East Sea, Divine Firmament Sword Palace.
Gao Xian sat in meditation on a stone platform. Before him, a Creation Golden Talisman seed shone with brilliant light as its core restrictions were refined by his divine sense.
After a long while, the Creation Golden Talisman seed suddenly blazed with golden radiance and slowly unfurled like a scroll painting.
The golden scroll spread across the sky, its surface densely covered in hundreds of millions of interconnected dragon-script runes that formed an exceptionally complex structure.
Having cultivated for over three thousand years, Gao Xian could roughly understand the meaning of the dragon script.
The meaning of a single dragon-script rune was relatively simple. When two were combined, their meaning became ten times more complex. With hundreds of millions of dragon-script runes joined together, outsiders found them almost impossible to decipher.
The foremost section of the unfurled golden scroll was the simplest, equivalent to an imperial edict. It described the rank and grade of this talisman, the spiritual qi permissions under its control, and so on.
Gao Xian had refined many Creation Golden Talisman seeds, but this was his first time fully analyzing one.
The main reason was that this thing had come from Withered Leaf of the Buddhist sect, and its arrival had been far too coincidental—as if it had been delivered right to his doorstep! Gao Xian truly had some misgivings about it.
To that end, Gao Xian spared no expense, using three Clear Light Pills and several years of ritual refinement to completely open the core restrictions within this Creation Golden Talisman seed.
With his powerful pure-yang divine sense and Sister Lan presiding over the process, they still found nothing unusual.
Gao Xian finally relaxed. There should be no problem now.
Not to mention eighth-rank experts—even ninth-rank experts were bound by