Chapter 1747: Hall of Sacred Traces

"This is a waste..."

Unexpectedly ignoring this fellow, he himself used treasures to sacrifice to the ancestors, drawing forth the sacred traces. Mu Xu frowned.

Sacrifice required an enormous amount of treasures; even they, as nine-star masters, dared not waste them. This fellow, on the other hand, had been here less than five minutes, understood nothing, and yet began...

Could he be any more unreliable?

"He doesn't know his place. Once he fails, he'll realize that the order of these techniques requires careful study, not self-righteousness!"

"Yes, just wait for him to suffer!"

...

The figure on the stone began to move amidst the words. Zhang Xuan followed closely behind, executing the sequence organized by the library.

Every move and stance was perfectly aligned.

"This..."

Everyone was stunned.

They had studied for eight or nine hours without much progress, yet this fellow, having arrived only five or six minutes ago, had already matched it...

Their eyes widened, not knowing what had happened.

"No, his techniques are no longer matching the figure!"

After watching for a while, Mu Xu suddenly spoke.

Everyone hurriedly looked over and indeed saw that the young man's techniques had deviated somewhat from the figure in the sacred traces; the flow of his moves and true qi had become different.

"I said it couldn't be done in one go..."

Seeing the discrepancy, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they very much wanted to leave this place and enter the branch hall, if this fellow actually found the correct order in less than five minutes, where would their faces go? They might as well not have them!

For this reason, seeing the error, they all felt relieved.

However, before their joy ended, they saw the young man stop, frown, and look at the phantom in the stone with displeasure: "Your sequence of cultivation is wrong!"

"Pfft!"

The figure spat blood.

"..." Mu Xu and the others.

"Follow mine; this way is perfect..." Zhang Xuan's voice continued. He then cultivated according to his sequence again. The figure in the stone paused for a moment, then followed along.

"..."

Mu Xu and the others were speechless, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

They had searched here for eight or nine hours without finding the correct sequence. This fellow, upon arriving, not only found it but also instructed the figure, saying it was wrong...

The one who left this sacred trace was either Confucius or one of the Seventy-Two Sages... saying he was wrong...

Everyone felt their scalps tingle, utterly unsettled.

"That's more like it! Try this; don't you feel the techniques are more powerful? Better coordinated with inner breath?"

Soon, the demonstration finished. Zhang Xuan stopped with satisfaction and looked at the figure in the stone.

Crack!

The figure did not respond. It flickered lightly and disappeared. The stone before them then shook, and a huge teleportation stone gate appeared.

Through the stone gate, a hall could be seen faintly, presumably leading directly to the Hall of Sacred Traces that Master Mu had mentioned.

"Let's go together!"

Seeing the passage appear, Zhang Xuan called out and walked in first.

"This..."

Exchanging a glance, Mu Xu and the others had no choice but to follow closely, still feeling as if they were dreaming.

Entering the stone gate, the next moment they arrived in another world. Sure enough, the Sacred Relic Hall was not far ahead. Mu Xu could no longer hold back and came up to Zhang Xuan.

"The order you used was different from what the sacred relic showed. How were you able to open the portal..."

Not only was he puzzled, but the others also found it incredible.

Just now, the moves this fellow practiced did not perfectly match those of the figure. Yet why did the figure follow his order and even open the portal?

Previously, when they had a different order... they were the ones who ended up spitting blood!

"I rearranged the order and found that the technique left by the figure itself had problems. So I modified it to make it more reasonable and more powerful. He himself was practicing a flawed version. Knowing mine was correct, he naturally followed it..."

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Everything from the Heavenly Dao Library was the most correct technique.

The martial technique left in the stone by the figure was inherently flawed. By helping to correct it, he naturally made it rejoice.

"Not only did he find the correct order of the ancestors, but he also corrected the errors in their cultivation..."

Mu Xu and the others felt their faces turn pale, choked with words.

What kind of freak had they encountered?

Heading toward this branch hall, before long they arrived at a square in front. Many people were gathered there, presumably having come from the Stone Forest World like Mu Xu.

However, without a World Heritage Token, they could not enter the branch hall and had to stay outside.

On the walls of the branch hall were carved murals depicting countless cultivation techniques. The crowd was gathered nearby, watching intently, utterly absorbed.

Previously, they could only speculate about the order. Now the correct order was carved on the wall, like having the answers after a long exam. They all studied earnestly, afraid to miss the opportunity.

Scanning the murals and storing them in the library, Zhang Xuan then looked up.

This branch hall before him was indeed the Sacred Relic Hall. The three large characters gave an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The gate was open, with only a seal remaining. Someone had already entered.

"Let's go in and take a look."

With a wave of his hand, Little Talisman appeared before him, and Zhang Xuan flew inside.

Approaching the seal, he touched it and immediately slipped through.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

No sooner had he entered the hall and steadied himself than he felt two sword beams shooting toward him, aimed straight at his heart.

His expression darkened. He halted his forward momentum, swayed twice, and dodged the sword beams.

Looking ahead, he saw two young men standing in place, each holding a long sword, their eyes radiating intense killing intent.

These two wore master teacher attire, appearing no different from master teachers, but their killing intent was thick, giving the feeling that one might sink into hell at any moment.

"Alien clansmen?"

His pupils contracted.

Unexpectedly, he had encountered Alien clansmen here!

That being the case, the World Heritage Token corresponding to this Sacred Relic Hall must have fallen into their hands!

Six World Heritage Tokens: one at the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters, one at the Zhang family, one at the Luo family. The remaining three were unaccounted for. The Zhang family corresponded to the Great Achievement Hall, and the Luo family's should be the Bedchamber Hall; otherwise, Luo Qiqi would have difficulty entering!

Now that Alien clansmen appeared here, it was likely related to the remaining three tokens.

Clatter!

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. The two Alien clansmen before him did not give him time to think further. They simultaneously flicked their wrists, and sword beams shot over again.

Sword energy crisscrossed, full of power.

Both of them were actually at the peak of the Immortality Realm!

"Hmph!"

Raising an eyebrow, Zhang Xuan turned his wrist. The Dragon Bone Divine Spear appeared in his palm. He extended his arm and thrust at one of them. At the same time, treasures like the Golden Origin Cauldron came crashing down on the other.