A white light gradually began to glow on the altar.
Waves of obscure energy permeated the area, causing all the Cultivators on the nine Celestial Roads around the altar to hold their breath, a sense of unease rising within them.
But no one spoke.
Ye Tianling's Soul Talent Sensing scanned the surroundings, but he didn't detect any of the top ten prodigies in the area.
It was as if they had all deliberately avoided this place.
Ye Tianling's Primordial Rune was becoming increasingly ancient and complex, and the time it took to condense it grew longer and longer.
A large number of Dao Rhyme Fragments flowed toward the center of Ye Tianling's forehead. The sight attracted the covetous gazes of countless Cultivators, yet not a single one dared to step forward.
In fact, when the Dao Rhyme Fragments passed by some of the Cultivators, they actively moved aside, afraid of causing any misunderstanding.
It wasn't that they didn't want to seize them; they simply didn't dare.
