The Scroll World

Luo Feng stood on the small floating landmass, surveying his surroundings.

“Observe the void around you to gain a secret technique, master it, and you can enter the ninth floor? Fail, and this memory will be erased, and you’ll leave Wuqi Tower?” Luo Feng frowned. The temptation of entering the ninth floor was immense, but the countless characters suspended in the void before him left him somewhat bewildered, unsure how to begin.

At a glance...

It was like a sky full of stars, each character a star, interconnected. Because they were all clustered together, it was impossible to discern where this 'secret technique' began or ended, or how to segment the sentences.

“To cultivate the secret technique, I must first sort out its complete content?” Luo Feng gazed at the countless characters suspended in the distant void. “But I don't understand it at all, so how can I segment the sentences?”

“If I can't even segment the sentences, how can I cultivate it?”

Luo Feng was troubled.

...

Time flowed, and in a blink, nine days had passed.

“How exactly do I cultivate this?” Luo Feng stared at the individual characters.

Each character emitted light, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.

Countless characters... like a colossal scroll, connected from beginning to end, displayed before Luo Feng. Yet, he simply couldn't comprehend it. He had studied the characters' light, but still couldn't grasp its meaning.

“Am I to be stopped at this eighth floor?” Luo Feng was unwilling, but these countless characters, like a giant scroll, truly resembled a heavenly script.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly!

Luo Feng, who had been studying the scroll characters, felt all the characters on the giant scroll in the void light up simultaneously. In an instant, his consciousness was drawn into the scroll. It was as if using a 'Virtual Universe Sensor' to enter the Virtual Universe; at this moment, Luo Feng's consciousness entered the scroll.

...

Luo Feng stood motionless on the floating landmass. The star-like characters on the circular scroll in the distant void brightened considerably, flickering rhythmically, imbued with a special cadence.

Whoosh!

A blurry figure materialized in the void.

He wore a luxurious royal robe, wreathed in a faint black glow. The indistinct figure stood in the void, and as he stood there, it was as if the entire eighth floor world revolved around him. An absolute nobility emanated from him as he gazed at Luo Feng, who stood dumbfounded on the distant landmass.

“He’s the second one,” the black-glowing figure sighed softly. “The last consciousness that entered the scroll world failed quickly. I wonder if this one can succeed...”

“Perhaps, I'm hoping for too much?”

“My Jinzhi World, though vast and immense, to produce a peerless individual capable of cultivating this secret technique, perhaps it's still unrealistic. But, besides this, what else can I do? What else can I do? My true self is destroyed... I have no choice, no choice.” The black-glowing figure sighed softly.

“Among countless lives, miracles will eventually be born, right?”

The black-glowing figure looked at Luo Feng in the distance, filled with anticipation.

And Luo Feng stood there, dumbfounded, his consciousness having already entered the scroll world.

...

In the Scroll World.

Luo Feng felt his consciousness being drawn in, a sensation akin to entering the Virtual Universe. His vision blurred, and he found himself before a majestic palace emitting a faint purple light.

This palace was built atop endless mountains.

Luo Feng looked, and the majestic palace appeared shrouded in clouds and mist, indistinct. A mere glance brought a powerful oppressive feeling. Luo Feng looked back into the distance... the mountain range he was on was boundless, with no end in sight.

“What is this place? I was just observing those void characters, and my consciousness was forcibly pulled in?” Luo Feng found it increasingly mysterious.

How powerful was his will?

Yet, the circular scroll formed by the void characters forcibly dragged his consciousness in.

“Come in!” “Come in!” “Come in!”...

A series of calls emanated from the gate of the majestic palace, which glowed with a faint purple light, instantly disorienting Luo Feng. He foolishly walked directly towards the palace gate, heading deeper into the grand hall.

“Hmm?”

Luo Feng suddenly startled awake, immediately looking around. “I'm inside the grand hall? I was controlled without any warning; this, this gap is too vast.”

This was an extremely magnificent hall, with exquisite pillars lining its edges. The pillars were carved with various scenes, and the distant walls also bore decorations. Everything exuded a powerful oppressive aura, but Luo Feng tried to see clearly... yet still couldn't make anything out, not even the ground beneath his feet, like looking at flowers through mist.

“Boom!”

The entire grand hall suddenly trembled violently.

Luo Feng immediately turned around, only to see a strange beast appear out of thin air within the hall. This beast was covered in black scales, its body resembling a lion, with a curved purple horn on its forehead and purple light in its eyes. As it walked through the hall, the entire hall quivered.

“You are...” Luo Feng looked at the strange beast.

“I am the secret technique itself,” the purple-horned beast said proudly.

Luo Feng was stunned: “The secret technique itself?”

“What, even weapons and such can have spirits, so why can't this secret technique?” the purple-horned beast sneered.

Luo Feng was taken aback.

Then, ecstatic!

Heavens.

A Spirit of the Secret Technique?

