It must be very difficult to re-carve the original talent inscription, and it is not an easy task to achieve the original effect.

But compared with this, carving a new talent inscription is simply a fantasy. No one has ever been able to carve a completely new talent inscription on a stone tablet that has already had an talent inscription carved on it. This is a kind of hedge, an impact on the aura brought by the original talent inscription. It would be fine if it was more vast and majestic than the original talent inscription, and maybe it could slightly cover up the original aura.

However, if he is not careful and the new talent inscription he carves out is not as talented as the original talent inscription, then Yang Zhen will inevitably suffer the backlash of the talent inscription. At the very least, he will be injured, and at worst, his foundation may be damaged. This is an extremely terrible thing.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and doubt, especially the Lord of Cambrian City. Only now did he suddenly realize how difficult this matter was for Yang Zhen.

The expression on the face of the Cambrian City Lord kept changing. He seemed to be hesitant to speak. He wanted to stop Yang Zhen from taking the risk alone, but he also wanted to let Yang Zhen give it a try.

Seeing that Yang Zhen had not taken any action, the Lord of Cambrian City became hesitant again and again.

Han Jingtian laughed, patted the shoulder of the Lord of Cambrian City and said, "Lord Lord, please don't worry about this. I believe that Yang Xiaoyou must have a plan in mind. If he can do it, he will definitely spare no effort. If he can't do it, I believe that with his character, he won't force it too much."

After hearing Han Jingtian's words, the Lord of Cambrian City suddenly understood, as if something had suddenly dawned on him. He breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Yang Zhen with a strange expression.

Of course, with the character of Yang Zhen, how could he do anything reluctantly? From the bitch cat's mouth, he learned about Yang Zhen's experiences, and every one of them was easy to come by. His worries were simply unnecessary.

Not only that, thinking of Yang Zhen's style and character, and then thinking about what Yang Zhen had done in the City Lord's Mansion during this period, the corners of the Cambrian City Lord's mouth trembled. Suddenly, he was no longer worried at all, and began to wonder what Yang Zhen would do.

At this moment, a surge of talent suddenly burst out from Yang Zhen's body with a bang. Waves of majestic energy condensed in the air and did not dissipate. The golden inscriptions emanating from his body were shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye they became overwhelming, almost covering the entire ancestral monument.

Boom! There were bursts of rumbling sounds in the air, as profound as the sound of heaven, but Yang Zhen was strolling leisurely, holding the Sun Shadow Sword and walking slowly around the ancestral monument.

Seeing this sudden scene, everyone showed a look of surprise.

Almost everyone present had fought with Yang Zhen before, and knew that Yang Zhen had reached the pinnacle in the condensation of phantoms and even in the control of earth elements. However, no one had expected that Yang Zhen also had such high attainments in the field of talent inscriptions, and they were immediately shocked.

Especially Han Yan'er, after seeing this scene, a look of surprise and doubt appeared in her eyes, mixed with a hint of suspicion.

For someone like Han Yan'er who is focused on Taoism, a cultivation family like Yang Zhen who is open to all kinds of practices is almost like child's play.

Under such circumstances, it is like biting off more than you can chew. How did Yang Zhen manage to reach such a level?

Not to mention Yang Zhen's overall strength, his talents and attainments in all aspects surprised everyone present.

Just when everyone was in doubt, Yang Zhen suddenly took a deep leap, and a white cloud suddenly burst out from under his feet, emitting waves of true energy, which lifted Yang Zhen into the air.

Buzz! As Yang Zhen casually swung the sword, a burst of righteousness suddenly erupted from the Sun Shadow Sword. The golden light was like the scorching sun, making people squint their eyes slightly.

However, under such light, Han Yan'er not only did not squint her eyes, but instead widened her eyes and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, her small cherry lips opened wide in surprise without her realizing it.

"The Sun Shadow Shines!"

Han Yan'er muttered to herself in a daze, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Han Jingtian was shocked, turned around and looked at Han Yan'er in surprise and asked, "Is this Riying Yaoyang?"

Han Yan'er nodded, and for the first time showed admiration for Yang Zhen, saying, "Yang Zhen's talent in cultivation is truly enviable."

Han Yan'er blushed slightly, shook her head and said, "Yan'er was too conceited before, but..."

At this point, Han Yan'er glared at Yang Zhen and said, "This damn guy has such a high talent, but he actually uses it on such a variety of cultivation methods. Does he want to become a saint in all three thousand ways? With such a talent, if he concentrates on cultivation, he would probably have already broken through to the Divine Wandering Realm."

Han Jingtian laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "Of course it is impossible for all three thousand great ways to become saints. This is simply wishful thinking."

"But Yang Zhen..." Han Yan'er's face flashed a hint of hesitation: "What on earth is he thinking?"

The two were speechless for a moment. At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly shouted softly, his hands moved like a dragon, and the long sword hummed like the blazing sun. With a bang, the talent inscription burst out, and the Sun Shadow Sword crossed the ancestral stele, leaving a series of gullies. Suddenly, countless talent inscriptions attached to it, emitting a shining light and exuding a sense of majestic aura.

"Young friend Yang is indeed going to carve a brand new talent inscription!" The Lord of Cambrian City exclaimed, staring at the movements of Yang Zhen's hands nervously.

The others were also startled and quickly focused their attention on the sword in Yang Zhen's hand.

Buzz! There were buzzing sounds, and as the long sword flew, gravel kept falling. The surging talent inscriptions in the air began to shake violently, and one after another gathered on Yang Zhen's long sword.

At this time, Yang Zhen was standing alone in the air, with his left hand behind his waist and the long sword in his right hand falling like a pen. His movements were natural and powerful, and everyone who saw him exclaimed in amazement.

Yang Zhen only planned to carve one word on the upper half of the huge ancestral stele, which was about ten meters in size. This was beyond everyone's expectations.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Yang Xiaoyou actually wants to completely cover up half of the Talent Inscription article with just one word. How... is this possible?"

"Beyond imagination, absolutely beyond imagination, I have learned a lot today!"

"This... is good, good, what a good word 'true'. The strokes are as strong and powerful as a flying dragon. When I saw it, my Dao essence actually shook a little."

"Really?" The white-bearded old man stretched his neck, stared at the word "really" carved by Yang Zhen, and said hesitantly: "Could it be that Young Master Yang wants to carve the word 'truth'?"

The old man with black beard shook his head and said, "I don't think so. Although the word truth has a profound meaning, how can it be more appropriate to the situation than the word 'true love'?"

Han Jingtian glanced at Blackbeard after hearing this, and after a moment of silence, he said, "In my opinion, the word 'true love' is not enough to express Yang Xiaoyou's free and easy posture and artistic conception. If it is the word 'true realm', it is very suitable for Yang Xiaoyou's current state."

"Really...really..." The Lord of Cambrian City muttered to himself, and said with surprise: "Discard the false and retain the true, what a profound conception, but what does he intend to depict with the second word?"

Everyone was paying attention to Yang Zhen’s next word, and Yang Zhen did not keep everyone waiting too long.

As the long sword flew, after Yang Zhen finished carving, he suddenly lowered his body, and the sword moved like a dragon. A huge word "Xiang" appeared in front of everyone.

So delicious!

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other in confusion.

"It smells really good?" The Lord of Cambrian City looked suspicious and asked blankly, "Everyone, what does it mean to smell really good?"

(End of this chapter)