Scripture Pavilion

However, even if he obtained a Heavenly Rank Combat Skill, he probably would not be able to cultivate it anytime soon! Still, whatever. He would get it first and worry about the rest later. Besides, he wanted to see just how abundant the legacy left behind by these Ancient Races truly was.

"Then let's go take a look! As it happens, I also want to see just how deep the foundations of a clan that once produced a Dou Emperor truly are." Xiao Heng spoke in a low voice, already beginning to look forward to it.

"Then let's go! Xiao Yi has been wanting to find a higher-level combat skill recently. With Brother Heng here, perhaps you can give me some advice."

With that, the two said no more. Led by Lin Xiao Yi, they flew toward the so-called Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion was located on an island east of the central island. The two flew for roughly half an hour before landing there. The island was not particularly large, but the moment he landed, Xiao Heng could not help looking toward its center. A twelve-story building stood there. What puzzled him was that there seemed to be no guards here at all—only that lone building.

The building was somewhat ancient and plainly had been constructed long ago, yet Xiao Heng did not doubt its sturdiness in the slightest. After all, for any faction, a place like this was well worth protecting.

After taking a few steps forward, Xiao Heng stopped beside a stone stele and turned to Lin Xiao Yi. "Go ahead!"

Lin Xiao Yi blinked innocently. "Go ahead with what?"

Xiao Heng nearly raised a hand to cover his forehead. Helplessly, he said, "There's such a huge spatial barrier here. Do you take me for an idiot?"