A random soldier from Jinzhi World might not understand the meaning of 'Spirit of the Secret Technique,' but Luo Feng, having inherited the Duan Dong River lineage, knew about ancient civilizations... naturally understood what a 'Spirit of the Secret Technique' was. In ancient civilizations, only some incredibly heaven-defying super existences, those standing at the pinnacle of the entire ancient civilization, would expend great effort to refine a 'Secret Technique Treasure' when selecting a worthy successor for their proud ultimate technique.

This allowed the secret technique to contain a spirit.

For a secret technique to merge and form a spirit was extremely demanding. In the Duan Dong River lineage, only the third generation ancestor could achieve this. None of the other inheritors throughout history could.

A secret technique with a spirit would naturally choose its truly suitable master. If other powerful individuals attempted to forcibly acquire this secret technique through sheer strength, they would only fail... and the Secret Technique Treasure could not acknowledge a master, making it impossible to erase the spirit. After all, only a master could easily erase the spirit of a treasure, or a super powerful individual could destroy the treasure, naturally destroying its spirit as well.

But who among those capable of refining Secret Technique Treasures wasn't a super existence of ancient civilization?

For example, if the third generation ancestor created a Spirit of the Secret Technique, even the third generation ancestor himself, if he didn't acknowledge a master, couldn't destroy the treasure he refined. So, such a 'Spirit of the Secret Technique' was difficult to destroy, but it was even harder to meet the requirements to obtain the ultimate technique that such a peak existence prided themselves on.

“What kind of secret technique is this, to specifically have a Spirit of the Secret Technique? Could this be something created by His Majesty the God King?” Luo Feng mused. “Even in my Duan Dong River lineage, only the third generation ancestor could achieve this.”

...

Facing this purple-horned beast, Luo Feng obediently listened, as even the third generation ancestor couldn't use force; everything had to follow the rules set by the creator of the Spirit of the Secret Technique.

“The fact that you could enter the scroll world shows you have some foundation,” the purple-horned beast said. “But whether you can obtain this secret technique depends on your strength. Watch closely—”

The purple-horned beast's horn suddenly shot out four beams of light.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four beams of light struck four different corners of the grand hall, and immediately, four gigantic scroll paintings appeared simultaneously on the four walls of the hall. The scrolls unrolled, revealing countless characters. However, the characters on three of the scrolls were completely indistinct.

Only one scroll.

The characters on the scroll suspended in mid-air before the palace gate were perfectly clear, and Luo Feng could read them completely.

“These four scrolls,” the purple-horned beast said. “The one before you, the only one you can clearly see, is the 'Guiding Secret Technique' for the entire secret technique.”

“Guiding Secret Technique?” Luo Feng nodded.

The Guiding Secret Technique... a peak existence of ancient civilization, having finally found an inheritor. It would be one thing if the inheritor was killed during their growth. But if they were killed and their memories searched, causing their proud super secret technique to leak, that would be a huge problem. Therefore, they would implement many preventative measures.

For example, the 'inheritance mark' of the Duan Dong River lineage. Bound by the inheritance mark, Luo Feng absolutely could not leak it. Even if he were killed and his memories searched, the inheritance mark would collapse and destroy everything, making it impossible for enemies to extract it.

Of course, many major powers, like His Majesty the God King, when transmitting to their subordinates, would gradually teach more profound techniques as the subordinates grew stronger. The stronger the subordinate, the harder it would be to extract memories from them.

This was neither a true lineage inheritance nor a transmission to a subordinate. Instead, it used methods like the 'Spirit of the Secret Technique' to cast a wide net across the world to seek inheritors. Generally, a 'Guiding Secret Technique' would be used. Once the Guiding Secret Technique was mastered, it could 'guide' the true powerful secret technique within. Even if memories were searched, under the influence of the Guiding Secret Technique, the true secret technique could not be extracted.

...

Besides its 'secret technique protection' function, the Guiding Secret Technique usually also served to 'select qualified inheritors.' This secret technique would have many difficult aspects, and only those who met the requirements could master it.

Mastering the Guiding Secret Technique naturally meant one could learn this secret technique, and thus, it would be 'guided' in.

Everything would be accomplished.

...

“The more powerful a secret technique, the more it needs to be cultivated, even by Void True Gods, Eternal True Gods, and even higher beings,” Luo Feng thought. “As a Law Master, I certainly can't master this entire set of secret techniques right now. If I could master it all, it would mean this secret technique has little value.”

“So, the meaning of Wuqi Tower's eighth floor...”

“It's probably to master the 'Guiding Secret Technique,' and then fully 'guide' the powerful secret technique into the soul! Remembering it would signify success. If the Guiding Secret Technique isn't mastered, then it's likely a failure.” Luo Feng quickly understood the true meaning of Wuqi Tower's eighth floor.

Master the Guiding Secret Technique, obtain this complete secret technique, and then one can enter Wuqi Tower's ninth floor.

This was the final hurdle!

“This Guiding Secret Technique must be very difficult, otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many hurdles before it. And no one in Jinzhi World has succeeded for a long time.” Luo Feng began to carefully examine the scroll floating directly before the palace gate. The purple-horned beast beside him continued: “This Guiding Secret Technique has stringent requirements. The cultivator should ideally be a Law Master, and at most, a True God. If their strength is any higher... there will be no possibility of successful cultivation.”