Wang Quan had not yet written the eleventh volume of the Daoist Scriptures, yet scattered characters from it had appeared?
At first, he was bewildered.
But he soon realized that these Dao Script characters had been part of the building all along.
Now that I've used the [Self-Crossing Scripture] to inscribe some of the Daoist Scriptures, have those scriptures stimulated the building itself?
After some thought, he vaguely arrived at an answer.
"Then, if I keep writing, will all the remaining Daoist Scriptures eventually appear on their own?"
With that thought, he began writing the eleventh volume faster.
One line...
Ten lines...
Thirty lines...
The faster he wrote, the faster the characters of the eleventh volume appeared on the building itself.
This time, he finished the eleventh volume using only two-thirds of his power.
Now, scattered characters from the twelfth volume appeared on the wall beside him.
After sensing the reserves of his [Self-Crossing Scripture], Wang Quan turned his thoughts, and his Yang Spirit returned to the Real World.
He mounted the platform!
Performed the ritual!
Accelerated the recovery of the [Self-Crossing Scripture]'s power.
At the same time, after a brief hesitation, he sent Ruo Jinghong a message:
"All Dao Seal Cultivators who haven't gone to clear up the abnormal weather, come over."
"I need everyone's help to establish a safe zone in the Second-Layer World!"
He sent the message, then focused entirely on recovering.
"Whether Ruo Jinghong and the others participate or not, I'm going to keep going!"
The spontaneous appearance of the Daoist Scriptures carved onto the building in the Real World had shown him hope.
He vaguely sensed that the fact that there was only a little evil in the building was connected to the Daoist Scriptures he had carved onto it.
He even felt that the