Devouring the Stars: Withdrawing Talents

Chapter 227 Human, congratulations.

The place of assessment.

Yang Wu sat cross-legged in front of the ancient stone tablet, and separated a trace of his consciousness to enter the virtual universe.

Yuxiang Mountain, primitive area.

In the training ground of Manor No. 114, Yang Wu opened the fourth volume of "Time and Space Essays", which corresponded to the fourth star map of the Nine-Sky Chaos Monument.

Before he fully understood the 108 basic mysteries of the essence of the laws of space, Yang Wu had never read this book to avoid affecting his analysis of the essence of space.

And now.

All 108 basic mysteries have been fully understood, which can speed up the comprehension of the fourth star map.

The first three pictures on the Nine-Universe Chaos Monument can only be regarded as the basics. Although the middle three pictures are extremely complex, they are actually the integration of 108 kinds of spatial essences.

According to the normal comprehension of practitioners, the fourth star map corresponds to the 10th to 12th floors of Tongtian Bridge. However, if one takes the route of analyzing the essence of the laws, the 108 basic and mysterious perceptions are equivalent to the 12th floor of Tongtian Bridge.

In the training field, Yang Wu began to flip through books and practice secret techniques, while the giant beast of destruction in the Palace of Time began to practice the third level of "Flowing Light and Instant Shadow".

No matter what.

Secret methods that can save lives are given priority in practice.

……

At the actual assessment site, Yang Wu once again sorted out his understanding of the law of fire and air fusion, then stood up and walked to the ancient stone tablet.

boom!
It was just a simple straight punch, but it carried a hint of mysterious artistic conception, stirring up the origin of the universe, which instantly echoed with the patterns on the stone tablet.

Click!

The huge and ancient stone tablet began to crackle as if it was under tremendous pressure the moment Yang Wu's fist touched the surface of the tablet.

The starry sky is dim.

As if he had suffered a heavy blow, countless meteors fell from the starry sky. Suddenly, he felt a change in time and space, and the next moment Yang Wu appeared in a palace.

In this vast and boundless palace, both vision and telekinesis are suppressed. It can be observed within a kilometer range, but beyond one kilometer there is chaos.

There are eight stone pillars standing in the main hall, and complex secret patterns of laws are carved on the stone pillars, making the hall ripple with faint fluctuations of laws.

A black rock staircase extends to the red throne above.

There was nothing above the throne, but below the side of the throne, there was a statue of a strange beast lying, emitting a terrifying aura that made people tremble.

The statue of the strange beast is dark red all over, somewhat similar to the "Qilin" in ancient Earth legends, but it has a pair of wings and its entire body is lying on the ground.

Eyes closed.

"Humanity!"

What the hell!

Yang Wu was looking at the statue of the strange beast carefully, and the deep voice almost scared him to jump.

The "Qilin" statue suddenly opened its huge red pupils, stared at Yang Wu closely, and actually spoke in human language.

Is this statue alive?
No, this is not a statue at all, but a puppet with self-awareness, a fire puppet with the power to become an immortal king.

"Seen..."

"You don't have to do this. I'm just a flame puppet left by my master in the inheritance land."

Just as Yang Wu was about to bow, the "Qilin" statue shook its head, then climbed up and walked down the steps, its body quickly shrinking and coming in front of Yang Wu.

"You are special!"

The "Qilin" strange beast circled around Yang Wu, then lay on the ground, staring at Yang Wu with its red pupils.

"Uh, senior..."

"You can call me Lingqi. I can't bear the title of senior. I was wondering why I was awakened from my deep sleep. It turned out to be you who did it."

The Qilin beast seemed a little dissatisfied, and exhaled two streams of white air from its nostrils. The white air had just been exhaled for less than half a meter when it dissipated into thin air.

"He clearly possesses the strength to become a king, yet he always likes to appear weak."

"Humph!"

