Cheng Han had originally thought that the Secret Palace of Life bore this name mainly because Mother of the Sea wielded authority over the domain of life.
Only at this moment.
Did he suddenly realize that the Secret Palace of Life's true meaning was—a secret mother palace that nurtured life.
Cheng Han had noticed earlier that the reliefs covering the walls, though rather too erotic and violent, seemed to contain a great many profound mysteries.
It was only that, influenced by Law Power, his emotions had become uncontrollably exhilarated, leaving him no time to decipher the mysteries within them.
Now.
He understood.
The true mystery of the reliefs was not for others to "read."
It was—to do!
"Yiya!"
"Ahya!"
This was the wonderful "singing" of Water Lotus, the Flower Nacre Leader.
Every cry.
Was enough to make a stone man's heart waver.
As Cheng Han listened to the sounds, image after image from the reliefs flashed rapidly through his mind.
And each time a relief flashed past, it underwent a subtle change.
After several rounds of flashes.
The images had become utterly unrecognizable.
The blush-inducing scenes had vanished, replaced by vast quantities of profound Spirit Patterns.
"Huff!"
Cheng Han's breathing grew heavier and heavier, sounding like Old Niu pushing... no, pulling a cart.
Yet his heart was filled with immense joy.
I understand! So this is reproduction! So this is what rebirth truly means! He naturally understood that the illusory voice he had heard in the hollow cavity, which had caused his Spirit Value to surge dramatically, had merely been an appetizer.
The reliefs within the Secret Palace of Life were the real feast.
More than ten seconds later.
Cheng Han had "seen" all the mysteries within the reliefs, and he regained control over himself.
At the same time.
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