If Absolute Control could be wielded, then he truly would be defying the heavens.
"Alright. I need some time to prepare. We can try tomorrow."
"If little brother truly masters Spatial Power through his own talent, then when the Heavenly Rankings descend in the future, he can absolutely rely on the Terra Ranking's power to capture a Supreme-Grade Spatial Mark."
Hearing Bai Qian's words, Lin Xuan's eyes began to shine.
He was even praying fervently in his heart that the Ancestor Bloodline had better come through.
Absolute Control—since it was called a Divine Power, and it could effortlessly control the Nine Profound Powers, then Spatial Power should be no trouble either, right?
Even now, Lin Xuan had yet to understand what exactly a Divine Power was, but he knew that Divine Powers were powerful—powerful enough to defy the heavens—and that he still needed to spend vast amounts of time developing them himself.
The conversation between the three finally came to an end, with many matters settled.
Bai Qian needed to make preparations and had already left.
Wang Xuanfeng also departed first, leaving Lin Xuan behind in the White Jade Palace.
With nothing to do, Lin Xuan directly sank his consciousness into the Soul Suppressing Pagoda and began cultivating.
His vitality, Spirit Crystals, and cultivation time were rapidly consumed.
On the second floor of the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, all kinds of aberrant powers poured down as he crazily mutilated himself.
Lin Xuan circulated the Taiyin Jiyang Immortal Scripture, driving the Everlasting Emperor Art as he frantically improved himself.
In the outside world, only an instant passed, yet 14,000 years had already gone by within the pagoda.
Chixin's figure silently appeared within the palace.
But soon afterward, he was stunned.
Because Lin Xuan's aura had changed. He had reached the late stage