As Huangfu Qingrou watched Chen Lin's actions, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She felt as though this was his first time seeing a Divine Pillar, yet that seemed unlikely.
In this world, very few people had never seen a Divine Pillar.
Even those born in the wilderness would be taken by their lineage elders to worship before a Divine Pillar at least once. This was both tradition and faith; only by doing so could they receive the god's favor.
Besides, he was a powerful Dao Rhyme Cultivator who had cultivated for at least several centuries. It was even less likely that he had never seen a Divine Pillar.
Chen Lin sensed Huangfu Qingrou studying him but paid her no mind.
Upon reaching the Divine Pillar, he opened up his perception and began probing it.
Yet even after trying every method at his disposal, he elicited no response. Whatever energy touched the Divine Pillar was repelled.
Divine sense, mana, soul power, and even the power of his talent origin-all proved useless.
His innate power had yet to recover, so he did not know whether that would work.
After studying it for a while without success, Chen Lin began examining the pillar's material.
It was extraordinarily hard, without the slightest scratch on its surface. Since it stood exposed like this, it was probably not that no one had tried using treasures on it, but rather that nothing could damage it.
After examining it for a while, Chen Lin stroked his chin, an odd gleam flashing in his eyes.
He felt that the Divine Pillar's material, whether in its texture, temperature, or the visible pattern of its structure, closely resembled the giant formation pillars outside the Golden Encampment!
There were too many prying eyes here for him to take out