Lin Tian looked at the old man for a long time.
He wanted to believe him.
But everything sounded impossible.
“If the Heaven-Forbidden Root is so powerful…” “Then why did everyone call it cursed?” The old man slowly closed his eyes.
A trace of sadness appeared on his face.
“Because they fear what they cannot control.” He waved his hand.
The endless darkness suddenly disappeared.
The world around them changed.
Lin Tian found himself standing on top of a mountain.
But this mountain wasn’t real.
It was a memory.
Above the sky, countless cultivators floated in the air.
Millions of swords.
Countless spirit beasts.
Golden palaces.
Ancient dragons.
The battle shook heaven and earth.
“What…
is this?” Lin Tian whispered.
“The War of the Nine Heavens.” The old man answered.
“It happened over ten thousand years ago.” Lin Tian watched as a young man dressed in black robes stood alone against an endless army.
He held a single sword.
Yet no one dared approach him.
“Who is he?” The old man smiled faintly.
“I was.” Lin Tian’s eyes widened.
“You?” The old man nodded.
“I possessed the Heaven-Forbidden Root.” “I reached a realm no one had ever reached before.” “I stood above the Heavenly Dao.” The battle continued.
One swing of the man’s sword split the sky apart.
Another destroyed thousands of enemies.
The heavens themselves trembled.
Then…
The sky cracked open.
A giant golden eye appeared above the battlefield.
Its voice echoed across the world.
“The Heaven-Forbidden Root must not exist.” Golden chains fell from the heavens.
Millions of cultivators attacked at the same time.
Even the strongest spirit beasts joined the battle.
Lin Tian watched in silence.
“So…” “You fought the entire world?” The old man laughed.
“They believed they had no choice.” The memory ended.
Everything returned to darkness.
“They sealed my soul inside the Heavenly Origin Pendant.” The old man pointed at Lin Tian’s chest.
“The pendant chose you because your blood awakened it.” Lin Tian instinctively touched his chest.
“So…
the pendant is inside me?” “Yes.” “And from now on…” “It will protect you.” The old man stretched out his right hand.
A black book slowly appeared.
Ancient golden letters floated across its cover.
Lin Tian couldn’t read them.
“What is that?” “The first cultivation technique I ever created.” “It has never been taught to anyone.” “It was made only for the Heaven-Forbidden Root.” The old man gently handed the book to Lin Tian.
The moment his fingers touched it…
The book dissolved into countless rays of light.
They rushed into Lin Tian’s forehead.
Pain exploded through his head.
He fell to one knee.
Thousands of words appeared in his mind.
A cultivation art unlike anything he had ever imagined.
Its name echoed through his soul.
Heaven-Devouring Eternal Art.
The old man smiled.
“Congratulations.” “You have taken your first step on the path that even Heaven fears.”