Outside the shattered altar, Wu Jianwu was focused on studying the script. Coupled with his understanding of the Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether, he delved deeper into his role.
This wasn't difficult for him, and this wasn't his first time acting as the ancient sovereign.
Back then, in the forbidden region of the Eight Sects Alliance's Mystic Nether Sect, he had used a similar method to trigger the fluctuations of the demon snake's skeleton.
Ning Yan and Nether Fairy also began to rehearse under the command of the heir.
It had to be said that the heir was indeed more suitable to lead this show than Chen Erniu. This was because under his gaze, everyone worked extremely hard and their understanding of their respective roles became more and more accurate.
"Pretty good. This kid, Wu Jianwu, is quite something. If we disregard his cultivation and only look at his expression and words, he really gives off the feeling of the ancient sovereign."
"This Ning Yan also is not bad. He is able to display half of Father's dignity."
"However, in comparison, the hatred in Nether Fairy's emotions is the truest. It can be considered a highlight."
"Chen Erniu only needs to stand there motionless, so he seems a bit lackluster."
The heir sat there with his third sister, fifth sister, and eighth brother. They looked at the group of juniors rehearsing and nodded slightly at each other. Occasionally, their gazes would land on Xu Qing in the distance. Seeing Xu Qing's occasional frown, the heir was satisfied.
"This kid has finally been stumped."
"The God Slaying Platform formed by Father's divine power is a trump card that gathered all his cultivation and experience. Not to mention this kid, even I… didn't manage to learn it back then, let alone now that countless years have passed. This place is already in ruins. No matter how he tries to comprehend, it's impossible for him to completely succeed."
The heir shook his head.
"Only Ninth Brother inherited his mantle…"
Thinking of his ninth brother, the heir sighed softly. Old Eighth, who was at the side, suddenly spoke.
"Big brother, this kind of spectator mentality isn't good. You know he can't succeed, so why let him comprehend?"
"You're too bad. Do you want this kid to succeed in comprehending or fail?"
The heir's expression darkened as he looked at Old Eighth.
Old Eighth shrunk his head. He knew that he had said something wrong again, so he revealed a fawning expression.
"Crown Prince is worried that Xu Qing will be complacent in his comprehension ability, so he wants him to realize his shortcomings here, allowing for better growth in the future."
"At the same time, with this experience, when Ninth Brother revives in the future, he can pass on the methods of the God Slaying Platform, and Xu Qing will learn better."
Princess Mingmei calmly spoke.
Fifth Sister nodded slightly. She also admired Xu Qing very much.
Old Eighth hesitated. There was something he wanted to say but he didn't dare to. However, in the end, he couldn't hold it in and spoke in a low voice.
"Then what if he really succeeds in comprehending the killing intent? After all, Father said in the past that existence leaves traces."
The heir fell silent.
Princess Mingmei was also silent.
Fifth Sister looked at Xu Qing's figure and spoke softly.
"That means that his comprehension ability is even more astonishing than Brother Nine's. Back then, Brother Nine was thought to have the same comprehension ability as Father…"
…
Existence meant traces.
This was the case for everything that had existed in this world.
Humans were like this, things were like this, and divine arts were like this.
The wind remembered everything, the earth retained memories, and so did the vast sky and all things in it. Even in the ever-changing world, the Heavenly Dao would retain the marks.
Even if the Heavenly Dao had forgotten, who could tell for sure there wasn't a higher will above the Heavenly Dao, documenting the countless scenes over the years?
However, some traces were too faint, making it very difficult for others to notice. They would instinctively think that everything had disappeared without a trace and no longer recognize it.
However, in reality, that might not be the case.
"What limits the strength of divine arts is imagination…" This sentence from Princess Mingmei had a great impact on Xu Qing. It also opened a window for him.
The scene outside the window wasn't fixed but determined by imagination.
Just like at this moment, Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the shattered altar, could sense the wind.
In this world, as the world was sealed, the wind blowing in it was ancient.
Xu Qing fell silent.
It wasn't just his movements that fell silent. It was also his heart, his body, his soul, and everything else.
All of them fell into a standstill as the wind blew over.
All the sounds in the external world were gone now. Absolute silence enveloped everything.
His mind was blank. There was no thought, only blankness.
There was no intention and no thoughts.
Only the wind, blowing in the realm of perception, didn't stir a strand of hair, didn't move a piece of clothing, yet it created layers of ripples in the sea of consciousness, drawing out concentric circles.
Amidst the ripples, some ink-like figures appeared.
Indistinct in appearance, without a fixed form, these ink shadows were blurry, constantly blending and separating, as if striving to piece together, attempting to truly form the picture.
Wanting to showcase the memories it held, display them to the outside world, reveal them to humans, and reveal them to Xu Qing.
However, it was a pity that perhaps it was because the traces hidden in the years were extremely faint, the ripples caused by the wind couldn't truly manifest the scene.
Xu Qing's comprehension ability also had a limit. It didn't really reach an unprecedented level.
Hence, he was unable to gain any true comprehension from this ink.
That ink gradually lost its strength, slowly calming down, gradually returning to water as water and ink as ink.
They no longer fused and hid themselves.
