"The shockwave stopped?"
Someone froze for a moment.
"Forget that. What matters now is getting the mental formula to activate the Primordial Feathered Wings."
"Exactly. I heard the Primordial Feathered Wings can't be activated without it. The Heartless Demon Master once obtained them, but he couldn't use them because he lacked the formula."
"Qin Hao, hand over the Secret Art!"
The others stared at Qin Hao with feverish eyes.
They feared that if Qin Hao revealed the Secret Art, they might miss a word and lose out on this enormous opportunity.
For a moment, they completely ignored the shockwave's sudden halt.
"No mental formula is needed. No Secret Art, either!"
Just then, a somewhat familiar voice rang out behind them, brimming with excitement.
Qin Hao, who had remained seated cross-legged and motionless, lowered his eyes at the sound. Something stirred in his heart.
"Shang Cheng?" Qin Hao looked puzzled.
Back then, he had Slaying all of Shang Cheng's Myriad Laws Doppelgangers in the Ancient Xuanhuang World, but he hadn't expected Shang Cheng to still be alive.
Qin Hao shook his head slightly, feeling a touch of admiration.
The Myriad Laws Great Dao truly was absurdly powerful.
Shang Cheng, meanwhile, was beside himself with excitement. "I'm Shang Cheng. I've been to the Ancient Xuanhuang World. It doesn't matter if Qin Hao refuses to reveal the Secret Art for the Primordial Feathered Wings."
"Oh? You know the Secret Art to activate them?" World Master Lianxin and the others turned at once.
Holy Mother Jiyan frowned and nearly rebuked him, but held her tongue. Shang Cheng was no longer the man he once was.
Even among the Insect Race, he held an exalted position.
Qin Hao slowly rose and turned toward Shang Cheng.
"Heh, Qin Hao, so this day finally came for you!"