Elder Ni's eyes blazed with a mixture of reverence and fanaticism.
He was thinking of what Xu Yunfan had said: the more people who cultivated the True Martial Demon Suppressing Scripture, the more prosperous the Dharma Lineage's Destiny would become. When that time came, not only would the True Martial Format itself rise with the tide, but it would even open up several more positions for Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Elder Ni's gaze burned as he stared at the summit of True Martial Peak. If he had the chance to forge a Dao Foundation, he naturally wanted to achieve the Divine Martial Format as well.
A sharp glint flashed through his murky eyes, as if he could already see himself robed in the star patterns of the Black Tortoise.
If he dared to dream even bigger, he imagined using a Divine Martial Dao Foundation to revitalize his aging body. Perhaps he could even make a gamble for the Golden Core Dao before his lifespan ran out.