However, the instant this area of ink was about to dissipate, the unwillingness that Xu Qing instinctively felt rose in his sea of consciousness. His subconscious told him that this was a huge opportunity.
And this opportunity… would only come once.
If this area of ink really dissipated, he would forever lose this opportunity.
Hence, a rainbow light suddenly erupted from Xu Qing's sea of consciousness. It shone in all directions and fused into the ink that was about to dissipate. It imitated, scooped, and sensed.
If it was in the past, Xu Qing wouldn't be able to do this.
But now, the insight of simulation he gained from the morning glow made everything that seemed impossible become possible.
At the next instant, the ink churned and rainbow colors spread out, outlining scenes between them, forming figures.
Although it was still blurry, it was much better than before.
The scenes that appeared were even fuller and the figures that appeared became clearer.
They collided with each other, blending and melding, seemingly trying to reveal a complete scene.
One could vaguely see two figures in that scene. One was in the sky and the other was on the ground.
The figure in the sky raised his hand and the figure on the ground looked up.
However, at the instant when the scene was about to be clear, a wisp of rapidly flickering will appeared.
It was killing intent.
As soon as this intent appeared, it was like lightning had fallen from the nine heavens. Xu Qing's sea of consciousness trembled unprecedentedly. Wind, rain, lightning, and thunder seemed to have all formed. The sun, moon, and stars also seemed to erupt from this killing intent.
It was as though even if the ruler was in front, he would still be shaken by this killing intent, and even the gods would be frightened by this killing intent.
This intent only lasted for an instant before the scene collapsed and it disappeared.
Xu Qing's body trembled and his thoughts fluctuated from the blankness earlier.
He had a strong premonition that this was the killing intent the heir was talking about.
"If I can find it and simulate it, then… the scene that appeared earlier might be able to truly form."
Xu Qing felt that comprehending this killing intent wasn't the main point. It was just the process. The main point was that scene.
At the thought of this, the rainbow light in his sea of consciousness erupted with resplendence. He instinctively searched and simulated it.
In an instant, the ink churned endlessly.
At the same time, the rehearsal in the outside world was also completed. As everyone became familiar with their roles and gained confidence in each other, this show was about to officially begin.
Ning Yan and Nether Fairy had already changed their clothes.
Before the show began, the captain walked out. He first bowed to the heir and the others before coughing.
"Everyone, perform well. I hold multiple roles, so I won't personally record this. I will use a little orb that I specifically crafted to capture everything, then transfer it to the little dumpling outside. After processing, it can be played in the air."
As the captain spoke, he took out a ball of light and was about to lift it into the air to start automatic recording.
However, at this moment, the heir waved his hand and knocked back the small round ball the captain took out.
"There's no need for that!"
"That method of yours is a little inconvenient. It still requires all living beings to lift their heads and look at it. There are even some areas which might not be able to see it clearly."
"Go back and act well as the divine official. You don't have to worry about recording."
The heir calmly spoke. He lifted his right hand and waved it. Immediately, a crystal light flew out of his sleeve and headed straight for the sky. Finally, after a pause in the sky, this crystal light actually transformed into a huge mirror fragment.
This fragment was a total of 10,000 feet in size and its appearance was irregular. However, the moment it appeared, a vast feeling rose. It even gave the captain the feeling that this mirror actually emitted the aura of the Moon Rebel Hall.
The captain's eyes revealed a strange glint, and everyone's hearts trembled.
As for the ten-thousand-foot-long mirror, it slowly rotated in mid-air until its surface faced the ground, reflecting everything on the ground. After that, the scene in the mirror expanded and locked onto everyone.
It existed extremely clear.
"This item is my father's supreme treasure. It's called the Heavenly Eye."
"This eye can look at the nine heavens above and the ten abysses below. Back then, before Father existed defeated by the Crimson Goddess, he shattered it and transformed it into countless pieces that scattered in all the mirrors in the world. He moreover fused his will into it and gave the artifact spirit the last decree, making it obey the will of all living beings.
"After that, the artifact spirit absorbed the faith of all living beings, so there existed the Moon Rebel Hall."
"As for this piece, it's individual of the largest pieces after the Heavenly Eye shattered."
"Using this mirror to record the scene will automatically reflect the scene in the minds of all living beings in the Moon Worship Region through the artifact spirit of the Moon Rebel Hall."
"We don't have to process the scene and can broadcast it live!"
"Now…"
The heir stared at everyone.
The captain perked up. Ning Yan and the others' hearts were in turmoil. All of those quickly perked up. After knowing that the performance would be sensed by all living beings in the outside world in real time, they couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Everyone, take your places. The performance begins!"
The ten-thousand-foot-long mirror instantly flickered. At the same time, in the Moon Rebel Hall, which existed hidden in an unknown place in the outside world, the mountain inside rumbled and all the temples erupted with resplendent and piercing light.
Amidst the horror of countless Moon Rebel Hall cultivators, a scene instantly appeared in their minds.
They weren't the solely ones. In the entire Moon Worship Region, be it mortals, ferocious beasts, or all cultivators… moreover the people from the Red Moon Shrine saw a scene in their minds.
The grand show existed officially unfolding.
