Hong Yuan looked at Kunpeng before him. With a slight turn of his mind, he deduced all the Demon Script Kunpeng was about to derive in the blink of an eye.
If Kunpeng knew that the Demon Script he had spent countless years creating, producing only a dozen or so characters, had been fully deduced by Hong Yuan—all three thousand characters—with a single thought, who knew how he would feel.
After deducing the complete Demon Script, Hong Yuan flicked his fingertip slightly. A wisp of spiritual light shot out and silently entered Kunpeng's body.
Kunpeng, who was immersed in comprehending and deriving the script, felt his mind explode with a boom, as though he had taken some drug. An indescribably wondrous sensation suddenly surged into his heart.
His entire mind became clear and empty as countless brilliant ideas came one after another. The problems and doubts that had troubled him for so long also scattered away on the wind.
The characters he had been unable to derive no matter what he did now sprang wildly into his mind as if they cost nothing.
Every character contained profound truths and laws of heaven and earth, mysterious beyond measure.
Some of them even possessed a spirit far surpassing the characters he had previously derived, fitting the way of the Primordial Wilderness even better than what he had imagined before.
This inexplicable change instantly smoothed Kunpeng's slightly furrowed brow. His face flushed crimson with immense delight, while his rear kept wriggling beneath him.
He even let out several involuntary moans.
At that moment, all hardship and suffering turned into passing clouds. Only the joy of success filled his chest.
Looking at the characters he had comprehended and evolved within his mind, Kunpeng wanted nothing more than to howl aloud.
This feels incredible!!!
*So