The golden text soared into the sky within the Sea of Consciousness and after gathering at the apex, turned into a cloud.
The cloud took shape, and droplets of rain began to scatter toward the ground.
The little figures practicing were dyed by the golden rain and quickly all transformed into golden figures, the originally empty and insubstantial moves now suddenly took on a different flavor.
"Elder… what is this?"
Even the Artifact Spirit of the Wasteland Sky Halberd, who had never seen such a scene in the Sea of Consciousness, stood still and addressed the Heaven-Mending Stone, which was also watching the transformation unfold.
"These characters of the Dao, after this moment, will have completely merged with these golden figures."
"Then these little figures…"
"They belong to Su Chengyu, they are the physical embodiments of the Martial Arts techniques in his memory," the Heaven-Mending Stone said in surprise as it watched one thousand and eight little figures before it.
