Chen Lin watched Lan Zhihan's clothes fall, his face expressionless. Together with Luo Qinglan, he pressed his palm against the Immortal Stele.
Then his body shuddered.
A surge of bizarre energy entered his body, and the fate screen manifested in his mind on its own.
Chen Lin immediately grew wary.
Any energy that could make his innate talent's screen manifest on its own had to share the same source as his talent's attribute, just like that Multi-Eyed Meat Ball back then.
And he was not the only one who could activate the Immortal Stele. Talent abilities came in all shapes and forms, which meant the stele contained many kinds of energy and could distribute the appropriate kind according to each person's talent. Such intelligence was probably beyond what a formation alone could accomplish.
Either an extremely high-level artifact spirit existed within it, or someone was controlling it from the shadows.
If so, obtaining an inheritance might not be as simple as meeting the requirements.
As he pondered this, a fist-sized light orb appeared within the screen's space, its radiance swirling and shifting endlessly.
"Huh!"
The orb wandered around the space once and let out a puzzled, mechanical voice.
Chen Lin's heart jolted. This light orb actually possessed consciousness!
The words body possession instantly surfaced in his mind.
Without another word, he immediately condensed the Blade of Destiny and slashed at the orb!
The light orb seemed not to have expected Chen Lin to fight back. It paused briefly and failed to evade the strike completely. The Blade of Destiny sliced off a piece, which became a thumb-pad-sized light orb and fell among the destiny lines.
Seeing this, Chen Lin steadied himself. The orb did not seem all that formidable. That made things easier.
He then condensed the Blade of Destiny