Chapter 299: Grand Master of Rune Studies

Before the Relic Forbidden Law

Countless streams of mana intertwined behind Zhang Jian, forming a miniature reincarnation white hole that continuously cycled, as if rings of light were flowing around it; if it erupted, it would seem to possess the power to swallow heaven and devour earth.

Huanghe Daoist and Xingyaozi had already returned one after another; upon seeing this scene, they were nearly stunned into silence.

It appears Zhang Jian not only comprehended the method to break it, but also completely replicated this ancient prohibition.

"Grand Master of Rune Studies?"

Huanghe Zhenren and Xingyaozi both had this thought flash through their minds.

Perhaps even the title "Grand Master of Rune Studies" is insufficient to describe the other party's attainment in this field.

At this moment, the reincarnation white hole rushing upward behind Zhang Jian's head gradually merged into his Yang Spirit's depths, ultimately transforming into a technique-model imprint.

This technique-model, like the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram, is a matrix-style set of compatible techniques; it integrates the life-and-death imprint, reincarnation imprint, and cyclical conservation imprint that he has comprehended.

Zhang Jian opened his eyes.

At this moment, Huanghe Zhenren and Jingming Daoist couldn't help but turn their gazes toward him.

"Scholar Zhang, how is it?"

Jingming Daoist couldn't help but let a hopeful expression appear in his eyes.

Zhang Jian rose, pondered slightly, and after a moment said: "Passing through this technique-based gate should not be difficult!"

A ripple flickered in the depths of his eyes.

This Minor Heavens Reincarnation Forbidden Law is extraordinarily profound; if fully comprehended, it should be an Immortal Law of the Yuanshen level.

Moreover, it is not merely pure yang or golden body; it might be a Yuanshen Immortal Law of the Creation level.

Its power is extraordinarily terrifying.

Merely using Yang Spirit divine sense to achieve this extent is already the limit.

"It seems we need to find a way to obtain a child technique, or perhaps a mirror-reflection type technique, or a magical treasure..."

Zhang Jian felt an itch in his heart.

The treasure mountain lay right before his eyes, yet he could not develop it—truly enough to make one scratch their head and tug their ears in frustration.

At this moment, seeing Huanghe Zhenren, Jingming Daoist, Xingyaozi, and Dongjue Daoist looking over, Zhang Jian raised his hand; a stream of mana condensed into a spiral-shaped milky-white hole ring, which then compressed and sank into the Minor Heavens Reincarnation Forbidden Law, whereupon a white doorway instantly opened from within.

"Success?"

Huanghe Zhenren gazed at this scene and couldn't help but take a deep look at Zhang Jian, then couldn't help but ask:

"Scholar Zhang, have you completely mastered this forbidden law?"

Zhang Jian slightly shook his head and said: "Not even half!"

He felt a bit regretful, lacking the child technique, which hindered his comprehension!

Actually, the way to open this Minor Heavens Reincarnation Forbidden Law is quite unique; he has no secret key, and the only method is to cultivate this technique.

To counter technique with technique, white hole with white hole, to open a passage.

"Go!"

He took the lead, transforming first into a streak of flowing light that plunged into it.

Huanghe Zhenren followed closely behind, and Jingming Daoist and Dongjue Daoist also stepped in.

The cold female cultivator Xingyaozi stood last; her eyes showed slight hesitation, then after a moment she lightly stamped her foot, her form becoming a streak of flowing light that plunged in.

Shortly afterward, everyone's forms appeared as streaks of light, instantly manifesting on the city pavilion.

Beneath their feet lay a thick, substantial expanse of Stellar Heaven Gold.

Xingyaozi gazed at the Stellar Heaven Gold beneath her feet, flowing with intense silver light; her pupils had already changed, and Zhang Jian seemed to see this cold female cultivator's eyes radiating light.

A divine city forged from Stellar Heaven Gold, of immense value.

Meanwhile, Huanghe Zhenren, Jingming Daoist, and Dongjue Daoist fixed their gazes on the sole unopened city pavilion behind them.

"There is still another forbidden law!"

At this moment, Huanghe Zhenren spoke first.

