Chapter 79 The Humanoid Wheel of Fate

A Human-Shaped Life Wheel is unheard of throughout the ages.

The Life Wheel is the embodiment of everyone's Dao. If it were Senior Brother Li Hanguang, his Life Wheel might be sword-shaped or take the form of a Daoist text.

And for Second Senior Brother Ye Fashan, his Life Wheel is most likely to manifest as a Talisman.

The path everyone walks causes their Life Wheel to gradually form a fixed shape according to their Dao.

Or, to put it another way, the Life Wheel is naturally a piece of uncut jade, and the process of a person pursuing the Dao is like carving and sculpting the Life Wheel, stroke by stroke.

However, it seems that since ancient times, there has never been a Life Wheel that is human-shaped.

He plans to ask his Revered Master about this when he returns, but for now, he still needs to ponder the Inscriptions carved all over that Human-Shaped Life Wheel.

Just a moment ago, he had only glanced at it, and he immediately felt dizzy and confused, as if his brain had been stuffed with countless chaotic things all at once.

Now that his thoughts had recovered, he was wondering what he had just seen on those Inscriptions.

Jiang Chen could not clearly explain or describe it now, but the fragments he had seen earlier were already deeply etched into his mind.

They could not be forgotten or erased no matter what.

He looked at the strange Inscriptions again.

His mind spun with dizziness again; even though the scripture had been memorized by him, he still could not see it clearly, forming a paradox.

But after Jiang Chen recovered, he was surprised to find that unique insights into various Divine Abilities and Spells had appeared in his mind, which greatly increased the experience points of all his Divine Abilities and Spells!

Especially a few of the Level 1 and Level 2 Divine Abilities, which had directly risen to Level 3!

The remaining Level 3 and Level 4 Divine Abilities and Spells also gained many insights, and their experience points increased significantly.

[Skills: Combat Mastery (Level 4); Blade Mastery (Level 3); Sword Mastery (Level 4); Talisman Arts (Level 3); Golden Light Incantation (Level 3); Three Souls Restraint Technique (Level 3); Shangqing Image-Aspect Sword (Level 3); Mastery of Five Thunders (Level 3); Golden Light Ground-Traversing (Level 3)]

[Talisman Arts requires upgrading 10 types of Talismans to Level 4]

[Experience required to upgrade Golden Light Incantation: 9642/10000]

[Experience required to upgrade Three Souls Restraint Technique: 8125/10000]

[Experience required to upgrade Shangqing Image-Aspect Sword: 5420/10000]

[Experience required to upgrade Mastery of Five Thunders: 4968/10000]

[Experience required to upgrade Golden Light Ground-Traversing: 4012/10000]

His Golden Light Incantation was even just a sliver away from upgrading to Level 4.

This left Jiang Chen shocked beyond measure; this shock was no less than when the System first appeared or when he outlined the true form of the Ancestral Master Zhenwu.

What exactly is the origin of his Life Wheel?

Why could just glancing at a part of the Inscriptions on it grant him so many insights?

Jiang Chen could not fathom the connection, but the benefits were self-evident.

He rested for a moment, then attempted to observe the Inscriptions in his mind once again.

Hum!

As Jiang Chen looked, he only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and he felt dizzy and lightheaded once again.

Immediately afterward, many more insights flooded his heart, and for a moment, he found himself unable to restrain them.

The rapid increase and accumulation of insights forced him to release the pent-up power in his chest.

Jiang Chen subconsciously extended his palm, his thumb tightly clenched, and the other four fingers rhythmically gripped the thumb, forming a fist-like hand gesture.

Yet, no unusual phenomena occurred.

Within the ward, two night watchmen, one holding a lantern and a gong, the other holding a clapper, walked along the street. Every twenty or so steps, the one with the clapper would quickly strike the gong three times.

"The weather is dry, beware of fire!"

"The Hour of the Bo has arrived, close doors and windows, guard against theft and burglary!"

They had done this daily routine so many times that they had long since become proficient, and they were not at all afraid of any thieves or strange occurrences on the street.

Moreover, tonight the moon was full, so even without lanterns, everything was bright.

But as they walked today, they suddenly felt that something was slightly off.

"Third Brother, it seems like something isn't right?"

The younger one swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his heart pounding, and said tremblingly.

"Don't scare yourself. This is Chang'an, protected by so many big shots and immortals; nothing will happen." Old Third looked around and also started to feel a bit uneasy.

Unknowingly, a breeze seemed to blow through the street, but this wind blowing on them brought waves of chill.

The sky was already pitch black as ink, and this inkiness was so thick that even the firelight from the lanterns was minimal, unable to illuminate the scene more than a zhang away.

"Third Brother, look, the moon, how did the moon disappear!" Suddenly, the younger one exclaimed softly, looking up at the sky.

Third Brother looked up, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw that in the sky, there was no longer the originally bright moon; there was only deep darkness.

...

In the top floor of the Zither Pavilion in Chongren Ward, Su Baiwei, who had been sitting cross-legged on the couch, suddenly woke up.

Her face was pale, and she looked out the window with terror. As an anomaly, she was the most sensitive to the great power of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the heavenly might covered most of the sky above Chang'an, and it also severely suppressed Su Baiwei, as if she could die and vanish under such heavenly might at any moment.

"This, Zhang Ciyu has come to Chang'an?! Is he crazy?!"

Zhang Ciyu, the current Sect Leader of Mount Longhu, is also a Revered Master of Thunder Spells; when it comes to this Dao, almost no one in the world can surpass him.

Only Grand Master Sima Chengzhen is an unknown, but Grand Master Sima Chengzhen has never revealed in the mortal world whether he has any attainments in Thunder Spells.

Therefore, the current Profound Gate generally believes that the number one in Thunder Spells is Zhang Ciyu.

And for such a Thunder Spell that almost triggered a change in the celestial phenomena of the entire Chang'an, Su Baiwei could not think of a second person besides Zhang Ciyu.

It was just that she could not figure out for the life of her what Zhang Ciyu wanted to do by pulling this stunt right after arriving in Chang'an—was he not afraid of the Saint's wrath?

Suddenly, in the pitch-black night, a silver-white bolt of lightning slashed down from the sky, connecting with the earth and tearing the pitch-black night into two halves.

This lightning bolt seemed to be the starting signal for a frenzy of heaven and earth. Instantly, countless wild thunderbolts descended from the sky like a torrential downpour, baring fangs and brandishing claws, as if the Heavenly Lord was enraged.

Rumble! Rumble!

The incessant sound of thunder struck Su Baiwei's heart, one after another, making her face turn increasingly pale.

The originally pitch-black sky seemed to have turned into a silver-white world at this moment, so blinding that Su Baiwei dared not open her eyes.

Faintly, cries of alarm came from downstairs.

Crackle!

A thunderbolt landed directly above the pavilion, still reaching out toward Su Baiwei with an incomparably fierce momentum.

Su Baiwei's expression changed drastically, becoming extremely ugly.

She opened her mouth and spat out a Demon Core glowing with a soft luster.

The thunderbolt did not slow down, striking heavily toward Su Baiwei, but at this moment, the Demon Core suddenly shone brightly, and the thunderbolt that was originally going to strike Su Baiwei slightly changed direction, striking heavily onto the Demon Core.

"Pfft!"

Su Baiwei spat out a mouthful of blood, her complexion turning from white to red and then back to white, and the Demon Core, having withstood a heavy blow from the thunderbolt, fell back into her abdomen.

(Thank you all for the gifts!)