“Master, what is this?” Meng Fan asked, somewhat at a loss.

He was genuinely confused, unsure of Elder Lin’s intentions for bringing him here.

Meng Fan’s face was filled with doubt.

Elder Lin spoke with a grave tone, “Didn’t you want to practice visualization techniques? The three strongest visualization techniques of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect are right here!”

Meng Fan’s brow furrowed, still not quite understanding.

Elder Lin continued, “With Fuxi’s Sword, you can visualize Fu Xi; with Shennong’s Cauldron, you can visualize Shennong; with Nuwa’s Jade, you can visualize Nuwa. What visualization technique could possibly surpass that of visualizing the Three Emperors?”

Meng Fan was stunned, never expecting Elder Lin to think so grandly!

To visualize the Three Emperors through the three Divine Artifacts.

Indeed, what visualization technique could compare to that of the Three Emperors?

“However, this is indeed an extremely difficult task. Even I did not succeed in visualizing the Three Emperors back in my day, but I believe you have the potential!”

Hearing Elder Lin’s confidence in him, Meng Fan felt a bit intimidated.

It was only because of his Talent, Sword Dao Transcendence, that he could demonstrate unparalleled Enlightenment.

So, in reality, his Enlightenment was only useful for Sword Technique.

Visualizing the Three Emperors seemed unrelated to Sword Technique, right?

Shennong’s Cauldron and Nuwa’s Jade were definitely out of the question for him, but there might still be hope for Fuxi’s Sword.

After all, it was a sword, and he could just about make a connection.

“The three Divine Artifacts are too powerful to be sealed, so it’s impossible for you to have the chance to touch them.

You must maintain a distance of at least ten meters, or your body will suffer damage!

So, you can only try to comprehend these three Divine Artifacts from ten meters away, to visualize them.

But don’t feel pressured, because it’s normal if you can’t comprehend or visualize them. I’m just letting you try!”

Hearing Elder Lin’s words, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he really didn’t have confidence in himself.

His repeated “exceptional performances” had made Elder Lin unconditionally believe in him, but this was an illusion.

Meng Fan was indeed talented, but only in a specific area, he wasn’t omnipotent!

“Alright, Master, I’ll give it a try,” Meng Fan took a deep breath.

Regardless, since Elder Lin had created this opportunity for him, he would definitely give it his all.

For Meng Fan, this was an unexpected opportunity. Success would be great, but even failure wouldn’t result in any loss!

After all, it was getting something for free!

“Focus your mind on visualization, I will protect you here, so don’t worry about being disturbed,” Elder Lin said seriously, sitting cross-legged.

Meng Fan nodded and began to approach the Three Emperors Platform.

Elder Lin was right; when Meng Fan was about ten meters from the Three Emperors Platform, he felt a tremendous pressure.

One more step, and he might not be able to withstand it.

So Meng Fan stood at this spot, focusing intently on Fuxi’s Sword.

He gave up on Shennong’s Cauldron and Nuwa’s Jade, knowing he couldn’t comprehend anything from those two Divine Artifacts and decided not to waste time.

Only with Fuxi’s Sword was there a glimmer of hope!

Meng Fan stared at Fuxi’s Sword, while Elder Lin watched him.

At this moment, he wouldn’t allow anyone to disturb Meng Fan.

For Meng Fan was at one of the most crucial turning points in his life.

This was far more important than killing a Purple Thunder Pig and absorbing Thunder Essence to enhance his Cultivation Level!

Meng Fan’s gaze was fixed on Fuxi’s Sword, unblinking, trying to comprehend something from it.

But just staring, Meng Fan couldn’t comprehend anything.

If he could touch Fuxi’s Sword, perhaps there would be some special change, but he could only observe it from a distance of ten meters.

He could look but not touch!

This was frustrating.

Meng Fan’s brows furrowed, wondering what to do.

It seemed he wouldn’t be able to comprehend anything, wasting Elder Lin’s efforts.

Meng Fan sighed inwardly.

Just as Meng Fan was about to give up, the Hong Qi Sword on his body suddenly burst into a red light.

The red light shot towards Fuxi’s Sword.

Following that, a divine light also spilled from Fuxi’s Sword.

The next second, the red light dissipated.

“Hong Qi, are you alright?” Meng Fan asked with a frown, concerned.

“Don’t worry, Master, I’ve just lost some vitality, I’ll recover in a few days,” Hong Qi’s voice appeared in Meng Fan’s mind.

“Why did you provoke Fuxi’s Sword?”

“Because Elder Lin is here, there’s no danger. I just wanted to see if there was another opportunity for you, Master.”

“Alright then!”

Clearly, Hong Qi had sensed Meng Fan’s helplessness just now, so she wanted to stir things up to see if there were other opportunities.

Meng Fan didn’t hold much hope for Hong Qi’s actions.

How often does a blind cat run into a dead mouse?

But the result made Meng Fan’s eyes widen.

As the divine light spilled from Fuxi’s Sword, his Talent, Sword Dao Transcendence, began to activate.

What is a supreme Talent?

This ability to seize the slightest opportunity was truly formidable.

The divine light, under the operation of Meng Fan’s Sword Dao Transcendence, gradually moved towards him.

Finally, the divine light slowly entered Meng Fan’s body.

As if it was forcibly pulled into his body!

Elder Lin, watching from the side, couldn’t help but widen his eyes, his face showing ecstasy.

This kid had not let him down.

He had created a miracle once again!

Even after witnessing Meng Fan’s impossible miracles time and again, Elder Lin now felt it was quite normal, without the previous shock.

It was as if he vaguely felt that this was to be expected.

This was outrageous!

Throughout the history of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, those who could visualize the Three Emperors from the three Divine Artifacts were few and far between; not even a single hand’s fingers could count them all.

Not to mention, of the first generation of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, whether disciples or the Sect Master, none who are still alive have achieved this!

“No, I think I’m getting ahead of myself,” Elder Lin muttered to himself.

Now it was just that a divine light from Fuxi’s Sword had been absorbed by Meng Fan, which didn’t mean he had comprehended anything.

However, it was at least a good sign.

The prospects were promising!

Elder Lin stopped watching Meng Fan and looked around, extremely vigilant.

He feared that at such a critical moment, something inconsiderate would come rushing over and disturb Meng Fan.

This kind of absurd yet low-level incident often happened in history.

So he would never allow such a thing to happen.

Meanwhile, Meng Fan, as the divine light from Fuxi’s Sword surged into his body, closed his eyes.

At this point, there was no need to look at Fuxi’s Sword anymore.