"Let the heart turn like a wheel, as a carriage rolls, passing through spring and autumn, day and night, the great thousand worlds of the three realms."
Jiang Nie was conducting the seal-bestowal ritual. With both hands clasped into the shape of a wheel, he pointed them toward Zhu Ruoxuan's forehead.
In an instant, the visual distortion became plainly apparent.
The two men's backs seemed to be swallowed by a vast whirlpool, like an enormous wheel beginning to turn.
In that moment, spring, summer, autumn, and winter cycled in turn. The flavor of time flying by arose—this was a supreme artistic conception.
Merely the signs before the opening move had already made Zhou You judge that they had more than an eighty percent chance of success.
Affected by that artistic conception, Zhu Ruoxuan raised his hands and pressed them together, shifting his posture along with Jiang Nie's gestures.
Hmm, in such a solemn setting, with the aura of a secret seal that was clearly no ordinary item...
Zhou You suddenly felt that requiring one to join the God of Release Cult before receiving a seal was not really asking too much.
"Northern Heavenly King, could this seal perhaps be called the Carriage Wheel Seal?"
Perhaps Zhu Ruoxuan truly would turn misfortune into fortune, surviving the torment of the demon weapon and ushering in a surge in both strength and realm.
"Ahem, no. It is the Wheel Fire Seal."
Jiang Nie earnestly corrected him. The seal-bestowal ritual was more like a copying process: Jiang Nie led the way, and Zhu Ruoxuan followed.
Before their eyes, under Jiang Nie's instruction, Zhu Ruoxuan used his own Essence and Blood, together with the Strong Martial Golden Body, to form the Wheel Fire Seal.
That artistic conception of endless life and the cycling of the