The two words Xia Ji landed on the true talisman and sank down.
If the true talisman was compared to the residence of an immortal, then only those with a heavy destiny could take root. Those with a light destiny would not only drift away, but would also waste this opportunity.
However, there were also differences in the weight of one's fate.
It was like a huge rock falling to the ground, or like a mountain sinking.
The two words "Xia Ji" were like a heavy sky that pressed down on them.
The Dragon Slaying Temple's Abbey Dean and the rest of the people watched this scene with their mouths agape.
The two words fell down like the sky was collapsing, and the light rose up like a whistle. It was as if heaven and earth had merged, revealing a golden light.
Golden light shot out from the paper, emitting a dazzling but not eye-catching brilliance.
He had never seen or heard of such a fate.
