Chapter 1182 - Trample the Nine Heavens
Writing demanded time, and the dwindling minutes only heightened the tension. Writing too much risked failure, and that fact explained why deep worry furrowed He Yingwu's face. Only Elder Ding showed no impatience. Anticipation gleamed in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Liu Wuxie.
Back in the teleportation array, Liu Wuxie had left a deep impression on him. Even when death loomed, he exhausted his true essence to protect his companion. His willingness to sacrifice and that unyielding resolve commanded Elder Ding's respect.
At last, Liu Wuxie exhaled slowly and lowered his hand to write. The trial neared its end, and the moment his brush moved, all attention turned toward him.
As each word flowed forth, the air trembled violently, as though space itself could not withstand the weight of his thoughts. The valley quaked, and cultivators looked on in disbelief.
"That's strange..." the southern elder muttered, narrowing his eyes. "Why do his words cause such violent fluctuations? It feels as if an invisible force is trying to tear the universe apart."
He had overseen many assessments, but never had a candidate's words stirred such upheaval.
The Astral Domain's cultivation system had long since solidified. Past assessments produced countless writings that merely reworked ancient doctrines. But Liu Wuxie's words were entirely new, something no one had ever seen before.
"This is interesting. Look above him!" the northern elder exclaimed. Ancient runes shimmered into existence above Liu Wuxie's head.
Even the other participants felt it. The palpable change in the laws struck He Yingwu, who stood closest. Invisible ripples spread from Liu Wuxie, currents so profound they lifted his body into the sky.
Legends told of cultivators ascending to the Celestial Realm upon sudden enlightenment, regardless of cultivation. Just as the Buddhist Clan spoke of monks who attained sudden awakening and became Buddhas, Liu Wuxie displayed a phenomenon reminiscent of those tales.
"That's impossible!" voices cried out from the valley. "How can mere words gain heaven's recognition?"
Even before his writing merged with the light pillar, the heavens responded. This left the three elders deeply shaken.