Chapter 605 - 605 That’s It? (3)
At the thought of this, Lin Bei suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at the residue of the dagger that he had shattered with a punch. In the residue, there was a faint power of light flickering.
“This power… is not low-level.”
Lin Bei pondered and said, “Although it’s not as powerful as the power of the sun and moon, in terms of grade, it should have reached the level of the power of ancient martial arts.”
Thinking of this, Lin Bei’s eyes lit up.
If he could refine this power of light and master it, he would have another ancient martial art power!
The only pity was that he lacked the corresponding Breathing Technique and was lacking in power.
However, this power of light should be more compatible with the Holy Light Slash. Coupled with it, it could definitely erupt with even stronger power!
As for the fact that he did not have the Breathing Technique and could not continuously produce the power of light from ancient martial arts, he was not worried. With the Shadow of Harmony around, as long as he put in some effort, he could even transform the power of ancient martial arts.
Therefore, this was not a problem for him.
“Moreover, it’s not impossible to find the Breathing Technique.”
The corners of Lin Bei’s mouth curled up as he thought of the Holy Light Sanctuary Bishop he had killed previously. The power of light from the ancient martial arts clearly came from the Holy Light Sanctuary. Since it had appeared, it meant that there must be a corresponding Breathing Technique in the Holy Light Sanctuary.
When he was free, he would personally make a trip and read it. With his talent, he should be able to master it soon.
At the thought of this, Lin Bei instantly relaxed.
Then, he directly threw the two secret techniques, the Heaven Evasion Technique and the Holy Light Slash, into his pocket space and let the many Shadow of Stars clones comprehend and cultivate it. As for himself, he raised his hand and waved, directly letting the Shadow of Harmony wrap around the ancient light power that had yet to dissipate. He sat cross-legged and began to refine this power.
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In the distant starry sky, a huge golden palace stood in a place enveloped in light.
In the palace, there was a long staircase. At the end of the staircase was a huge golden throne. On the throne, a golden phantom sat upright with its eyes closed and a dignified expression.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
At the same time, he opened his tightly shut eyes. Disbelief flashed in the depths of his eyes.
“My holy power of light… has been refined?”
The Holy Light Saint Emperor’s eyes flickered with disbelief. “Who on earth… can actually refine my power! Damn it!”
At this moment, his face was pale and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was in a low state.
His source power had been refined by others. Although it was only a wisp, it still caused considerable damage to his source power.
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In the depths of the darkness, a ghost-faced figure appeared. As he looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in the distance, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
“This person… is even stranger than I imagined. However, this is good. With his help, there should be a chance. However, that detestable Big Lion Head actually rejected me and said that he wanted to comprehend and break through. He’s really stubborn! Sigh, forget it, forget it. I’ll wait and see. Anyway, the calamity is coming. I won’t have any regrets if I try my best.”
The ghost-faced figure muttered and disappeared.