Chen Changming took in everyone's shocked expressions and smiled without giving anything away.
This day had finally arrived.
He had waited a long time.
"Senior, this is this junior's Golden Heavenly Lock. Is there something wrong with it?"
Chen Changming deliberately played dumb and questioned Li Zizai.
"Your Heavenly Lock is far thicker than an ordinary person's."
Li Zizai gave a bitter smile, his gaze fixed on Chen Changming as he asked curiously, "How did you cultivate to forge it to such a degree? Could it be that you improved the cultivation technique?"
"Senior, how could this junior possibly have the ability to improve a cultivation technique?"
Chen Changming laughed at himself. "This junior simply cultivated step by step. I never expected the Heavenly Lock to undergo a change. When I was cultivating the Heavenly Spirit Pact, the Heavenly Lock became extraordinarily thick—thicker even than it is now..."
"What? It was already extremely thick during the Heavenly Spirit Pact?"
Li Zizai was greatly startled.
He Changkong, too, went pale with shock.
Everyone else in the great hall was the same, their mouths hanging open in astonishment.
"Yes."
Suppressing the laughter in his heart, Chen Changming nodded.
Hiss!
Countless people sucked in a cold breath, their faces turning several shades paler.
What kind of monster was this Chen Shan?
From the very start of cultivating the Heavenly Spirit Pact, he had already become completely different from everyone else.
Li Zizai and He Changkong exchanged a glance, bitterness surfacing in both their eyes.
They understood that let alone Chen Shan, even the Spirit Transformation realm prodigies of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect throughout the generations had been unable to improve its cultivation techniques.
Yet without altering the cultivation technique, Chen Shan had cultivated such a different result. Even the two of them