The commotion caused by Li Xingkong was quite significant, and could be seen almost throughout the entire human kingdom.
Such a towering pillar of light would never be believed by anyone that it was merely used to build houses.
The main reason for making such a big fuss was that Li Xingkong wanted to conduct further research on this strange world.
The underlying physical rules of this world are no different from those of the outside world, the casting of spells is basically the same as in the universe, and even the formation effect of spells is identical.
Despite its seemingly fantastical worldview, the composition and mechanisms of basic matter are no different from those in the outside world.
It seems to be a real world, only I have appeared here in an unknown form.
After Li Xingkong and Guapilong found a place to stay, the village's banquet, which was originally scheduled to be held in the tavern, was moved to the castle. Compared to the simple tavern, the magnificent castle was obviously more suitable for entertaining distinguished guests.
The castle is very large; even if the entire town gathered here, it would still be spacious.
Guapilong was having a great time playing with his new friend Rose, while Li Xingkong sat down with Old Byrne, whom he had just met.
He had just heard a very important term: Crest.
This appears to be a special magical artifact native to the land, and considering that Old Byrne has dedicated his entire life to its study and continues to tirelessly pursue this field, the significance of this Crest is likely extraordinary.
If one wants to fully understand this world, then studying this Crest is probably essential.
With the scholar, Old Byrne, present, Li Xingkong could take this opportunity to chat with him and learn about this so-called Crest.
" Crest are divine gifts, manifestations of the goddess's power. Each Crest has its own unique effect; by carrying it, one can harness divine authority and enhance their strength."
Old Byrne told the truth, and then showed Li Xingkong a basic Crest he had in his hand.
The patterns on the surface of the Crest are quite complex; it seems that it would take a great deal of effort to outline even one of them.
Old Byrne had limited knowledge of Crest, or rather, his understanding of Crest was limited. Therefore, Li Xingkong was unable to deconstruct the principles of heraldry from the existing Crest and could only make a rough guess based on the functions of the existing Crest.
This Crest bears a strong resemblance to the talisman-making techniques I had previously learned.
Although talismans are generally one-time use, while Crest can be used for a long time, their core mechanisms are similar.
They all use specific patterns or characters to communicate with a powerful being and thus borrow a portion of its power.
The same applies to talismans. They are reported to the Heavenly Court and then borrow the power of Heaven and Earth to achieve all sorts of incredible effects.
Therefore, there is actually a powerful entity behind this world, but it does not reveal its true form, instead demonstrating its strength in another way.
Just as Li Xingkong was studying the Crest, an unexpected guest came to him.
He was a blond boy who looked to be only a teenager. He carried a large sword on his back, which made him taller than everyone else. The heavy sword seemed to have no effect on him at all.
The boy wasn't from the village, but his attire was quite common, making him look like an ordinary soldier.
"I've never seen you before, and you shouldn't be here."
After meeting Li Xingkong, the boy didn't do a conventional self-introduction or any polite gestures. Instead, he stared into Li Xingkong's eyes and spoke earnestly.
"Oh? What makes you say that?"
Li Xingkong was certain that this was the first time he had seen this boy; before this, the boy had never existed in this world.
The boy didn't explain much; instead, he reached behind him and grasped the hilt of the sword.
A faint energy emanated from around him, seemingly similar to Magic Power, but much simpler and more direct.
Li Xingkong pressed down with his Divine Sense, and the little boy who was preparing to fight was instantly pressed to the ground, and the giant sword in his hand also crashed to the side.
However, there was not a trace of panic in his eyes; instead, they were filled with a kind of moralistic rage.
"First, tell me... what's your name?"
Li Xingkong didn't intend to do anything to him. After demonstrating his strength, he relaxed the Divine Sense on him, allowing him to stand up.
"No, that's not right, it shouldn't be without you, it should be without you."
The little boy clutched his head and shook it, his face contorted in pain.
Seemingly realizing the difference in strength between himself and Li Xingkong, the boy didn't fight back after struggling, but instead charged headfirst into his greatsword.
Li Xingkong's reaction speed was far beyond that of a little boy; with just a flick of his wrist, the little boy was rendered immobile.
"We've only just met, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"
Li Xingkong was a little curious about what was going on with this little guy.
"I think he might have some ancient blood, and under certain circumstances, he glimpsed a glimpse of the future. Your appearance rendered his glimpse ineffective, which is why he became like this."
Old Byrne, sitting to the side, adjusted his glasses. As a scholar, he had his own speculations about this strange symptom.
"Ancient people?"
Li Xingkong used his Divine Sense to conjure several ropes and tied him to the chair, then turned to look at Old Byrne.
"The ancient people were a race that lived on the continent long ago. They possessed a great deal of forbidden knowledge and were even able to break through the sky and reach the realm of the goddess. However, an unknown accident caused them to disappear overnight."
"Among modern humans, there are occasionally descendants of ancient people who retain some of their bloodline. When activated, they can display some of the power of their ancestors."
"Seeing into the future was also a kind of ability of the ancients. Even now, there are rumors that prophets with the bloodline of the ancients are still alive, but they are still in some unknown place."
When Old Byrne mentioned the prophet, Li Xingkong clearly sensed a sudden change in the little boy's expression.
It seems he's probably connected to this prophet.
After all, he was just a child and hadn't received any special training; his emotions were all written on his face, and he couldn't hide them.
"In that case, let me take a look."
Although Li Xingkong didn't intend to kill him, it didn't seem like it was a bad idea to borrow some of the memories in his mind.
Just as Li Xingkong was about to make his move, a hiss came from outside the castle, and then a flame descended from the sky, shooting towards the castle.
Li Xingkong's Divine Sense transformed into a shield, firmly blocking the castle from the outside.
Then, a large hole was kicked open in the top of the castle, and a woman in a red cloak jumped down, her target the little boy.
Li Xingkong reached out to block her attack, but the woman's physical body was exceptionally strong, far surpassing that of any so-called warrior. She merely touched Li Xingkong's palm, then nimbly flipped over and landed in front of the little boy.