It took Huo Ling nearly half a day to recover his senses.
He let out a long sigh. This trip to the Cosmic Star Palace...
The thing Huo Ling had always feared had not happened. Instead, something even more terrifying had occurred.
But on second thought, he shook his head.
If the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up. He was merely a tiny, weak Legendary who had not even reached Radiant Moon Legend. For now, these matters were not Huo Ling's concern.
He recalled the Emperor's final moment. It seemed that the Emperor had thrown the treasure to ferry the world, which He had forged, into Huo Ling's brow.
At that thought, Huo Ling hurriedly began searching his meditation space.
Very quickly, he discovered the change within his mind.
The former attribute panel had now vanished—or rather, it had merged into that piece of silk.
The suppression Huo Ling had once suffered from the attribute panel had also disappeared.
Seeing this, Huo Ling gained a faint understanding.
So the source of his attribute panel was this piece of silk forged by the Emperor?
Then why had he obtained this piece of silk?
And what did the Emperor mean by saying he had arrived too late? Why had this piece of silk not appeared from the very beginning?
These questions left Huo Ling bewildered, but he soon had no time to remain confused.
The urge to break through, once suppressed by the attribute panel, was completely released after the panel had been completed.
Huo Ling swiftly set up a defensive array within the hall, then entered a cultivation state.
The two foundational laws he had mastered—the laws of life and death—smoothly allowed Huo Ling to break through to the eleventh stage of Legend.
The entire process did not