Returning to the Eastern Wasteland

"What?" Chen Fan was stunned again, unable to understand.

Only then did Ink Dragon continue, "My grandfather once said that those capable of comprehending them would need no more than three months. If you still can't grasp them after three months, there's no need to keep trying. Back then, I refused to believe it and wasted several years of my life. In the end, it proved that my grandfather was right."

Chen Fan nodded slightly upon hearing this. If that was the case, then these runes truly contained a sliver of fortune and uncertainty; not everyone could cultivate them.

However, the Supreme Restriction had once entered his body. Though it had already been removed, he vaguely felt that he had not completely broken free of it. It was an indescribable sensation. And Ink Dragon's grandfather had created these curse runes from within the Supreme Restriction. Perhaps the Supreme Restriction was the key to comprehending these runes.

At that thought, Chen Fan shook his head slightly and decided to try first.

He sat cross-legged. The Clear Heart Art within him completely receded, and the layer of light around his body suddenly dimmed. Then, the curse runes on the beast hide in his hand flashed at once and surged directly into Chen Fan's body.

His cultivation realm was immediately suppressed and sealed, leaving him only at Nascent Soul Late Stage, on par with Old Yellow Tooth.

Chen Fan paid it no heed. He continued circulating the Taiji Diagram in his dantian, driving the Chaos Qi to completely draw out the True Essence Power belonging to the Clear Heart Art and suppress it beneath the Taiji Diagram, allowing those curse runes to invade his body.

A moment later, the runes settled. Only then did Chen Fan slowly open his eyes, look at Ink