1048: Chapter 1047 The Spirit of the Relic, Seven Minor Supernatural Powers

Inside the Canglan Secret Realm, the slaughter continued, but the number of Wind Wolves had plummeted due to constant hunting; now, new wolf packs could only be encountered by venturing deep into the core area.

Forces from many great powers had already headed to the core zone ahead of time to wait—they knew that the scattered fragments of dao marks crystallization were merely bonuses, and the true highlight was always the Legacy deep within the Canglan Legacy.

Canglan was a half-step Rank 6 powerhouse during his lifetime, only a hair's breadth away from ascending to a higher Realm. Unfortunately, he was besieged by enemies at the moment of his Breakthrough and ultimately fell, leaving behind only this Secret Realm.

If one could obtain his Legacy, even if they could not reach his former heights in the future, they would certainly not be far off.

“Why hasn't the trial for the final Legacy started yet? Are there still conditions that haven't been met?”

A Prodigy from a major power looked up at the grey sky and muttered with a frown.

Beside him, people were arriving one after another to offer the dao marks crystallization fragments they had hunted for him to use in comprehending the Great Dao of Wind.

Most of the Prodigies from other major powers were doing the same.

They were all top talents specifically cultivated for this Secret Realm journey, specializing in the path of wind. They understood in their hearts that to obtain the Legacy, the more wind dao marks they condensed themselves, the greater their hope would be.

Among the crowd, Black Dream quietly hid herself without exposing her identity, only using a voice transmission to ask Bai Luo:

“Is there any intelligence?”

“Canglan was, after all, a half-step Rank 6 existence. How could his arrangements and thoughts be easily surmised by the likes of us?”

Bai Luo shook her head gently, her expression solemn.

There were too many factions involved right now; even she didn't dare say she had absolute certainty in helping Black Dream obtain the Legacy.

“However, please rest assured, Your Highness. To show our sincerity, my Hundred Flowers Immortal Domain will surely obtain three Minor Divine Abilities or one Middle Divine Ability for Your Highness.”

This was not because the Hundred Flowers Immortal Domain was stingy or unwilling to teach the Divine Abilities of their own Star Domain.

Setting aside whether those Divine Abilities were compatible with Black Dream's path of Cultivation, even if they were suitable, Black Dream could never openly perform them. Otherwise, once the charge of 'colluding with external forces' was leveled against her, she would completely lose the qualification to compete for that position.

The Divine Abilities in the Canglan Secret Realm were different—as long as Black Dream could obtain part of the Legacy, she could distinguish herself before the high-level officials of the Black Cloud Empire and then use that to exchange for corresponding resources.

At that time, if the Hundred Flowers Immortal Domain added fuel to the fire in secret, it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

“That would be for the best. Also, do not let Black Forest know about this for the time being.”

Black Dream gave a final instruction via voice transmission. Although Black Forest was someone sent by her maternal clan to protect her, he might not be entirely on her side.

To be safe, she had to act cautiously and decide everything after returning to discuss it with her mother.

“Understood.”

Bai Luo was naturally happy to see this as well; exposing things too early would be of no benefit to either party.

“By the way, have you spotted my teacher?”

Black Dream suddenly asked again. By now, the members of her team had gathered one after another, but there was still no sign of Li Wuji.

“I haven't. Perhaps he is still in the outer regions.”

Bai Luo shook her head slightly, a hint of inquiry flashing through her eyes as she looked at Black Dream.

“Is he Your Highness's confidant?”

In her view, Li Wuji had only just entered Rank 4. Although he could be considered barely acceptable, the fact that he could make this princess so concerned made her somewhat curious.

“You need not ask more about this. If you see my teacher, just inform me immediately.”

Black Dream's tone was flat, but it carried a distance that did not allow for further probing.

On the outermost edge of the crowd, on a hillside that no one noticed, a young man wearing a smiley-face mask stood quietly with his hands behind his back, looking up at the increasingly gloomy sky.

By his side, a figure dressed in blue robes appeared at some point.

Her face was covered by a light veil, making her features hard to discern, except for a pair of eyes as sharp as swords; wherever her gaze swept, a faint chill seemed to flow.

It was Li Wuji and the Sword Fairy who had recently risen to fame—Galan.

“I didn't expect you to come as well. Do you want to use this place to Breakthrough that final step?”

Li Wuji spoke slowly, his voice calm and without ripples.

Galan bowed slightly, a look of determination flashing in her eyes:

“Yes, Master.

Without entering Rank 5, one is ultimately an ant.

Only by stepping into this Realm now will I barely have the qualification to follow in your footsteps; otherwise... I will have no further use.”

Li Wuji said no more, only taking out a potion that shimmered with a faint blue luster and handing it over.

“This potion cannot directly increase your strength, but it can add a bit of certainty during your Breakthrough and perhaps nourish your Foundation.

As for the final effect, it still depends on yourself and the degree of Fusion with the medicinal properties.”

After many trials, Li Wuji had long understood that characteristic potions were not omnipotent.

Relying on potions to stack one's cultivation not only yielded minimal results but could also lead to the collapse of one's Dao Foundation due to medicinal conflicts.

Even with potions from the same source, they might show completely different results on the same person.

Galan took it solemnly and bowed:

“Thank you for the gift, Master. I am willing to forever be the sword in Master's hand, cutting down all obstacles on the path ahead.”

At Li Wuji's sign, Galan departed for the time being to find a hidden place to refine the potion.

Li Wuji remained standing on the hillside, seemingly waiting for something.

Time passed quietly, and several days later, the entire Canglan Legacy was suddenly swept by howling gales, and the sky and earth changed color.

Everyone looked up at the sky in unison, their eyes reflecting the long-suppressed heat and expectation—

The Legacy trial was finally about to begin.

Amidst the howling gales, a blurred figure slowly condensed from the depths of the sky.

He was clad in a light green flowing-cloud robe, his face shrouded in a hazy halo, with only his eyes as clear as mirrors, reflecting the countless restless figures below.

Without the need for words, a hint of vast pressure originating from a half-step Rank 6 spread out like a tide, instantly silencing the noisy scene.

“Spirit of the Legacy.”

Someone whispered the reverent title.

That figure—the Spirit of the Canglan Legacy—calmly scanned the dense crowd below, as if passing over a stretch of silent sand.

He slowly raised his hand, and seven spheres of light, different in color yet equally dazzling, emerged from the Void Realm, floating above his palm.

The light spheres rotated slowly, seemingly containing countless dao marks within; wind whistling, thunder rumbling, water surging, fire burning, earth moving, light shining, dark eroding... distinctly different auras of Dao rhymes intertwined and spread, causing everyone's breathing to involuntarily become heavy.

“Divine Ability light spheres, inside are complete Divine Ability Legacies!”

“There are as many as seven!”

“The colors and auras are all different, could they correspond to different attributes?”

“No, they are still primarily based on the Wind Dao, but fused with dao marks of other attributes. Truly worthy of a former half-step Rank 6 powerhouse, to be able to create such Divine Abilities.”

Exclamations and greedy whispers boiled suppressedly among the crowd; even the Prodigies of the major powers could not hide the heat in their eyes at this moment.

Divine Ability!

Even if it was only a Minor Divine Ability, it was a precious Legacy sufficient to make a Rank 4 powerhouse's combat power soar and establish an advantage over those of the same rank, and even more likely the key to opening the door to the final Legacy!