Above the Library Pavilion, wondrous phenomena abounded.
There were majestic vistas of mountains and rivers, the sun and moon revolving as black and white alternated, and all manner of exotic beasts soaring, their killing intent surging into the heavens...
Each phenomenon contained an unfathomably profound Daoist Rhyme.
Every one was a Sage Law!
Everyone swallowed. Even though they already knew something of Chu Kuangren's miraculous abilities, they were still badly shaken.
These were Sage Laws!
Even a Saintly Dao Tradition possessed only a handful. They were incredibly rare in the outside world, so why were they appearing in bunches around Chu Kuangren?
And he had created them all himself!!
This was simply too frightening!
"Eldest Senior Brother-no, is the Sect Leader really human?"
"Holy shit, one, two, three, four... nine Sage Laws! No, they're still increasing. Ten! Ten Sage Laws!"
"Even our Mystic Heaven Sect only had three Sage Laws. With the Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Art the Sect Leader created afterward, that made four. Now we actually have ten more, and there might be even more!"
"How on earth did the Sect Leader do it?!"
"Could he really be an immortal descended to the mortal world?"
Deep within the Mystic Heaven Sect, the Saints in their thatched cottages were also scared half to death.
The Mystic Heaven ancestors fell silent for a while.
"Holy shit, does this fellow think Sage Laws are cabbages? They come whenever he wants. This is too monstrous." Even though the Third Ancestor of Mystic Heaven had lived for nearly ten thousand years, Chu Kuangren still shocked him into swearing outright.
Only Saints with an extremely profound understanding of Daoist Rhyme could possibly create Sage Laws. Even a Saint would have to expend untold effort to have a chance of creating one.
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