Golden runes wove themselves through the void, each one blazing with dazzling light.
Those runes were not still. They flowed, revolved, and traced ancient, intricate paths. With every flicker, it was as though endless mysteries were born within them, only to vanish again at once.
The Central Continent Team looked up, their Adam's apples bobbing as their mouths went dry.
A single one had nearly made Zhang Jie explode, and there were so many here—
Qi Tengyi's fingertips lightly rubbed against his palm. A nearly inaudible sigh was swallowed down.
He looked at Zhang Qi, then at the illusion where the star chart and runes intertwined, complicated emotions surging in his eyes.
He knew he was no mediocrity. On the path of cultivation, he considered himself exceptionally gifted, with outstanding comprehension.
Yet standing before Zhang Qi now, none of that was worth mentioning.
"Brother Qi can bear the calculations of this formation with only Deity Transformation-stage cultivation because of his Light of the Soul."
"The Light of the Soul has greatly enhanced his computational and comprehension abilities."
Qi Tengyi drew a deep breath. "The River Chart and Luo Script analyze all phenomena of heaven and earth. The amount of information they need to process is enough to burst the primordial spirit of an ordinary Deity Transformation cultivator.
"But Zhang Qi's Light of the Soul is like a supercomputer that never stops, breaking down and reconstructing those immense, chaotic streams of information before processing them at an unimaginable speed."
"This ability is practically a match made in heaven with the essence of the River Chart and Luo Script.
"You could say that he was born to wield this innate spiritual treasure. On the path of cultivation, he is a true genius."
At that point, Qi Tengyi paused. A trace of envy