In the Vengeance Hall, Chu Xisheng had not been studying for long before his Vengeful True Intent broke through again, reaching the eleventh realm.
Previously, he actually intended to suppress it and had not immersed himself in the study of Vengeful True Intent.
At this moment, Chu Xisheng only glanced at the Vengeance Statue inside the hall, and his Supreme Divine Communication burst forth continuously. Understanding flowed through him instantly, and he comprehended all the essentials of the eleventh level of ’Vengeful True Intent’.
At this moment, his ’Vengeance Illusion Ring’ could no longer suppress it. Although Chu Xisheng’s bloodline did not revert back to Vengeance, a slight crack had already appeared on the Vengeance Illusion Ring.
This crack was extremely faint, yet it continued to expand. In Chu Xisheng’s perception, it was exceptionally glaring and striking.
Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but blink, lifting the illusion ring in his hand towards Su Fengdao: "Master, what should I do about this?"
Su Fengdao also furrowed her brows deeply; the Sect had not anticipated that Chu Xisheng would advance so quickly when this ring was crafted.
Before even reaching the Fifth Grade, he had already cultivated the Vengeful Blade Intent to such a realm.
The Elder Council originally thought this ring could last until Chu Xisheng stepped into the Fourth Grade.
Her expression then turned calm: "In front of our people, there’s no need to use this ring; it should still last for a while. Do what you need to, and if it can’t be concealed, so be it. No need to stifle yourself."
Su Fengdao pondered that by the time they returned, the Sect could have the Flying Sword set made for Chu Xisheng ready.
This guy could also take the secret medicine anytime to advance to Fifth Rank Lower.
By then, even though Chu Xisheng’s cultivation might not reach Fourth Grade, his combat strength wouldn’t be much weaker than expected.
The situation wasn’t actually that bad.
Chu Xisheng was already mentally prepared.
It was just that the timing was slightly earlier than he expected, which put quite a bit of pressure on him.
From now on, he could no longer hide behind Chu Ming; he had to face the wild storms ahead directly.
He chuckled freely and continued to study the Vengeance Statue.
Chu Xisheng gradually forgot both self and surroundings, becoming unaware of the passage of time.
Facing the dragon-headed, wolf-bodied statue before him, he sat for a full nine suns before withdrawing from the meditative state of study.
At this point, the ’Vengeful True Intent’ on his character panel still remained at the seventeenth layer.
He himself had cultivated to the eleventh level, an increase of six layers.
The continuous nine suns of study by Chu Xisheng were by no means fruitless; he gleaned many profound insights from the Vengeance Statue.
But his cultivation was too weak to support them, and they were too profound to form a system.
However, thanks to the Heavenly Rules extracted from the Seventeen Layers of Vengeful Blade Intent, Chu Xisheng’s work became more complete and refined.
Chu Xisheng then furrowed his brow.
Did Pangu regard Vengeance as just this?
Could it be a counterfeit of later generations?
There was indeed too little that he could glean from this sculpture.
Chu Xisheng did not sense any power exceeding the Limit of Human and God from it.
How could ’Vengeance’ in Pangu’s eyes be only of mortal caliber?
"Do you feel you gained too little?"
Su Fengdao also awoke from meditation; she could discern Chu Xisheng’s thoughts at a glance and then lightly flicked his forehead.
"It is indeed a Vengeance Statue carved by Pangu, though its era is unknown. However, its true intent is inherently profound, and different cultivations will see it in different forms. This is the brilliance of Pangu. When your cultivation is sufficient, and fate brings you here again, you will surely perceive more."
She then stood up: "Let’s go. We can stay here for about ten more days before visiting the Sky-opening Hall again."
They are living people, and staying here too long will be affected by the Eternal Stone, causing unpredictable anomalies.
These anomalies can be both good and bad, but mostly they tend to be detrimental.
Su Fengdao then led Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu to another nearby Sky-opening Hall.
This was a hall five hundred zhang long and wide, yet at its center lay only a metal fragment, half an arm’s length, shorter than a short saber.
"What is this?" Ye Zhiqiu gazed at the metal fragment, her eyes serious.
She sensed countless Heavenly Rules converged upon it, exuding an imposing sharpness.
"It’s a fragment of the Sky-opening Axe, a fusion of many powers. Sources like Heaven Punishment, Slaughter Heaven, Ten Thousand Killings, Yuan Tu, Avici, Cutting Heaven, Extreme, Taiyin, Sun Dao all originate from it."
Su Fengdao dared not let them approach; she simply sat at the doorstep of the hall.
Chu Xisheng felt a slight confusion: "Since it is a fragment of the Sky-opening Axe, why hasn’t it been taken away?"
Such a powerful Divine Artifact Fragment, if forged into a weapon, what kind of Divine Might would it possess?
"The problem is the plethora of Daos it encompasses. For the Gods, it’s unsuitable, not pure enough; for us mortals, it’s untouchable."
Su Fengdao shook her head: "The contents within are beyond what you can bear at present, so study as much as you can without overexerting. In ten days, we will return to the Formless Divine Mountain."
Mention of the Formless Divine Mountain made Su Fengdao recall the recent joint attack by the court and Xu Clan against Chu Xisheng.
She squinted her eyes, considering that by now, the Sect should be aware of this event.
Chu Xisheng couldn’t relay this to the Sect within the Returning Ruins, but she had her ways.
She wondered how Li Changsheng and the Elder Council would respond?
And as for that Li Miantuan, hopefully he wouldn’t disappoint!
At this moment, Li Changsheng, who was in Su Fengdao’s thoughts, had already arrived at Wang’an City.
Carrying a Sword Artifact entwined with countless strands of purple qi, he stood at the main gate of the Imperial City—Anning Gate.
Li Changsheng was just over five feet tall, yet the sword he carried was nearly six feet long.