The Fifth Sacred Land Hung High [Part One]

New scripture flowed into Qin Ming's heart like a murmuring stream. Its characters and diagrams shone with golden haze or jade light as they completed the true scripture.

A vast sound reverberated beside his ears, like gods and devils chanting scripture, or a ceremony offering sacrifice to heaven. It was deafening. Mysterious symbols flashed and poured into his Pure Yang Consciousness.

Qin Ming felt his mind turn clear, as though enlightenment had been poured into him from above. He was undergoing a baptism.

The piece of jade armor the Two Figurines had given him actually contained a true scripture, one more complete than the marvelous art he had obtained from Qi Geng of the mysterious Lineage.

Just what was the origin of that "figurine pit," that it could give rise to two Supreme Dao Fields?

Both the Rebirth Figurine Organization and the Longevity Lineage were formidable.

The Two Figurines were more mysterious still. His identity was uncertain; it was hard to say what era he came from, and every clue was hazy.

When he had walked the world clad in jade armor, he had been one of the Supreme Experts.

More frighteningly, he seemed to have had an earlier life.

A dense fog of mystery shrouded him.

"Could that source-level figurine pit have formed because of the Two Figurines, built around his tomb?" Qin Ming could not help imagining all sorts of possibilities.

The jade armor was peculiar. When Qin Ming tried to resonate with it, he could capture no information. Now, scripture flowed from the armor of its own accord, pouring into his Heart Sea like a babbling spring.

Qin Ming let go of distractions, focused his mind, and began to study it closely.

Golden threads as fine as silk traveled along his skin, through his muscles, bones, and