The Next Cauldron

Xiang Yang knew nothing of what had happened at the Divine Constable Gate in Shang Commandery. By then, he had already returned to Snowfall Peak on Little Merchant Mountain. Aside from his regular cultivation, he painstakingly studied the newly attained Wedding Dress Divine Skill, almost obsessing over it every day.

The former Wedding Dress Divine Skill possessed fierce, tyrannical true qi—unyielding and unmatched in might, brimming with aggression. Yet outwardly, it resembled towering mountain ranges, prioritizing depth and abundance, with supplementary functions added on.

For instance, abolishing one's cultivation and rebuilding it from scratch could forge one's power into a seamless whole, immune to techniques that absorbed others' power. It could also strengthen one's Essence, Qi, and Spirit, deepen one's potential, and so on.

But Xiang Yang's newly achieved Wedding Dress Divine Skill had discarded those supplementary functions, pursuing slaughter alone. Beyond its vastness and ferocity, it condensed like a blade's edge. Combined with the might of thunder and fire, then unleashed through saber techniques, its lethality rose dramatically. It had become a formidable martial art even more powerful than the original.

Unfortunately, thunder and fire were fierce and violent, harming both others and oneself. Rashly absorbing the qi of heaven and earth carried even greater unforeseeable dangers.

Xiang Yang had always upheld the scientific principle of bold hypotheses and careful verification. Even he did not dare test what he had in mind.

Thus, he could only suppress the urge and wait until he entered the Heavenly Illusion Secret Realm before experimenting. He would surely gain something then.

Indeed, Xiang Yang had long ago obtained five years of training time within the Heavenly Illusion Secret Realm. He had merely delayed entering it, for many reasons.

At first, he had intended to use those five years to cultivate a primordial spirit.