In the ancient, majestic hall, the emerald-green goat statue slowly came to life.
Its limbs stretched, and its neck swayed gently. The emerald light flowing over its body gradually solidified, taking on the texture of real fur. Its deep eyes were like two fathomless pools, reflecting endless ages.
"You're here!"
The Goat Tower Spirit spoke, its voice aged and distant, as though it had crossed a million years.
Shen Fan stood where he was without moving.
He warily studied the goat before him and the hall behind it.
Unlike his previous visit to the Thousand Martial Hall, he had not entered a special world of stars directly. The Goat Tower Spirit before him was also somewhat different from the tower spirit he remembered.
Both in appearance and aura!
"You aren't the tower spirit of that Tower of Inheritance. You're... the artifact spirit of the Thousand Martial Hall?"
"Yes and no. That tower spirit was also me, but it was merely an avatar of my consciousness."
The Goat Tower Spirit nodded slightly.
"However, you can also call me by another name—the Thousand Martial Seal."
"The Thousand Martial Seal?" Shen Fan raised his brows slightly.
"That's right!" A hint of reminiscence crept into the Goat Tower Spirit's voice.
"I was originally the artifact spirit of Heaven-Crazed Grand Lord's Nirvana Divine Weapon—the Thousand Martial Seal.
When my master unexpectedly fell all those years ago, I did not perish with him, despite being his Nirvana Divine Weapon. Instead, he used a mighty divine ability to leave me in the Realm Sea."
"Before he departed, my master entrusted a wisp of his will to me, ordering me to guard the Thousand Martial Hall and spread the True Martial Civilization's Martial Path inheritances throughout the Realm Sea, ensuring that the Martial Path would never die out