As the Qilin beast finished speaking, a streak of light flew out of the distant fog. It was a small red token with a pattern of a strange beast engraved on it.

"Human!" "Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification for inheritance!"

"This is the inheritance token of the inheritor. If you integrate your spiritual imprint into it, you will be able to obtain information related to the inheritance."

Yang Wu took the token. He didn't know what metal it was made of. The inheritance token felt slightly warm in his hand, and his spiritual imprint merged into it, refining and binding it in an instant.

A message quickly came into my mind.

The inheritance of the Seven Flames Palace is divided into seven levels, corresponding to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple.

Yang Wu’s red token corresponds to the first level of red inheritance. As long as he accepts the first level of inheritance, he can upgrade it to an orange inheritance token.

Comprehend the second level of inheritance!
Every new inheritor has one free opportunity to comprehend the inheritance. Once the opportunity to comprehend is used up, they can only wait for the next opportunity to resume.

10081 era!

Every 10081 epochs, the inheritance opportunity will automatically recover.

"Luckily I have a cheat!"

This condition is actually not too bad for Yang Wu. After all, his cheat is reliable. As long as he keeps the opportunity in reality, he can brush it infinitely in the simulation.

and.

The identity of the inheritor is bound to death. Unless the inheritor dies, the number of inheritances of the Seven Flames Palace can be accumulated continuously.

For the immortals with infinite lifespans, 10081 eras can pass by just by enduring. This opportunity to comprehend the way of the Beast God is worth their wait.

Someone like King Zhen Yan, who was invincible after being crowned as a king, was stuck at that step and could not make any progress. However, not long after he went to the Zushen Sect to receive the inheritance of the Beast God, he broke through to become the Universe Venerable.

Accumulation is important.

But the opportunity for breakthrough is even more critical.

"besides!"

"Based on your performance in the assessment, the Heritage Hall will grant you a treasure."

As soon as the Qilin beast finished speaking, a streak of light flew out from the distant fog again, quickly stopped in front of Yang Wu and revealed its true appearance.

This is a small, crystal-clear bell with faint secret patterns emerging on it. It exudes an extremely heavy aura that makes people's souls feel palpitations and tremors.

"Soul Heart Bell, this precious soul treasure, is given to you today!"

The small crystal bell flew towards Yang Wu. Yang Wu suppressed his excitement and put it into the world ring to refine it later.

"Inheritor, are you ready to accept the first level of inheritance? If so, just activate the inheritance token and let me know."

The Qilin beast slowly climbed onto the throne above and slowly lay down beside it.

"no!"

"I don't have enough experience, I'll come back next time!" Yang Wu shook his head and refused.

joke.

This inheritance opportunity has been used up, and the next opportunity will have to wait until after the 10081th era. By then, I'm afraid no one will care about this inheritance anymore.

This is not Yang Wu's self-praise, but comes from his confidence in hanging on the wall and his trust in hanging on the wall.

brush!
Yang Wu activated the inheritance token, which instantly turned into a red light and dissipated in the inheritance hall.

"Ah, hateful humans!"

Seeing Yang Wu disappear in the inheritance hall, the "Qilin" beast under the throne suddenly jumped up and bared its fangs and claws towards the place where Yang Wu disappeared.

"How despicable! He actually beat my puppet into a retard with just one punch. I finally managed to sleep for billions of years, but now I have to go back to my old ways."

The Qilin monster shook its body, and suddenly its shape twisted into a human boy, about seven years old, with dark red skin and two black horns on his head.

"This guy is really a monster. Maybe he can truly accept the master's entire inheritance. Then I won't have to stay in this boring inheritance palace forever."

Swish!
A flash of light appeared in the hall, and a strange Qilin beast exactly like it appeared, except that some of its arms and legs were missing, and there was a black mark on its wings.

Ping Pong Pong...

The sound of ping-pong echoed in the hall. The little boy swung a huge hammer and started repairing the Qilin monster puppet with a ping-pong sound.

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(End of this chapter)