In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
Although more than half of the array diagram had been destroyed, it still remained. The others on the high platform had already left, but The Queen remained seated there, unable to awaken.
As for Weiyang's diary, Zhao Cheng had long since finished reading it and had gained quite a lot from it.
The reason this diary possessed a source-level rating was not because of its written content. In terms of text alone, the diary contained sixteen hundred pages, recording the major events and turning points in Weiyang's life.
If it were adapted into a television drama, it would have no trouble becoming a hit. Its twists and turns were simply breathtaking.
Forget Great Lords—even those who could attain the Half-Lord realm were bound to have extraordinarily wonderful stories. Every one of them possessed a fate almost like that of a protagonist.
And Great Lords were protagonists among protagonists.
The early portions of it were wonderfully told. Weiyang had risen from humble beginnings: her clan was annihilated, all her relatives died, and afterward she learned her arts to seek vengeance. She encountered countless opportunities and weathered innumerable crises before eventually climbing all the way to the summit.
These things undoubtedly gave Zhao Cheng a more thorough understanding of the Ancient Cosmos.
As for the imprint he had severed, it contained no small amount of information, though most of it concerned cultivation.
The Ancient Cosmos was vast, and many strange places remained unknown even to Half-Lords.
Some forbidden lands and death zones contained endless mysteries. Even Great Lords could not venture deep within.
Yet in Zhao Cheng's eyes, these were merely minor details. Within the diary, he had discovered something crucial.
That was the moment Weiyang attained the Great Lord realm. This