บท 1010: The Creation Pool

The nine creation talismans became entangled with each other before becoming a single talisman which burrowed itself between Mo Wen's eyebrows.

At the same time, a beam of divine light trickled down. Within the divine light was an exquisite pagoda, pure and white as jade. The pagoda was simple and unsophisticated, much like a work of art. It slowly dropped down onto Mo Wen's palm.

"It's the Junior Master's Pagoda." The Jade Xiu King's eyes glimmered. It was indeed the Junior Master's Pagoda.

Legend had it that the one who could accumulate all nine creation talismans on the Path of Creation would become the Junior Master of the Creation Sect, and they would have the chance to inherit the Sect Leader's position in the future.

No one had ever managed to accumulate all nine creation talismans. No one had even managed to make it past the Ninth Spirit Mountain. As such, this legend had remained a legend.