As Liang’s true runes reached their pinnacle, a sudden vibration resonated from the Stone Tablet, causing the surrounding air to quiver with anticipation. The stone itself seemed to come alive, awakened by a long-dormant power, emitting a faint hum that reverberated through the whole valley.
With each passing moment, the ancient runes etched onto the stone tablet began to glow with an ethereal light. The brilliance of their radiance intensified, fueled by an unseen energy that seemed to pulse in the air. Streaks of luminescence emerged from the surface of the stone, shooting towards Liang’s true runes with an irresistible and magnetic force.
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The streaks of light, resembling shooting stars, swiftly approached Liang, and he could feel his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. As they neared, he felt a surge of energy coursing through his body, a merging of the power emanating from the stone tablet and his own spiritual essence. The light enveloped his true runes with a gentle touch, causing it to shimmer and sparkle even brighter than before, as if infused with the essence of heaven and earth.
A symphony of whispered voices, like echoes from a forgotten age, filled the air as the light interwoven with Liang’s true runes, infusing it with an otherworldly glow that pulsed in perfect harmony with his essence.
The merging of the vibrant streaks of light with Liang’s true runes unlocked their true potential, as if a celestial gate had been opened. The colors within his true runes shifted and transformed, blending with the energy from the stone tablet to create a mesmerizing kaleidoscope of hues. Waves of silver, crimson, emerald, golden, and violet washed over the runes, each representing a different aspect of power.
The runes, now a sight to behold, emanated an aura of unparalleled magnificence, surrounded by a five-colour aura that radiated with a gentle luminosity.
Revenant Xuan stood tall and imposing, his presence commanding respect. The flickering light from the stone tablet played across his features. His eyes sparkled with a mix of recognition and admiration as he gazed upon Liang.
"Congratulations, brat, for becoming a Quintessential Virtuous and receiving the recognition of the stone tablet," Revenant Xuan complimented, his deep voice resonating with genuine pride.
Liang’s face flushed with a mixture of humility and excitement, a rare sense of accomplishment shining through his face.
"You don’t need to praise me, Senior," Liang replied with a playful smile etched on his face. "It’s just a Quintessential Virtuous. I’m sure the runes you awakened are much more powerful."
Revenant Xuan’s laughter resonated through the air, a deep and hearty sound that echoed into the distance. "You’re right, but that’s me," he chuckled, a twinkle in his eye. "It’s only natural that I could awaken a seven-colored rune. If I couldn’t do it, who would be able to?"
Surprise flashed through Liang’s eyes, although he expected it, hearing it was a completely different thing.
"As expected from you, Senior. I doubt there’s anyone in the lower domain who is on par with you in the Formation and Rune dao," Liang said, genuine admiration in his voice.
"No, there is," Revenant Xuan said with a sigh, his expression turning somber.
Liang’s curiosity was piqued. "Oh, who is it?"
"It’s the former realm lord of the Common Road Realm - Dong Jue," Revenant Xuan replied, his voice laced with a mix of respect and nostalgia.
"Oh, I don’t think I’ve heard that name before," Liang replied, his voice filled with curiosity.
"Of course you haven’t. That person was actually a true runic cultivator, a legend in their own right. They dominated the whole domain with the rune dao, their power unmatched," Revenant Xuan explained, a hint of reverence in his tone.
"Fascinating, to think that someone could reach such heights just by cultivating the runestone cultivation system," Liang praised, his admiration genuine.
"Now, brat, let’s put your newfound power to use. Set the formation," Revenant Xuan commanded, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Liang nodded, and with a thought, a five-colored rune appeared in his palm.
With a wave of his hand, countless runes materialized in the air, swirling and dancing around him. They seemed to possess a life of their own, arranging themselves in perfect harmony to form a great formation. Each rune had its place, its purpose, as if they were pieces of a grand puzzle, waiting to be assembled.
But Liang was not done yet. With another wave of his hand, a different set of runes emerged, this time emanating a faint void Qi. These runes carried a mysterious energy, a power that seemed to exist beyond the boundaries of the known world.
As the new runes integrated into the formation, the intricate patterns intertwined with each other, creating a mesmerizing display of ethereal colors and pulsating energy. The formations took shape slowly as if responding to Liang’s every command. The runes came alive, their essence merging harmoniously to form a powerful array.
As the final rune nestled into its designated slot, a palpable surge of electric energy crackled through the air, causing the very fabric of space to writhe and distort in response. The formation trembled and quivered, its intricate patterns pulsating with anotherworldly power. Then, with a breathtaking display of brilliance, the entire valley was enveloped in a dazzling burst of radiant light. It spilled forth from the runic manifestation, bathing the desolate and forsaken landscape in an ethereal glow.
But as the light gradually waned, dissipating like ethereal remnants, a profound stillness descended upon the once-vibrant scene. The valley stood frozen in time, as though holding its breath in reverence.
Surprise surged through Revenant Xuan’s eyes; he could hardly fathom the speed at which the teleportation formation had been constructed.
"I believe our business here is concluded, Senior. I shall take my leave now until we meet again in the devil realm," came the cool, measured voice of Liang, permeating the air and shattering Revenant Xuan’s train of thought.
With a mixture of apprehension and uncertainty, doubt slithered into his eyes, piercing his gaze like tendrils of smoke. His fiery green eyes remained fixated on Liang’s fading silhouette, as it gradually dissolved into the void.