Until the elder pointed a finger, Zhao Ya realized that the person walking out of the crowd crying was none other than the current Grand Elder, Guan Xuejiang.
In the image, he appeared slightly younger than he does now.
The elder called Guan Xuejiang forward and whispered something in his ear, causing Guan Xuejiang to cry even more bitterly, but he accepted it by kneeling on the ground.
Zhao Ya understood that this elder was likely the former Grand Elder.
In the great battle, he was seriously injured, and in his final moments, he chose Guan Xuejiang as the next Grand Elder.
And when the surviving martial artists all knelt before Guan Xuejiang, the elder finally closed his eyes and passed away.
The image abruptly stopped at this moment.
From then on, Zhao Ya could only feel the vast yet chaotic consciousness wave coming from the Azure Dragon Map.
This consciousness wave unknowingly affected Zhao Ya.
In a trance, Zhao Ya felt as if he had merged with the Cliff Dragon Painting.
This feeling was quite mysterious.
Almost instantly, Zhao Ya re-experienced the scene he just witnessed.
But unlike before, where he viewed it as a third party, this time Zhao Ya transformed into the Azure Dragon on the cliff, sensing everything around him.
From the craftsmen’s carving of his body, to the moment when the flash of two blades passed and he gained light, able to see outside.
Then, it was those martial artists worshiping him, contemplating and cultivating.
Even during that great battle, when a young man shattered his dragon horn with a single point, Zhao Ya felt the pain vividly.
Although this comprehensive experience of perception was just a brief moment, for Zhao Ya’s self-awareness, it felt incredibly long.
One could even say that in that instant, Zhao Ya sensed all the perceptions of the Cliff Dragon over a thousand years.
The tremendous consciousness rushing in was enough to shatter any weak consciousness.
In a trance, even Zhao Ya’s self-awareness became increasingly blurred, until he couldn’t distinguish whether he was Zhao Ya or the Azure Dragon on the cliff.
But at this moment, the seed Zhao Ya had left in his consciousness beforehand came into play.
I am Zhao Ya, a traveler.
Just this simple sentence instantly awakened Zhao Ya’s consciousness.
Then Zhao Ya opened his eyes, seeing himself still standing in front of the Cliff Dragon Painting, without even moving his palm an inch.
As he looked up, he saw the night sky with a hazy crescent moon, and nothing unusual around.
Zhao Ya estimated that from the time he reached out to touch it until he awakened, only a few minutes had passed.
Yet in this short period, Zhao Ya felt as if he had experienced a long passage of time, almost being assimilated by the vast consciousness contained in the Azure Dragon Map, the risk of which was imaginable.
At this, Zhao Ya slowly exhaled.
He anticipated such a risk, so he planted a seed of awakening in his subconscious during meditation.
Moreover, if there was a real risk of consciousness obliteration, the Organ Talents would forcefully awaken Zhao Ya.
So even though this was dangerous, it was still within Zhao Ya’s controllable range.
And compared to this adventure, Zhao Ya’s gains were quite substantial.
The most prominent was naturally the Azure Dragon True Power.
After this consciousness impact and baptism, the originally weak Azure Dragon True Power not only strengthened several times but also seemed to have undergone purification and refinement, becoming incredibly pure.
Additionally, Zhao Ya had an unexpected joy, which was that his consciousness became much clearer.
When looking at the world around him again, it was so clear, as if a veil had been lifted.
Zhao Ya didn’t even need to look deliberately to clearly see, under the faint moonlight, the details of a small blade of grass hidden within the brick crevices ten meters away.
In fact, just these gains would already be worth it, but the most crucial thing was that after this encounter, Zhao Ya’s understanding of the Azure Dragon True Power reached a whole new level.
Even Guo Luming and Guan Xuejiang might not have understood it as deeply as he did.
After all, just a moment ago, Zhao Ya truly became the Cliff Azure Dragon and perceived everything.
This was Zhao Ya’s biggest purpose for this journey.
Zhao Ya looked up again at the silent yet seemingly about to fly away the next second Azure Dragon carving.
The previous intimidation was gone, replaced by an unspeakable closeness.
Zhao Ya reached out to gently stroke the scales and then quietly disappeared into the darkness.
But he didn’t know that just now, when he was communicating with the Cliff Dragon Painting, Guan Xuejiang in the main hall and Guo Luming in the Library both looked up with puzzled expressions.
Because they clearly felt a hint of anomaly.
But when they arrived at the Azure Dragon Map, Zhao Ya had already left, nowhere to be seen.
The two of them could only stand at the Azure Dragon Map, frowning and dazed.
"Senior brother, what happened?" Guan Xuejiang asked.
Guo Luming shook his head, "I’m not sure either, just suddenly felt some fluctuations in the Azure Dragon Map, so I came over."
"I felt the same, but now it seems there’s nothing unusual, could it be because I used the Power of Azure Dragon during the day?" Guan Xuejiang hesitated.
"Probably," Guo Luming could only give such an ambiguous answer.