"Mm... is it finally complete?"
As Gu Changqing's words fell,
vast swathes of divine pattern Dao resonance rose around him, mysterious beyond measure and impossible to describe.
The sight even drew the eyes of many Jie Sect Disciples, leaving them startled and uncertain.
"What profound divine inscriptions and Dao Rhythm! What technique is Senior Brother Changqing using this time?"
"Hiss... we can't see through it or fathom it. We've never heard of or seen anything like this."
"That isn't a Dao inherited by our Interception Sect. Could Junior Brother Changqing have created it himself?"
"Tsk, Junior Brother Changqing's techniques are growing more and more inscrutable. They truly leave us in awe."
The disciples marveled.
The Interception Sect's lineage passed down two paths: swords and arrays.
Yet everyone could clearly sense that the divine inscriptions and Dao Rhythm surrounding Gu Changqing belonged to neither of those two great Daos.
Even Duobao, Jin Ling, and the others wore expressions of wonder and bewilderment.
Naturally, they had no idea that these were the fluctuations of the totem method.
After all, throughout all history, the beings of the Primordial World had never encountered such a method.
Never mind ordinary disciples-even Sages had never seen it.
Tongtian's startled, uncertain expression inside Biyou Palace at that moment was proof enough.
As for Gu Changqing!
Having just awakened, he raised the Wine Gourd in his hand again and gulped down several mouthfuls.
Then his gaze grew deep and thoughtful.
Sinking his mind inward, he examined the totem method whose derivation he had just completed.
A moment later, he nodded in considerable satisfaction.
"Good, good!"
"Exactly... as I envisioned!"
With memories of two lives, Gu Changqing remembered clearly.
In his previous life, humans had revered totems.
In a certain sense, those had also been a source of humanity's