Every word of this art was a pearl of wisdom, profound and intricately complex to the extreme. The Ink Moon Heaven Witch Art was already one of the most top-tier cultivation arts in the Three Realms, and even though Lin Xuan had cultivated the earlier portions, he still found it difficult and obscure, utterly unable to comprehend the subtle essence within.
But that did not matter. Lin Xuan was not in a rush to cultivate it right now; he only needed to gulp it down whole and memorize it by rote.
As time passed, the writing grew increasingly blurry, but Lin Xuan had already memorized the entire art completely.
Pfft...
A muffled sound entered his ears, and then from the surface of the Five Dragon Seal, a wave of light shot out explosively. The Void Shadows of the Phoenix, Qilin, and Golden-Winged Great Peng emerged from its surface, and the faces of the three True Spirits all showed weariness, as if they had never fused into that treasure at all.
After that, the strange change began again.
Wherever the light wave passed, the rotation of the Blue Star Sea became swift and violent, while the silver color on the surfaces of quite a few light spots gradually faded. The whole process lasted roughly twenty breaths. Then the star sea returned to normal, still blue and silver, while the proportion of Silver Light Spots reached one-fifth.
The Nascent Soul's small face clearly let out a breath of relief. It seemed the earlier worry had been unnecessary.
Yet at that very moment, the Void Shadows of the three True Spirits began to break apart, turning back into thumb-sized clumps of blood that hovered beside the Five Dragon Seal.
The Nascent Soul put a hand to his forehead, a pensive look appearing on