The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1144: Mastering the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1144: Mastering the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm

Feeling the concern of the crowd, Ning Fan smiled and waved his hand, "Don’t worry, I’m fine. I only spent some energy just now absorbing the Four Symbols."

After receiving the recognition of the Black Tortoise, thanks to his exceptional talent, Ning Fan adeptly found the weaknesses of the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and Bai Hu.

Without using any Spiritual Power, he smoothly gained their recognition by employing each Symbol’s strongest method.

"Kid, now that you’ve absorbed the Four Symbols, you must know how to use the second half of the Spiritual Technique," the old man asked.

Ning Fan nodded, "Right, using the Four Symbols as a guide, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, to release one’s own power."

Miao Si stepped forward with a calm face and teased, "Congratulations to our Lord, best wishes to our Lord, you are destined to become the master of Kunlun."

At the sound of his voice, Ning Fan and the old man simultaneously turned their heads and stared at him.

Feeling the gaze of the two, Miao Si started to feel uncomfortable, "My Lord... what’s wrong?"

"I remember, you four guys hold the first half of this Spiritual Technique, right?" Ning Fan patted his shoulder and said in a friendly tone, "Since you recognize me as your Lord, surely you wouldn’t mind passing on this first half of the Spiritual Technique to me, right?"

Miao Si swallowed hard, barely managing a smile, "Of course, of course, it is our honor to teach the Spiritual Technique to our Lord."

In truth, he wasn’t very willing to impart the Spiritual Technique to Ning Fan since the latter was already so strong.

If he mastered the complete set, his strength was bound to grow exponentially, and it would be nearly impossible for Miao Si to defeat Ning Fan then.

But under someone’s roof, one has no choice but to bow their head.

Reluctantly, it looked like he had to gather the other three Sect Masters and, swallowing the bitterness and sorrow in their hearts, teach Ning Fan the first half of the Spiritual Technique.

"My Lord, this Spiritual Technique is not so simple; watch us perform it first," he said.

With that, Miao Si and the Sect Masters from the other three sects joined hands and demonstrated the Spiritual Technique once more.

After the practical demonstration, Miao Si wiped his sweat and looked at Ning Fan, "My Lord, you might not understand it at first glance. Let us rest for a while, and then I’ll perform it again."

Meanwhile, he sneered inwardly, intending to make the execution of the Spiritual Technique appear extremely complicated, wondering how long it would take Ning Fan to learn it.

The next moment, he saw Ning Fan suddenly assume a stance, with Spiritual Power beginning to swirl around him.

Then, an explosive force surged out from within his body, with an unstoppable momentum, and struck towards the front.

Boom!

The formidable Spiritual Power was like a raging tsunami, its shocking momentum bursting forth, even causing the entire Secret Realm to tremble.

When the dust settled, the sight in front of everyone left them stunned.

The dense forest ahead had been completely leveled, not a single plant in sight.

The land was as if flattened by a Deity’s giant palm, smooth and as if it was meant to be that way by nature.

"God... is this the full might of the Spiritual Technique?"

"So strong, so powerful..."

"If only I could wield such power..."

Witnessing the power of this move, everyone was overwhelmed with shock, barely believing their eyes.

Only the old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly, "Not bad, having just mastered the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm and being able to unleash such power, your talent does not discredit the name of our Lord."

Ning Fan stepped forward, coming before the old man, and bowed sincerely, "Thank you, senior. Without you, I definitely couldn’t have mastered this palm technique."

The old man laughed and waved his hand, "I told you before, this is something left behind by our Lord, and now I’m merely returning it to its rightful owner. Your mastery is all thanks to your talent, I did not do much."

Ning Fan was ready to speak, but he saw the old man’s figure blur twice, and then begin to gradually fade away.

"Senior, you, you are..."

The old man looked down at himself and smiled gently, "The core of this formation is the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm. Now that the Spiritual Technique has been taken by you, losing its core of power, I no longer have a reason to continue existing."

"You don’t have to feel sorry for me, I’m just transforming the way I exist to continue on, there’s nothing to be sad about."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fan fell silent.

Although he had only known the other party for a short time, he had felt the caring of an elder from him.

Perhaps it was because of the connection with his mother, the formation spirit had never made things difficult for him from the beginning.

He had thoroughly researched that formation before. If the formation spirit had wanted, it could have set the intensity of the Four Symbols to the maximum.

In that case, even if he wanted to pass the test, it would take a lot of effort.

"Little fellow, don’t be so downcast. I am only a formation spirit, born by a fluke of chance, and now dispersing into the universe is just in accordance with the natural order," the old man said with a chuckle, patting his shoulder in a carefree manner.

Speaking, he turned his head and looked at The Man in the Black Mist, his eyes suddenly darkening, "And you, I know our Lord once gave you some pointers when he was idle. But in the end, you’ve reached this point by consuming the souls of living beings. If you dare to harbor any ill intentions towards him, I will not let you off!"

The Man in the Black Mist sneered, "You’re about to dissipate, can you still control me? Moreover, I hit it off with this youngster; how could I possibly make a move against him?"

Just then, Ning Fan suddenly looked up, his expression serious, "Senior, I won’t let you disappear."