On the stone platform, after the ten figures took their seats, in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, movement once again emanated from the Creation Martial Tablet.
A peculiar light radiated from the wordless stone tablet, enveloping the stone platform along with the ten figures upon it.
In the plaza, countless people watched the ten motionless figures, their gazes gradually filled with curiosity and anticipation. They all knew that next, these ten people would receive martial arts inheritance from the stone tablet, but the grade of martial arts they would obtain would depend on their individual opportunities and talents.
According to past experience, those who obtained martial arts earlier usually received lower-grade martial arts, while those who persisted longer generally obtained higher-grade martial arts.
"I wonder, this time, how many Creation Martial Arts will appear!"
Someone in the crowd asked curiously, because almost everyone assumed that the Sword Saint would definitely obtain a Creation Martial Art. After all, with the Sword Saint's supreme talent, if he couldn't obtain a Creation Martial Art, there would only be one possibility: there simply weren't any Creation Martial Arts within this Creation Martial Tablet.
But this was clearly impossible.
In an endless starry sky, as Lin Dong curiously surveyed his surroundings with Little Marten, he saw Little Marten slap Lin Dong's head with his paw, scolding him with disappointment.
"You kid is really stupid, why are you looking for it yourself? Just use the Mysterious Stone Talisman!"
In fact, Little Marten had learned about the Mysterious Stone Talisman's ability to communicate with the spirit of a Spiritual Treasure from Lin Xuan. He had secretly learned it when Lin Xuan was repairing the Great Desolate Ancient Tablet, but Little Marten would definitely not tell Lin Dong, otherwise, how would he, Marten Lord, appear wise and powerful, unfathomable?
Lin Dong scratched his head and, taking his advice, activated the power of the Mysterious Stone Talisman. Subsequently, a milky white light directly dispelled the repulsive force around Lin Dong and flew towards a certain place ahead.
Lin Dong and Little Marten hurriedly followed. After flying for a short while, Lin Dong saw that in the starry sky ahead, there was actually a huge and ancient stone tablet phantom standing.
However, for some reason, Lin Dong actually sensed a familiar aura from that tablet shadow.
"Is this the Tablet Soul of the Creation Martial Tablet?"
Lin Dong murmured. Hearing this, Little Marten rolled his eyes and smacked him again with his paw, saying,
"You kid is really stupid, can't you see this? This Creation Martial Tablet is clearly a sub-tablet of the Great Desolate Ancient Tablet. It's probably just separated to store some martial arts for teaching to disciples of the sect."
"How do you know?"
Lin Dong, having just asked after being slapped, couldn't help but roll his eyes, because he already knew the reason.
Earlier, he had been shocked by the huge tablet shadow, so Lin Dong hadn't noticed that within that tablet shadow, there was already a white-clothed figure, and that tablet shadow seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally protecting Lin Xuan.
"Stop looking, let's go in!"
Stepping into the tablet shadow, the scene before Lin Dong changed again. In the next moment, Lin Dong's eyes became fiery.
In the void space, ancient pillars of light that seemed to stand forever emitted extremely astonishing aura fluctuations, causing Lin Dong to take a deep breath.
"Creation Martial Arts!"
However, immediately after, Lin Dong discovered that on each of the countless pillars of light, there was actually a thin line of light connecting to Lin Xuan, who was sitting there cross-legged. A special fluctuation seemed to be echoing the fluctuations emanating from Lin Xuan's body.
"This is..."
Lin Dong looked at this strange scene, his eyes filled with confusion. Little Marten chuckled and immediately spoke, striking at Lin Dong,
"Kid, stop looking, that guy is a peerless genius, these martial arts are naturally for him to learn and comprehend at will. As for you kid, hehe, just obediently choose one."
Just as Little Marten was talking to Lin Dong, they saw that the countless huge pillars of light had all quieted down. Subsequently, countless white-clothed figures appeared in front of the pillars of light.
In the next instant, Lin Dong and Little Marten saw that the countless figures were each wielding long swords in their hands, and each figure seemed to be wielding a different Swordplay.
As the sword light flickered, soon, incredibly massive and fierce pillars of light emerged from thin air.
"Hiss! This is, Creation Martial Art! And dozens of martial arts!"
Little Marten sharply inhaled a breath of cold air before speaking in a trembling voice. That ghostly expression made Lin Dong realize just how unbelievable this was.
After those pillars of light rose, Lin Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly stood up. As Lin Xuan rose, the surrounding scenery shifted.
In the next moment, an incomparably huge, pitch-black giant finger stood quietly in this void space. Powerful waves of energy rippled through the void.
"Great Desolate Imprisoning Sky Finger!"
Lin Dong murmured. Just the name of the martial art exuded endless killing intent and dominance. Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to Lin Dong, who had arrived here. After all, possessing the Ancestral Stone and the runes given by Black Eyes, this martial art inheritance was destined to be connected with Lin Dong.
Lin Xuan looked at the pitch-black giant finger in front of him, walked forward, and gently pressed his hand on it.
"Buzz!"
As Lin Xuan's palm landed, a wave of ancient and vicissitudinous aura emanated from the giant finger. Immediately afterward, a terrifying aura instantly descended upon Lin Xuan's shoulders.
At the moment that vast, ancient aura descended, Lin Xuan's shoulders involuntarily sank slightly, but quickly returned to normal.
On the other hand, Lin Dong, standing in the distance, was caught off guard and almost crushed by this sudden momentum. Fortunately, the milky white light emerged in time, neutralizing the momentum.
"This martial art was actually created by an ancient powerhouse of the Reincarnation Realm who has passed through the Reincarnation Tribulation! Hiss, this... uh, Sword Saint, can even withstand the pressure of the remnant soul of a Reincarnation Realm powerhouse, truly amazing!"
Little Marten realized something halfway through his words, glanced at Lin Dong, and quickly changed his words.
"Hehe, Lin Dong boy, don't hesitate, just choose this martial art directly. You are different from the Sword Saint. Sword Saint has extraordinary talent, and no martial art can compare to what he comprehends himself. You boy, should honestly cultivate the strongest martial art."
Without Little Marten saying it, Lin Dong would definitely choose this obviously stronger martial art. However, Little Marten's words made Lin Dong roll his eyes. Fortunately, he was already used to the blows from this talkative marten.
After this momentum receded, a vast comprehension directly flooded into Lin Xuan's mind. After receiving all the comprehension, Lin Xuan directly sat cross-legged in the void space, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.