"In this regard, Junior Nephew Ye Zhuo has the most say."
Lin Xuan could not help looking at Ye Zhuo.
Ye Zhuo nodded and said, "Divine Descent of the Nine Heavens is indeed difficult to control. Not only is the cultivation method incomplete, but once that special power is generated, it cannot be severed before its source is fully exhausted."
"I tried many methods. I even condensed an incarnation of killing intent, spending vast resources and time using it for research. Though I made some progress in the end, I still failed."
"So, Lin Xuan, this is absolutely not something you should touch—at least, not now!"
At that moment, the three senior predecessors unanimously rejected the idea, and Lin Xuan felt only weary exhaustion.
He sank into thought, considering how he could persuade the three of them.
Yet just then, a peculiar light suddenly flickered from the Divine Firmament Token. It shot out of the Spatial Ring of its own accord and arrived before Lin Xuan.
"Wang Xuanfeng!"
Before Lin Xuan could react, He Xiao had already shouted in furious exasperation.
Then, Wang Xuanfeng's figure slowly condensed above the Divine Firmament Token. It was incomparably illusory, clearly no more than a wisp of consciousness.
"You really are good at hiding, aren't you!"
Lin Xuan gave Wang Xuanfeng's consciousness incarnation a strange look, unable to stop himself from grumbling inwardly.
He Xiong was glaring at him viciously.
Wang Xuanfeng was utterly unconcerned. "Grand Martial Uncles, this disciple has truly found a way to control it. If it succeeds, Divine Firmament's strength will rise another level, reaching an unimaginable height."
"Bullshit!"
He Xiong snapped, "The three of us have all cultivated this method, and even more predecessors cultivated it before us. Do you think we don't understand it?"
He Xiao and Ye