"Disciple, you may not know this, but to practice this Green Scripture, there is a prerequisite. We must first verify your comprehension of the Cyan Dao."
As soon as Long Zhantian finished speaking, Lin Feng felt puzzled. What kind of mystical technique required meeting a condition before practice? Wait, was it one of those "to master the divine art, one must first castrate oneself" tropes? At the thought, cold sweat broke out on Lin Feng's forehead.
Long Zhantian reached into his robe and pulled out several items. One was a conch-like horn—a transmission horn unique to high-ranking demon clans, similar to the human race's flying swords but capable of real-time communication over thousands of miles. Another was a simple bronze mirror, and the third was an exquisitely decorated green metal hoop.
Chapter 230