While Canglan Immortal Intent was still stunned, Chen Yang stepped forward and held out the newly repaired fragment of Immortal Intent.
"I never speak falsely. Take a close look, fellow Daoist. Is this fragment a forgery?"
Canglan Immortal Intent silently took back the fragment of his true form. After sensing it carefully, he murmured in disbelief, "It... really came back together... Incredible..."
The methods Chen Yang's subordinates had displayed had opened his eyes. He had never imagined such wondrous arts existed.
If he had tried to fuse those five fragments with his own Daoist power, it would have taken him well over a decade to repair them completely.
Yet with the help of the gods of Canglan Divine Palace, it had taken less than a day!
"Unbelievable... Truly unbelievable..."
After marveling at this, Canglan Immortal Intent's opinion of Chen Yang improved considerably. "Very well... As agreed... I can tell you where some treasures are... Is there anything you're looking for?"
"There is."
Chen Yang answered, then summoned the Divine Path Stele from the palace with a thought. "This is a treasure of my path from days past. Its counterparts are scattered across Azure Waves, their whereabouts unknown. If you know where they are, I hope you'll tell me."
"This thing... I remember it... Wait a moment..."
Canglan Immortal Intent examined the Divine Path Stele, then drew on his own Daoist power and began searching.
Before long, he condensed projections of two hidden places with spiritual energy.
One was a land swept by wind and snow; the other lay concealed in the deep sea.
Chen Yang looked closer and saw a Divine Path Stele in each place. Delight surged through him.
Those steles recorded cultivation methods for many divine arts and traditions of the past. They were of extraordinary importance to