Mu Aogu woke from his contemplation. When he saw Lu Ren decipher two murals in succession, shock crossed his face. "Where did that girl Zhenlong Xiyue find him? No ordinary person could decipher them so quickly!"
Bai Luo and Black Qilin exchanged a glance, astonishment in both their eyes.
"Bai Luo, do you know him?"
Black Qilin sent the question by voice transmission.
Bai Luo shook his head and said gravely, "No. But his talent... I'm afraid it surpasses even that prodigy of the Taiqing Yuan Celestial Clan."
"When did that girl Xi Yue make the acquaintance of someone like him?"
Black Qilin marveled.
Inside the palace, Lu Ren had already reached the third mural.
This mural depicted a long spear. Spear shadows crisscrossed, as though they could pierce the Nine Nether Abyss.
Lu Ren remained unhurried. He sat down cross-legged and immersed his mind in it.
Lu Ren had fought countless battles against countless experts, and those experts had wielded all manner of weapons.
The Myriad Weapons Striking Dao Canon recorded in the Thirty-Two Slaughter Dao Ancient Walls followed one underlying principle despite its myriad variations. Once he grasped the heart of the weapon Dao, the rest of his comprehension would flow as naturally as water into a channel.
Another half hour passed.
Lu Ren deciphered the third mural, and another fragment formed inside his body.
"Done!"
Lu Ren stood and was about to head for the fourth mural when he noticed that Yun Qingyao had finished deciphering the one before her and was looking at him.
As Yun Qingyao gazed at Lu Ren, astonishment showed in her eyes.
She knew the old man before her was Lu Ren in disguise, but the talent he had displayed was truly terrifying. Even she felt she fell short.
*Master's talent is