Luo Chuan and his disciple jointly observe the War God Hall's Divine Dao Technique

Ancestor Feng Luan pursed her alluring lips, then said softly, "What favor do you wish for me to grant?"

"My two disciples have just reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. I have heard that the War God Hall's Divine Dao Technique is ever-changing and profound; would it be possible for them to observe and study it?"

Upon hearing this, the War God Hall's ancestor, Zhou Jin, turned deathly pale. He immediately bowed and said, "Senior, the Divine Dao Technique is the secret, non-transferable art of our War God Hall. These two are not disciples of our sect..."

Luo Chuan turned to the side with an indifferent expression. A bone-chilling cold instantly swept over Zhou Jin's entire body, as if one more word would cause his soul to scatter and prevent him from ever reincarnating.

Feeling this icy killing intent, Zhou Jin trembled in terror and could only kneel on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to beg for his life.

Feng Luan smiled. "Xiao Chuan, you are being too harsh. You were once a registered disciple of our War God Hall, so it is only reasonable for these two to observe our secret techniques."

Seeing that Feng Luan had provided a way out, Luo Chuan stopped pressuring Zhou Jin.

"Since that is the case, I wonder if I might observe it as well?"

Ancestor Feng Luan chuckled. "Naturally, that is no problem. Please, follow me."

With that, Ancestor Feng Luan gestured for them to follow. She glanced at her dao companion, Yang Sen, and led the group directly toward the War God Hall.

Ma Liang narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, It seems my identity has not been exposed. I never expected that in just a few years, he would have already broken through to the mid-stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Senior Situ, it seems you were right all along. Throughout history, Luo Chuan is likely the only one capable of reaching this point.

Under Feng Luan's guidance, Luo Chuan and his group soon arrived at a secret chamber within the War God Hall.

Feng Luan raised her jade hand and pressed a deep blue jade talisman against the stone wall. A burst of white light immediately radiated from the talisman, rapidly spreading across the entire surface.

Following that, a crystalline glow appeared on the wall, growing increasingly dense until the stone surface suddenly transformed into something resembling a mirror.

Feng Luan looked at Luo Chuan beside her and said softly, "Little Brother Luo Chuan, now that you have reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, theoretically, I should address you as a senior."

"Could you, for the sake of our past connection, refrain from making things difficult for the disciples of the War God Hall?"

Luo Chuan stood with one hand behind his back, glancing sideways as he replied, "I do not wish to harm anyone; I merely want to study the Divine Dao Technique. Does Sister Feng Luan not trust me?"

Ancestor Feng Luan did not speak.

It was not that she did not trust Luo Chuan, but rather that she feared he might tamper with the Divine Dao Technique.

After all, the disciples relied on the Divine Dao Technique to comprehend the path to greater strength. If even the slightest mishap occurred, it could easily cause the sect's disciples to have their souls scattered.

"This is the Water Mirror Gate, crafted using the artifact refining techniques of our War God Hall. Unless opened with the jade talisman, no one below the Spirit Transformation Realm can enter this stone chamber."

Ancestor Feng Luan placed her hands over her lower abdomen and continued, "Most cultivators who enter this place are in the Core Formation Stage; only a small number of Foundation Establishment cultivators are granted the opportunity to step foot in here."

"Please, follow me."

The space inside the stone chamber was vast. Beyond the main hall in the center, there were hundreds of stone rooms densely packed around the perimeter. Outside each room stood a stone wall, and as Wang Lin observed them, he realized that each wall resembled a Water Mirror Gate.

"There are three hundred and sixty-five stone rooms here. Every stone door is a Water Mirror Gate; these gates are, in fact, the symbol of a disciple graduating from the Artifact Refining Hall."

Ancestor Feng Luan turned around, and seeing A-Dai and Liu Mei staring intently at the stone doors, she offered an explanation.

Luo Chuan stood with one hand behind his back, his gaze fixed on the front of the room. There stood a long rack with four tiers, each holding several spirit tablets.

Except for the top tier, which held only one tablet, the lower tiers were filled with many.

Luo Chuan's gaze fell upon the top tablet, which read: "Founder of the War God Hall, Gong Mo!"

"Founder Gong is the creator of our War God Hall. The Divine Dao Technique was also his discovery." Ancestor Feng Luan bowed to the tablet before turning to look at Wang Lin.

Upon hearing this, A-Dai and Liu Mei remained silent for a moment before bowing as well. As for Luo Chuan, he made no move.

Ancestor Feng Luan turned and walked forward. Behind the spirit tablets lay a wall paved with green jade, densely carved with countless small characters.

Looking up, the very top was inscribed with the three characters: Divine Dao Technique.

But as they looked further down, everyone's heart sank. Below, it read: "Disciple Chen Chong, inscribed from memory. Future generations must proceed with caution."

"Disappointed?"

Ancestor Feng Luan looked at Luo Chuan and sighed. "The year after Founder Gong discovered the Divine Dao Technique, a traitor appeared in our War God Hall. Following that, rumors regarding the technique spread rapidly."

"Not long after, the Tiangang Kingdom, a fourth-grade cultivation nation, paid a visit. After a secret discussion with Founder Gong, they took the original Divine Dao Technique. Three days after they left, Founder Gong departed on a journey and never returned."

"This Divine Dao Technique is the most bizarre art I have ever seen. Anyone who views it can only comprehend it, yet they cannot express it in words, as if an invisible force prevents it."

"Founder Chen Chong had mediocre talent and was the least gifted among Founder Gong's disciples. Yet, relying on his memory, he accomplished what no one else could: he inscribed the Divine Dao Technique."

"However... after finishing the inscription, Founder Chen Chong died of exhaustion. Before he passed, he warned future generations that this art is a Great Divine Ability. His lifespan was insufficient, and he could only inscribe one-tenth of it. Future generations must be extremely cautious when practicing it!"

Luo Chuan looked at the wall before him, a faint smile appearing on his face. "So this is the Divine Dao Technique. Truly mysterious and unfathomable."

Ancestor Feng Luan glanced at Luo Chuan and said softly, "See for yourselves. I will wait outside. Do not trespass into the sealed areas of the Water Mirror Gates!"

With those words, Ancestor Feng Luan gave Luo Chuan a meaningful look before turning and leaving, entrusting the space to Luo Chuan and his two disciples.

A-Dai and Liu Mei sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the Divine Dao Technique on the stone wall. Though they did not know if they would succeed, learning even a fraction would increase their chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm many times over.

Luo Chuan looked at the golden runes before him and frowned slightly. "This Divine Dao Technique is truly interesting for cultivators below the Spirit Transformation Realm."

"No wonder even the protagonist, Wang Lin, could not record the complete version of the Divine Dao Technique."

Luo Chuan shrugged, his fingers moving slightly as a cluster of golden light shot into the center of his brow.

A massive surge of energy rippled outward like a raging sea, and wherever it passed, the void on both sides instantly began to distort and transform.