Moreover, it had not stopped yet—it was still rapidly increasing.
Three hundred, five hundred, seven hundred!
Only when the quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions reached seven hundred did their growth finally stop.
"It went up by over seven hundred. Looks like my luck is pretty good. Haha!" Yang Chen said in delighted surprise.
True Saint Water could increase one's Dao Intent Inscriptions by anywhere from one to a thousand. Generally, the more Dao Intent Inscriptions one had, the fewer would be added.
Yang Chen had thought that, with his total of eight thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions, the increase certainly would not be much. He had prepared himself mentally, yet it had risen by more than seven hundred in one go.
Very soon, Yang Chen understood what had happened.
"My total quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions is high, but I only have two thousand life and death Dao Intent Inscriptions. Two thousand is neither much nor little, so the True Saint Water directly helped me increase the quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions by seven hundred!"
Now, his quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions was truly tyrannical. It had directly surpassed the Glorious Divine General's, reaching a downright terrifying height.
Eight thousand seven hundred!
Life and death Dao Intent: two thousand seven hundred!
Space-time Dao Intent: two thousand five hundred.
All the others combined: three thousand five hundred!
If this quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions got out, it would surely make countless people's jaws drop.
Yang Chen could not help sighing with emotion.
Just as he finished his closed-door cultivation, a voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Yang Chen, come to me!"
It was none other than Grand Ancestor Sun's voice.
Yang Chen did not dare neglect it. As he rose, he glanced at Zhang Xuelian, who was quietly cultivating beside him. Not