The horn of the Sorcerer God was still reverberating through space and time. The imprints on the forehead of the God Punisher were all different.
There were flame imprints, Azure Dragon imprints, Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise imprints, Star Imprints, Sun and Moon Imprints, and Lotus Imprints. Every Holy Land race had a different imprint, and each race had different imprints according to their innate talent and strength.
The Sorcerer Race had the most types of imprints: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, lightning …
The imprint on Desolate Lord Ye's forehead was the most terrifying. It was a chaotic whirlpool that contained the origin of the Great Dao. It could steal one's soul and revolved continuously on his forehead as if it wanted to devour everything in the world. After devouring for two whole hours, his weak body finally stopped. His tender body emitted a golden luster and was filled with divinity.
Ye Qinghan was still dancing the heavy drum. Every time he hit the drum, his forehead would emit light. The imprint was about to appear from the depths of his soul.
Ye Qinghan couldn't tell what the faintly discernible imprint was. It disappeared in a flash, then entered his Knowledge Sea and rushed out again, repeating the process over and over again. However, every attempt failed. Ye Qinghan persevered, wanting to completely carve out the imprint so that he could control it at will.
The imprint was very useful. Everyone's imprint was related to their bloodline inheritance and secret arts. It could enhance one's bloodline and secret arts, and it could also enhance one's talent, allowing one to cultivate twice the result with half the effort!
Buzz —
Boom —
Jiang Jingtian's imprint was also activated. A miniature version of the Qilin imprint was imprinted on his forehead along with a bolt of lightning. It appeared and disappeared at times, and he could control it freely. A terrifying aura spread and crushed space and time. Some divine sons and goddesses were defeated.
At this moment, the gap between the elite experts was widening. The weak were weak, and the strong were strong!
The Sorcerer God had successfully advanced and the sixth generation had appeared. However, Ye Qinghan was still beating the drum. The imprint on his forehead was too ethereal and couldn't break through to his forehead. He couldn't control it freely.
"What imprint is this?" The Serpent Divine Flood Dragon frowned as he looked at the imprint on Ye Qinghan's forehead that couldn't rush out no matter how hard he tried.
That wisp of imprint was too ethereal and emitted a profound meaning that was hard to understand. It didn't seem to have any vitality and gave off a desolate feeling.
Many people kept the imprint and looked at Ye Qinghan's forehead. They frowned and had doubts in their eyes.
The imprint was something that came from the soul. As long as one was a cultivator, it would be activated under certain circumstances. However, all imprints couldn't be separated from the Great Dao and nature and all things. But Ye Qinghan's imprint didn't seem to belong to the five elements, so no one could recognize it.
Even the second generation Sorcerer God didn't recognize it.
Jiang Jingtian stopped beating the drum and looked at Ye Qinghan who was beating the heavy drum tirelessly. Every time he beat the heavy drum, the imprint on his forehead would appear. However, that imprint was indescribable. It clearly existed, but it didn't seem to exist. It was like a desolate land that had yet to open.
Ye Qinghan stared at the heavy drum and began to beat a heavy drum with all his strength. The drumstick hit the drum's surface and the drum's surface, which was made of an unknown material, almost broke. The Great Wastelands Monument in Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness released a desolate light that filled his limbs and bones. The desolate Power of Desolates surged out.
Boom — — —
The heavy drum was sent flying by Ye Qinghan's drumstick. The drum frame shattered and the air rushed into the Milky Way.
The imprint on Ye Qinghan's forehead suddenly rushed out and engraved itself on his forehead, slowly taking shape!
Everyone could see clearly that it was a desolate world. The imprint was actually a 'desolate world'!
"I've never heard of such an imprint!" the Serpent Divine Flood Dragon said hoarsely.
"It's not that I've never heard of it. It's just that there was no such imprint in the Primal Chaos Era!" the second Sorcerer God said firmly.
Imprints could only appear according to the laws of the Primal Chaos Universe. Ye Qinghan's imprint had never appeared, which could only mean that he wasn't from the Primal Chaos Universe. However, he was indeed born in the Primal Chaos Universe, which puzzled many.
Were there other lifeforms outside the Primal Chaos Era?
Everyone was puzzled and looked at the second Sorcerer God. He was the oldest and came from the Primal Chaos Era. If he didn't understand, then the others were even more clueless.
Just as everyone was puzzled, Ye Qinghan stopped beating the drum and the imprint stayed on his forehead for a moment.
Ye Qinghan controlled the Great Wastelands Monument and retracted the imprint back into his sea of consciousness. Once again, it became very normal.
At that moment, Desolate Lord Ye crawled up from the statue's palm and patted his small chest. He shouted, "You scared me to death..."
Whoosh!
Desolate Lord Ye flew down from the statue and threw himself into Wu Qingqing's arms. His heart was beating very fast as if he was really frightened.
Hu hu hu — — —
Ye Qinghan exhaled and returned to his position with Jiang Jingtian. His face was expressionless, but everyone was shocked.
"Your Martial Dao Origin isn't broken?" The second Sorcerer God frowned and questioned.
"It was broken, but I repaired a part of it." Ye Qinghan calmly replied.
"How did you repair a broken Martial Dao Origin?" The second Sorcerer God didn't believe him and felt that he had been deceived by Ye Qinghan. If Ye Qinghan's Martial Dao Origin wasn't broken, then his plan would have failed. Would Ye Qinghan really merge the Insane Sect with the Sorcerer Race in order to nurture Desolate Lord Ye Qinghan?
That was obviously impossible!
Ye Qinghan was too cunning and wouldn't give up his own interests for an outsider. The second Sorcerer God wanted to use Desolate Lord Ye to devour the Insane Sect, but he wanted to use Desolate Lord Ye to take advantage of the Sorcerer Race!
Ye Qinghan shrugged and said calmly, "Using the Chaos Origin, it can replace the Martial Dao Origin. However, the Chaos Origin is too small and can only replace a part of it."
Ye Qinghan still didn't want to reveal his true strength. He didn't want the Holy Lands to act recklessly.
"Chaos Origin …" The second Sorcerer God frowned. He remembered that during the Chaos Era, there were people who used the Chaos Origin to strengthen the Martial Dao Origin, but no one used it to replace the Martial Dao Origin.
"What's up with your mark?" the second Sorcerer God asked again.
Ye Qinghan shook his head. He knew nothing about imprints. Previously, he didn't know that everyone had a specific imprint. However, this imprint actually made it easier for him to comprehend the Power of Desolates. It also made it easier for him to comprehend the Great Dao. Now, he was more than a hundred times more confident in forging the Nine Revolutions Chaotic Dao Body.
The second Sorcerer God didn't ask anymore. He knew that Ye Qinghan wouldn't tell him his secret, and he didn't want to fall out with him. He nodded and looked at the Serpent Serpent, then announced the end of the Sorcerer God Ascension Ceremony.
Now that the Sorcerer God Ascension Ceremony was over, the next step was naturally the gambling match. After all, everyone had bet a large region, and the winner was the entrance to a Holy Land like the Eternal Cloud Sky Great World. The resources inside were enough to make many Sons of Gods become Supreme Gods!
"The match will be held a year from now at the center of the Chaosverse, Blue Sky City. That place is not under the control of any sacred land, so it won't be dangerous. No sacred land will be able to interfere. Does anyone have any objections?" the second Sorcerer God asked calmly.
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