Outside the Great Desolate Monument, the Desolate Hall's territory had undoubtedly become the liveliest place in Dao Sect.
News that Mu Zi had drawn out the Monument Spirit spread through Dao Sect like a storm. Many people who had originally paid no attention to the matter were shocked by the news, and they put aside what they were doing one after another, hurrying to the mountain peak where the Great Desolate Monument stood to witness the emergence of the Great Desolate Scripture.
To the people of Dao Sect, the Great Desolate Scripture was not merely a powerful martial art, but also carried a representative significance. Those who had once successfully comprehended the Great Desolate Scripture had all left extraordinary legends in the Eastern Xuan Region.
Every emergence of the Great Desolate Scripture was as though it opened a glorious era for Dao Sect. Because of this, the Great Desolate Scripture was also regarded as a faith by many people of Dao Sect.
Although the one who obtained the Great Desolate Scripture right now was not a Dao Sect disciple, being able to witness the Great Desolate Scripture's emergence was already an extremely rare experience for many people.
On a mountain peak some distance from the Great Desolate Monument, two figures stood there at this moment, their gazes passing through space to look toward that densely packed region.
"She obtained the Monument Spirit's acknowledgment in half a month. Perhaps this broke the record."
An old man dressed in blue robes gazed deeply at Mu Zi beneath the shroud of the light pillar and slowly spoke.
Beside him, a trace of reminiscence flashed through Ying Xuanzi's eyes.
"Back then, Zhou Tong also spent nearly two months before successfully comprehending the Great Desolate Scripture."
The Blue-Robed Elder saw the fluctuation in Ying Xuanzi's