Zhou Yan's thoughts surged rapidly, a deluge of information racing through his mind like a stampede.
Like the opening of thundering radiance, it illuminated his thinking, and in an instant, Zhou Yan grasped the Transcendence Method from the Golden Fragment.
Zhou Yan's entire bloodline ignited, his excitement uncontrollable. His body trembled, his heartbeat accelerated, blood rushing to his head, heating his entire brain.
"It must be so, it should not belong to this world—it belongs to that so-called True God Plane's Yanyan, only it would consume the 'Golden Fragment' as food. Perhaps the true nature of the Golden Fragment isn't a Scripture, but rather a condensation of the Ancient Tao."
"The Golden Fragment, the Sacrificial Heaven Ancient City... Lei Yan King must have relied on this food, transcending in a short time, becoming powerful!"
Zhou Yan's heart pounded uncontrollably.
