Three Strokes Fuse Into One

After clearly seeing the symbol, Wang Lin turned his head around. By the time he turned around, the life seal had already disappeared and his expression was completely neutral.

Yao Xixue had already moved far off into the distance, and Wang Lin casually followed behind her.

His mind was still thinking of that symbol he saw on the statue. That symbol was similar to the three stroke symbol in Yao Xixue’s eyes and to the golden symbol in his eyes.

As Wang Lin walked, he raised his hand and his gaze fell on his palm. The six stroke symbol appeared on his hand once more.

“This symbol is interesting; it seems to be the foundation. Whether it is Yao Xixue’s three stroke symbol or my six stroke symbol, both contain this symbol!”

His eyes lit up and he waved his hand to draw that symbol. His finger contained celestial spiritual energy, but there was no reaction from the celestial spiritual energy in his body after he drew it.