"Wooooo~~~"
The moment fear arose in a single person's heart, a sobbing wail sounded within the great hall.
Low and murky, intermittent and unceasing, it made one's heart itch and scalp go cold.
As though icy skeletal claws had scratched across their hearts, the sensation swept over them, dragging most people into profound terror.
Seeing this, Ling Qing manifested a golden wheel above his head. It bloomed with boundless golden light of merit and cast its radiance over everyone.
A wave laced with wisps of gray was drawn by the Merit Wheel into the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Cangjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With a gesture, he drew over the open "window," suspending it above the great hall, where it corresponded to the spirit tortoise shell below.
Things outlined by countless thoughts rose and fell between the two. Above, they bore the origin of Heaven and Earth; below, they landed upon the tortoise shell, simplifying along its patterns into corresponding two-dimensional images.
Then he simplified them further into individual "characters."
Daoist Lingguan and the others likewise merged their own insights into their thoughts, while simultaneously comprehending information within them that they had not previously known.
As character after character was created, all the spiritual vitality of Heaven and Earth seemed to converge upon the Office of the Left Historian in Xuanyuan City.
The sight was even more magnificent than the Grand Festival of Music and Wind previously held by Zhurong.
From the moment Cangjie began creating characters, it was as though all the malice that Heaven and Earth had generated and accumulated toward the human race had transformed into heavenly phenomena and poured down upon the mortal world.
It was not only the Bear Kingdom; Shennong City, Nine Li City, Zhurong City,