Chen Mu was somewhat bewildered by the Wentian Divine Spear's angry rebuke, but he wasn't angry. He bowed to the Wentian Divine Spear and retreated.
"Why? Haven't I already perfectly replicated all the movements of the Wentian Divine Spear?"
Why is Senior Divine Spear still not satisfied? Is there something I haven't replicated yet?
Chen Mu is a very rational person. Although he knows that time is limited, he is still able to think calmly and find ways to solve the problem.
"The ability to wield the Wentian Divine Spear is undoubtedly a Divine Skill."
I can now perfectly replicate its movements, which means I've achieved a mere resemblance. But a powerful Divine Skill always possesses its own unique spirit. In that sense, I might lack the mental fortitude needed to master the Wentian Spear Technique."
As Chen Mu pieced together the clues, he gradually began to get some ideas.
" The Wentian Spear Technique, spear pointing to the heavens, fearless in Wentian!"
What I need is that fearless spirit to question the heavens. How can I acquire such a spirit?
The essence of Martial Dao arts is simple to talk about, but very difficult to truly grasp. It is not a specific skill, but rather a spiritual will.
"From a certain perspective, the Wentian Spear Technique and the God-Slaying Art share a similar essence; both contain a will to defy mediocrity and challenge authority. Perhaps I can find a breakthrough there."
Chen Mu was unfamiliar with the Wentian Spear Technique, but he had studied the God-Slaying Art for quite some time. After pondering for a while, he made a decision.
"Master, time is of the essence, so I won't explain too much to you."
I'm going back to Source Wood City now, I should be back soon, you don't need to worry about me.
He briefly explained his whereabouts to Elder Ming, and then his body glowed with a blue light.
"Alright, I'll wait for you in the main hall. Go quickly and come back soon."
Upon hearing Elder Ming's instructions, Chen Mu smiled and waved. Then, his body instantly disintegrated, turning into countless particles that flew away along the Spirit Magnetic Wave towards the Chen Kingdom's palace.
Source Wood City, Chen Kingdom Palace, Back Mountain.
With the development of Rune Technology in the Chen Kingdom, the capital city of the Chen Kingdom has become increasingly technologically advanced, with various towering reflective buildings, Rune Puppet Flying Car, energy transport belts, and so on filling the palace inside and out.
If other Earthlings came here, they would only think of this as some kind of high-tech civilization, and would hardly associate it with a fantasy world.
Although Chen Mu is very talented, it is always difficult for people to escape the constraints of cognition. Although he uses the principles of runes to promote technological products, he can't escape Earth's aesthetics, which is why the current situation has occurred.
The central location of the Chen Kingdom palace is actually the former Chen Village, one of the few places in the entire Chen Kingdom that has not undergone technological transformation.
Behind the palace, there is also a primeval forest.
Although this area has been incorporated into the territory of Source Wood City, it has maintained the same ecological environment as it did decades ago.
To maintain its natural changes, the Chen Kingdom even sent a group of experts to serve as forest rangers, and the monsters inside were not allowed to be killed at will.
Wow!
Accompanied by a flash of blue light, Chen Mu appeared in a secluded valley. The valley was lush with vegetation and teeming with snakes and insects, clearly a place rarely visited by humans.
In front of Chen Mu was a stone wall covered with vines. He reached out and touched the stone wall, revealing a nostalgic expression.
"More than twenty years have passed, and little has changed here."
He remembered the first time he came here. It was because Chen Hongjie didn't want him to venture into the Central Land, so he brought up the Thought of their ancestors, hoping to dissuade him from going Central Land.
But at that time, I was full of vigor and longing for the outside world, so how could I accept Chen Hongjie's opinion?
Chen Mu's right eye shone brightly as he scanned the stone wall, attempting to open it.
Snap! Thud... Boom boom boom!
With Chen Mu's current cultivation level, the mechanisms here were basically useless. He quickly found the key and opened the stone door.
"The mechanisms here use many Ancient Runes and are very ingenious in design, but unfortunately the materials supporting the mechanisms have been worn down over thousands of years and lack of maintenance, and have lost their power over time."
Otherwise, cultivators below the Emperor Level should be unable to breach this place.
From the scene here, Chen Mu could already deduce the process of the Chen Clan's decline.
Back then, a small branch of the Chen Clan Tribe fled from the Central Plains to the Wilderness. At first, they had a few Core Formation Realm cultivators who could maintain their reputation, but as an outsider, they were bound to be rejected.
Until the older generation died in battle, their descendants, lacking cultivation resources and secretly targeted by the forces of the Central Plains, eventually declined more and more, finding it increasingly difficult to move forward.
In order to survive, they had no choice but to move away from their ancestral land, conceal the glory of their ancestors from their descendants, and allow their descendants to completely integrate into the Wilderness and become true Wilderness tribespeople.
And so, after a thousand years of reproduction, even the clan chief of Chen Village had almost forgotten his ancestors. If Chen Mu had not appeared out of nowhere, the Chen Clan might still be struggling in this Wilderness land.
Chen Mu took a step and slowly walked into the depths of the cave from the entrance.
Seeing the murals on the stone wall again gave Chen Mu a new feeling.
He finally believed that everything in the mural was real: the ancestors of the Chen Clan had slain a giant dragon, hunted a phoenix, and fought against the heavenly soldiers and generals who conquered all realms.
"Unyielding and defying fate! Is this the spirit of the Chen Clan family ancestors?"
Soon, Chen Mu arrived at the deepest part of the passage, inside a spacious little cave.
On a high platform in the center of the cave stands a mottled stone tablet. The inscription on the tablet is blurred, but Chen Mu can still vaguely make out that it is an ancient poem.
"If I were ruthless, Heaven-Defying, and slaughter the gods and the earth, I would have no right to be king!"
The poem is signed by Chen Baxian, the last clan leader of the Chen Clan Tribe before its annihilation, according to legend.
" The God-Slaying Art states that to unleash the full power of the God-Slaying Bloodline, one must be free of any emotions, otherwise it will affect the formation of the God-Slaying Soul Seal."
The Chen Clan ancestors were unable to completely abandon their emotions, which ultimately led to their defeat and their current predicament.
The poems on the stone tablet were filled with deep resentment, and Chen Mu sighed inwardly, feeling the same injustice done to his ancestors.
What difference is there between a person living without emotions and a walking corpse?
He couldn't help but think of his father, Chen Haoran. If he were in the Primordial Heavenly Realm right now, he would probably be struggling with the choice between power and humanity!
"Although the Wentian Spear Technique also pursues power, it is not as extreme as the power to God-Slaying God, which requires people to abandon their emotions."
Here, I can feel the indomitable will of my ancestors to fight against fate. Guided by this will, I should be able to comprehend the Wentian Spear Technique.
This is why Chen Mu came here. The first time he came here, he felt a strong sense of indomitable will in this cave.
Although this will cannot immediately enhance a person's strength, it can transform their soul. This is perhaps the only complete thing that Chen Village has inherited from its ancestors.