Could Qin Shaofeng really successfully cultivate Bodhidharma's Sacred Hand?
That was the question in the hearts of these Sovereign Supremes. Even though the White Emperor repeatedly guaranteed that his junior disciple would definitely successfully cultivate Bodhidharma's Sacred Hand.
These Sovereign Supremes still did not quite believe it. For one thing, the White Emperor, this strongest of Sovereign Supremes, had a somewhat delicate reputation among them.
For another, cultivating Bodhidharma's Sacred Hand came with extremely harsh requirements!
Aside from members of the Demon Slaying Clan, perhaps only people with special constitutions like Young Master Ling could cultivate it successfully.
Of course, if these Sovereign Supremes had known Qin Shaofeng's true identity, they likely would not have harbored such doubts.
However, neither the White Emperor nor the other Sovereign Supremes noticed that while they were discussing this, Heavenly Emperor Jiang Hengtian merely cast Young Master Ling a calm glance, his expression unchanged.
Only his eyes flickered slightly.
That flicker seemed like disappointment, yet also seemed only natural; it also carried a trace of mockery. In short, it was exceedingly complicated.
Yet when Heavenly Emperor Jiang Hengtian looked at Qin Shaofeng again, a hint of expectation that should not have existed somehow arose in his heart.
Deep down, he seemed to hope that Qin Shaofeng could successfully cultivate Bodhidharma's Sacred Hand.
Inside the arena, after seeing Young Master Ling successfully cultivate Bodhidharma's Sacred Hand, Qin Shaofeng did not feel the slightest bit nervous. Instead, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Because at this rate, he only needed to wait another two years at most.
Once two years had passed at the accelerated time flow, he would be able to carry out a third Divine Demon Copy on the remaining cultivation methods and martial skills in this stage.
No matter how the third