The "Pure Scripture" is a mystical artifact. Though it lacks flesh and blood, it possesses emotions and thoughts.
It has witnessed countless individuals within the sect, some seeking enlightenment, authority, immortality, or grandeur... all sorts, endless in number.
Among them are outstanding seeds of true transmission with unparalleled talents; noble scions of illustrious families; and even prodigious Daoists from across the ages.
But never has anyone declared to transform the "demonic" into "holy," to allow the Four Reversals Sect to become renowned throughout the Divine Land, astonishing ancient and modern times, deserving the word "greatness."
At this moment, Bai Qi, in the eyes of the "Pure Scripture," seemed to be gilded in a layer of bright gold foil, like a divine statue in a temple, emitting dazzling light, making it somewhat difficult to gaze upon.
"Young brother, you truly consider the future of the Four Reversals Sect and think deeply about its prospects!"
