As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality - Chapter 928: The Temple God Carved in the Mysterious Fog, Wood Carving Cracks, Elder Li Goes Completely Mad

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

A sudden gale swept through the ridges of Divine Carving Ridge, roaring amidst the mountains. The dense forest swayed with the wind, and the rustling of millions of leaves came together in a symphony of sound.

Like waves crashing against the shore, surging tides!

It felt as if an intangible will in the heavens and earth had awakened in fury, causing the Cloud Dome to rumble and the air currents to clash violently!

Within Divine Carving Ridge, numerous workshops were scattered about. Inside some workshops, multiple workstations were meticulously arranged, allowing Wood Carvers to focus on crafting Divine Wood Carvings.

On many worktables, unfinished Divine Wood Carvings were placed.

Some were rough blanks, others were being intricately shaped, and a few had reached the final stages of polishing.

Yet at this very moment…

All of these wood carvings seemed to have gained a spiritual connection, or perhaps it was the divinity inherent in Divine Wood Carvings being awakened, trembling incessantly.

As if caught in a fervor—submissive, exalted, energized…

The sentiment of reverence for a pilgrimage!

Yes, a pilgrimage!

Outside the workshops, Divine Sculpture Masters, Woodcarving Masters, and other veteran craftsmen all revealed looks of disbelief in their eyes.

Each of these masters, with decades of experience in the Divine Sculpture Path, was acutely familiar with the intricacies of Divine Wood Carvings’ state of being.

It could almost be said they shared a telepathic bond.

At this moment, they seemed to feel the emotions of their unfinished Divine Wood Carvings.

Yun Haiyang and Zhou Tianshui, two Divine Sculpture Masters, were even more astounded. They stood up, their bodies trembling slightly.

To carve with Mortal Wood, infusing it with spiritual essence and provoking countless wood carvings into a state of pilgrimage.

Like ancient, devout disciples ascending toward the holy mountain, bowing their heads at every step, kneeling deeply every third step!

Yun Haiyang and Zhou Tianshui were the top Divine Sculpture Masters in Qianyuan Dao City after Su Huaiming’s passing.

With their extraordinary insight, even they couldn’t help but feel shaken at this moment.

Looking at Li Che, who had merely struck his ninth stroke, their perception was one of unparalleled smoothness, an effortless mastery—as if Mortal Wood was as tender as tofu, yielding gently to Li Che’s blade, falling apart with ease.

It was a sensation so sublime that their pores seemed to open wide, radiating heat in a burst of exhilaration.

An utterly indulgent smoothness! A mental ecstasy and celebration!

So magnificent—such technique…

The two Divine Sculpture Masters trembled uncontrollably.

They had witnessed Elder Sun once attaining enlightenment in the Holy Hand Divine Sculpture’s concept and likewise carving with Mortal Wood.

Yet Li Che’s style was entirely distinct. A faint shadow of resemblance could be traced, but Li Che appeared…

Th𝙞𝕤 𝗰h𝓪p𝘵𝖾r ɩѕ pՕ𝓈𝙩ꬲḍ b𝕪 𝓀𝚒τꬲ𝗇𝙤𝓋𝗲𝖑

More self-assured, more composed, more unhindered!

Elder Sun had reached his epiphany at the twilight of his life, grasping a fleeting moment of brilliance. Li Che, however, was different…

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap—

A crisp sound resonated from the various workshops of the Divine Sculpture Masters on Divine Carving Ridge.

Sharp and clear, subtly interwoven like torrential rain pounding against the ground.

It was reminiscent of thousands of monks and nuns fervently chanting in reverence, worshipping a sacred figure!

Many Wood Carvers felt their hearts pounding uncontrollably, as though their chests might burst open.

“This aura!”

“This has promise!”

Yun Haiyang and Zhou Tianshui, the two Divine Sculpture Masters, gasped heavily, fingers clenched tightly into fists.

Meanwhile—

Gongshu Jingjun, the Ridge Master of Divine Carving Ridge, and Great Elder Tang Xiejia, both seasoned with years of experience with Divine Sculptures, were too familiar with their nature.

Thus, when Li Che had merely struck nine strokes on Mortal Wood, crafting a rudimentary blank that exuded such profound and majestic aura, causing countless carvings to bow in reverence…

It explained everything!

“Li Che’s Divine Sculpture Technique… has made tremendous progress compared to before!”

“Did he really thoroughly comprehend the concept of the Holy Hand Divine Sculpture passed down by Elder Sun?”

“How could this be… it’s so soon!”

Gongshu Jingjun took a deep breath.

Tang Xiejia’s eyes, however, burned with intensity as he stared intently, his fists clenched tightly.

The talent for Divine Sculptures could reflect in mechanical aptitude as well, which explained why Tang Sanjia held Li Che in such high regard—even entrusting Li Che with the Tang Family’s treasured Mechanical Techniques.

Perhaps Li Che truly possessed the ability to repair that particular Mechanical Beast?

Tang Sanjia’s judgment… truly remarkable. At the very least, far superior to Tang Xiejia’s, who had chosen a divergent path. Tang Xiejia had invested less in Mechanical Techniques, channeling most of his focus into Martial Path cultivation.

In the distance—

Behind a chessboard, Imperial Astronomical Observatory Inspector Hong Shifu squinted his eyes, the peculiar gleam in his gaze now intensified to its utmost degree.

The moment the rough blank had taken form, Mortal Wood had shed its mortal essence.

This indicated that Li Che’s Divine Sculpture Technique had undoubtedly reached the threshold of Divine Sculpture Half-Saint, demonstrating the miraculous ability to transform stone into gold!

Hong Shifu stroked his beard, narrowing his eyes: “This young man… he’s only twenty-four years old, and yet his Divine Sculpture talent… can be this extraordinary?”

Divine Sculpture, Divine Pill, Divine Talisman, and Divine Weapon—the four divine paths—all required innate talent to excel.

Among them, the Divine Sculpture Path demanded the most talent, involving mastery of an ethereal aura and meticulous expertise honed to perfection.

This was why the number of Divine Pill Half-Saints and Divine Talisman Half-Saints exceeded the count of Divine Sculpture Half-Saints.

The elusive aura, akin to misty clouds, remained incredibly difficult to capture and hold.

Yet in truth, at the Holy Hand and Half-Saint levels, breaking through any of the divine paths was exceedingly challenging, demanding that one take their craft to its utmost pinnacle. Whether Divine Pill Half-Saint or Divine Talisman Half-Saint… the difficulty in achieving breakthroughs was by no means less than that of Divine Sculpture Half-Saints.

However, compared to high-level Divine Sculpture Masters, Divine Pill Masters and Divine Talisman Masters existed in higher frequency.