Zhang Jian glanced at it, his expression unchanged, smiling as he said: "Merely an ordinary gate prohibition—no hindrance at all!"

Huanghe Zhenren pondered, then said: "Still, please Scholar Zhang take action!"

Beside him, Jingming Daoist, Dongjue Daoist, and Xingyaozi all nodded in agreement.

Zhang Jian had already proven his "professionalism" through his own practical actions!

Several people still worried about being "deceived," stepping into a trap.

Zhang Jian lightly nodded, stepped forward; in his hand, a stream of mana flowed, and in an instant, it was as if a long river wrapped around the entire pavilion.

At this moment, it seemed as if countless electric arcs leapt from his hand, the pavilion covered in layers of jumping lightning; shortly afterward, countless "crackling" sounds rang out.

Seeing this magnificent omen, everyone's expressions turned strange.

This is Zhang Jian's so-called ordinary prohibition.

This prohibition looks nothing ordinary at all!

Seeing the crowd's strange expressions gazing over, Zhang Jian swept his gaze across, his expression somewhat dazed.

This pavilion is indeed merely a relatively common ancient prohibition—the Nine-Ring Cloud Thunder Ban.

This prohibition is also called the Ancient Gate Ban.

Many cultivators like to use it as a gate ban, largely similar, just like a "door lock."

As the pavilion opened.

Zhang Jian took the lead, stepping inside first; Huanghe Zhenren, Jingming Daoist, Dongjue Daoist, and Xingyaozi followed in single file.

This is an ancient-style pavilion.

Everything inside remains well-preserved.

Two rows of ancient camphor trees scattered faint starlight; the courtyard pillars were embroidered with numerous golden coiling dragon patterns; on both sides, the reliefs were lifelike; looking closely, one could almost hear the roars of countless extraneous ferocious beasts, gods and demons, and evil spirits.

But upon stepping into the pavilion, all five were drawn to the sandalwood table at the center of the hall.

On the sandalwood table at that moment sat a gilded lotus-shaped palace lamp, its wick emitting a bright flame that radiated an extremely dazzling light.

Upon closer inspection, the wick was clearly a precious pearl.

"North Star Pearl?"

Huanghe True Person, Jingming Daoist, Dongjue Daoist, and Xingyaozi all had their eyes gleaming with light.

Zhang Jian glanced briefly a few times, but his gaze settled on one side of the sandalwood table, on a mirror stand.

Upon that mirror stand hung a copper mirror flashing with golden light.

He instantly recognized it as a magical treasure, and an exceptionally powerful one at that.

His figure instantly appeared before the mirror stand.

Before entering this Eastern Emperor's relic, everyone had already agreed: aside from the 'North Star Pearl,' any magical treasure found in the secret pavilion would belong to whoever discovered it.

As for the 'North Star Pearl,' well, that was another matter.

Zhang Jian took an immediate liking to this mirror.

Huanghe True Person and Xingyaozi clearly noticed Zhang Jian's movement, their eyes flickering slightly.

Without question, the fact that this treasure mirror could be placed here indicated it was an extraordinarily formidable treasure.

The two intended to speak up to stop him, but when the words reached their lips, they still held back.

It was not out of any sense of propriety.

Before such a supreme treasure, all considerations of propriety were weak.

What made the two wary was merely the various methods Zhang Jian had previously displayed.

Huanghe True Person, upon self-reflection, thought that even if he were to break face with Zhang Jian and come to blows, he might not gain the upper hand.

Jingming Daoist and Dongjue Daoist, who had an unusually close relationship with Zhang Jian, merely glanced and then withdrew their thoughts, their gaze beginning to sweep across the great hall.

Dongjue Daoist's gaze shifted, and after a moment he noticed several additional ever-burning ancient lamps before the sandalwood table, these few solitary lamps seeming to possess some profound mystery.

She and Jingming Daoist exchanged a glance, then took a few steps to approach these few ancient lamps.

The North Star Pearl, after all, would not escape.

If the fine things in this pavilion were not taken, they would likely end up as someone else's spoils.

Zhang Jian also saw those few ancient lamps.

The lamp oil within those few ancient lamps appeared to be refined from dragon-whale whale oil, and could also be considered a rare treasure!