All heavens, let's begin with the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power!

Chapter 8: Talent Emerges! Opening the Sea of ​​Wheels? Mythical Great Luo, one proof for eternity!
The golden figure suddenly sent out a message, which Yang An knew almost instinctively.

This mark of the gods even has the ability to travel through time, but this travel is random, depending on Yang An's strongest thought at that moment.

If he desires an opponent now, he will traverse the heavens and appear directly before the opponent he desires.

If his thoughts arise randomly and have no particular destination, he will be guided by the marks of the gods, who will take control of his destiny and guide him to the environment most suitable for his growth.

The power of the Mark of the Gods is simply awe-inspiring!
"No!"

Yang An suddenly shook his head, quite certain, "This is my own talent!"

The message conveyed to him by the golden figure was crystal clear: this was stimulating his own talent, but he was too weak to control it, which was why he needed the Mark of the Gods to assist him.

His arrival in the world of "Covering the Sky" was not due to the Mark of the Gods; in fact, the Mark of the Gods itself may have been a result of his talent.

However, no information about the origin of this golden figure has been provided, so it remains unknown, and Yang An can only speculate.

After all, his talent is too mysterious. Even the Mark of the Gods cannot decipher it, revealing large unknown gaps. Currently, all that is known is that it can be used to travel through the heavens.

Other mysteries, perhaps he can only discover them himself.

This single aspect alone is enough to spark the imagination and make people yearn for it.

After standing there thinking for a while, Yang An finally decided to hold back. 'I should at least wait until we're out of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land before experimenting.'

He didn't know if the ruthless man had noticed him, but just in case, it was best not to linger under his nose.

But then again, that place on the Big Dipper is right under the noses of ruthless people and those supreme beings in forbidden zones. Yang An shook his head. There was nothing he could do. He couldn't very well go to the Central Plains to avoid danger.

"This spring water is so sweet and seems to have a magical quality. I feel like I have endless energy after drinking it. It truly lives up to its reputation as a spring from a forbidden area."

Before Yang An even got close, he could hear Zhou Yi, Li Xiaoman, and others expressing their scattered sighs and curiosity about his origins.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo laughed it off.

"Yang An, you're back. We should head that way now." Ye Fan was still thinking about the name 'Forbidden Wasteland' and felt apprehensive. He urged them to leave, unaware that he himself was the biggest forbidden zone.

"follow me."

Yang An looked into the distance. He had taken everything he could and eaten everything he could. There was really nothing left to stay in this desolate forbidden land.

If they stayed any longer, the slaves would have to entertain them.

The group immediately set off, traversing several mountains. They all drank some of the divine spring water brought by Ye Fan and Pang Bo, and were full of energy, feeling no fatigue at all. It wasn't until they crossed another small mountain that they seemed to step out of the desolate ancient forbidden land, and their bodies suddenly became hot.

"I feel like my whole body is on fire," someone said, their face flushed with anxiety and unease.

“Me too,” Zhou Yi replied painfully.

"Oh my god, it hurts so much!" Cade blurted out in his native language, frantically pounding the ground.

"What happened? Yang An, do you know what happened?" Ye Fan, suppressing his distress, quickly asked Yang An.

Yang An had already sat down cross-legged, circulating his true energy to resist the strange force, and barely managed to answer, "It may be due to the influence of the forbidden zone. The explosion occurred the moment we stepped out, and I'm no different. It's not easier for me than for you. Now we can only endure it."

His words extinguished Ye Fan's last shred of hope.

"Let me die... I want to peel this skin off..."

Struggling, crying, rolling, and screaming, the crowd was almost in despair. Their loud roars and intense pain gradually blurred their minds, until they finally fainted completely.

Only Yang An, though still in great pain, remained clear-headed as he circulated his inner energy.

He could feel the ancient, primordial power seeping into his body, witnessing the entire process of people's youth fading into old age, as if an invisible scythe of time was reaping their lifespans. Yang An struggled to resist, feeling confused and bewildered.

