Jiushan Ancestor waved his hand gently, and four dazzling golden lights shot out from the four runes atop the mountain, forming four pillars of light that converged upon Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa unconsciously sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes half-closed, and before his eyes, it seemed as if he saw mountains and rivers flowing, the sun and moon rising and setting, the passing of seasons, flourishing and withering.
When he came back to his senses, the snowy mountain peak before him was gone, and so was Jiushan Ancestor.
Only the four golden runes remained, stretching from heaven to earth, filling the world before his eyes.
With just a glance, Zheng Fa felt dizzy...
He began to understand why even Jiushan Ancestor had not been able to comprehend the Mountain and River True Form Talisman—this thing, just in terms of complexity, was not on the same level as the talismanic diagrams he had seen before.
