The Wordless Heavenly Book lived up to its name. In Ye Lin's eyes, it was nothing more than a blank sheet of paper—white beyond white, without a single word on it.
"You said this Wordless Heavenly Book is precious. I can understand there being no words on it, since it is a Wordless Heavenly Book and all—but can you make sense of it?"
Holding the Wordless Heavenly Book, Ye Lin felt like his head had grown twice as large. He then began questioning the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar.
After all, it was the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar that had recommended he take this thing.
"Uh, I can't make sense of it either. But you need to know that every cultivation art in this world originated from this."
"It contains the truths of all the world's Dao arts. One can even comprehend the Three Thousand Great Daos from it."
"You should know that in the ancient era, mighty experts of countless races studied the Wordless Heavenly Book together. The cultivation arts they created back then were extraordinarily, extraordinarily powerful."
"But as they grew more powerful, their difficulty multiplied as well. Later, cultivation arts were continuously simplified. By now, they have become easier, but their power has correspondingly been weakened time and again."
"If you can comprehend even one move or half a technique from it, that will be enough for you to roam unhindered throughout the entire Star River Cosmos."
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar spoke loudly, every sentence stirring Ye Lin's heart.
Yet Ye Lin held the blank sheet, looking at it this way and that.
He still could not see anything.
There was not even a single word. When his divine sense swept over it, the thing was just an utterly ordinary sheet of white paper.
Ye Lin considered his Wuxing inferior