"The strange power of the ancient forbidden land erodes life. Those who are lucky enough to survive will have their cultivation potential stimulated, helping them to open their sea of ​​reincarnation and become cultivators of the secret realm."

"But I only have the Qi Sea within my body, and my true qi is circulating. Without the secret seed passed down by Shi Hao, how can I open the Wheel Sea? What will happen if I force it open?"

Almost no one could answer this question for him.

After all, all the beings in the Shrouding the Heavens universe have the secret realm law seed engraved by the Desolate Heaven Emperor within their bodies, but Yang An is the only exception.

"The will of the gods is above all else!"

"Ever-changing, capable of anything!"

As if sensing Yang An's predicament, the golden figure in his sea of ​​consciousness, the Mark of the Gods, once again unleashed its power, and an indescribable great will surged forth, causing the nature of his true energy to change in the darkness.

The will of the gods can transform everything, creating something from nothing, arising from nothing, like a power from a higher dimension.

"Crash!!"

Yang An could casually condense the military aura of a solid qi soldier, transforming it into wisps of Daoist rhyme, black and white qi, life and death cycles, and re-evolving based on his dantian.

The five secret realms of the human body: the Sea of ​​Wheels, the Palace of the Dao, the Four Extremes, the Dragon Transformation, and the Immortal Platform!
It may seem extraordinary and unconventional, but in reality, it is just another name for the dantian, the five internal organs, the four limbs and bones, the spine, and the human brain.

In the Qigong system, these places also require practice.

The mark of the gods led to this possibility, and Yang An gradually understood, "I get it!"

Qi, which gathers and disperses without form, is the source of all things!
The Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force possesses boundless divine power and is ever-changing. When combined with the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force, it is enough for him to simulate any method he knows. The essence remains unchanged, and the 840 million particles are rearranged and recombined, allowing him to cultivate the secret realm method.

As the saying goes, the primordial primordial energy is the foundation of the Great Dao! All laws of heaven and earth are within one's grasp!
"There is no obstacle between the two; they can be transformed in the blink of an eye!"

Yang An exhaled, and his dantian transformed into the sea of ​​qi in an instant. The two energies of life and death intertwined, and golden waves surged. However, it was not the sacred body, but the sacred blood and qi of the sovereign body!

Deep within that sea of ​​suffering, a spring was dug out, and life flowed forth like a spring!
"Perhaps this can also be used as proof of cultivation level, that the Qi Realm is equivalent to the Life Spring cultivator?" Yang An had another thought. His Sea of ​​Wheels dissipated, his Sea of ​​Qi reappeared, and the Spear of the Underworld God reappeared in his hand.

The transition between them is almost seamless.

However, Yang An keenly sensed a slight difference.

The transformed Sea of ​​Qi was far inferior to his true Sea of ​​Qi. It might be far superior to other cultivators of the same level in the world of "Covering the Sky," but it couldn't compare to true Qi. Ultimately, it was just a simulation.

In the world of the Holy King, Yang Qi cultivates the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique. From his superior position, he can simulate all qigong techniques below the Dominator level, thus mastering one technique and understanding all others.

Yang An's qigong simulation, however, seemed even more exaggerated, crossing different world systems without any hindrance.

At this moment, the golden figure sent another thought to Yang An, leaving him stunned. "Is this also due to my talent?"

The mark of the gods is merely a decoder within it; though it has worked hard and made great contributions, its true ability is entirely its own.

"I'm amazing!" Yang An couldn't help but praise himself.

It wasn't just him bragging; it was truly outrageous and defied all reason!
Traveling through countless realms, all cultivation levels shift with the times.

What is this concept.

Even the legendary Great Luo Immortal, whose proof is eternal, is nothing compared to this! Just what is the origin of his talent?

"It's a talent that even I find terrifying," Yang An murmured, his expression filled with emotion. He was simply too powerful.

(End of this chapter)