Cultivating the Eight Directions Primordial Chaos Technique

Silver Mist Palace, atop a solitary peak, Lin Langtian sat quietly in meditation.

At this moment, a pitch-black scroll slowly unfurled between his palms, releasing wave after wave of black light.

Lin Langtian suddenly opened his eyes, which had been shut for a long time. Lowering his head, he stared at the pitch-black scroll in his hands, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

This mysterious black scroll was naturally the Eight Directions Primordial Chaos Technique he had seized from Han Lin.

Lin Langtian had studied it for two full days, yet he had made little progress during that time.

Such a situation was rather uncommon for Lin Langtian.

His eyes flickered slightly. Then, he suddenly formed seals with both hands. As the hand seals changed, vast Spiritual Power swept forth, forming eight pitch-black spirit pillars in his palms.

Boom!

Lin Langtian struck out with his palm, and the eight black spirit pillars howled through the air, smashing heavily into a mountain peak.

In an instant, massive cracks split across the mountain.

Lin Langtian stared at those cracks, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The power... seemed far too weak.

With his usual strength, shattering a mountain would be no challenge. Yet after using this divine technique, its power had instead dropped considerably.

This divine technique was truly rather strange.

As he toyed with the pitch-black scroll in his hand, Lin Langtian knew that the Eight Directions Primordial Chaos Technique was clearly not supposed to be this weak.

Did that mean he had taken the wrong path in cultivating it?

At that thought, inspiration suddenly struck Lin Langtian. He murmured, "Could it require powers of different attributes?"

From Lin Langtian's memories, the Great Thousand World did indeed possess some strange martial arts that could only be cultivated by drawing upon powers of