The spiritual energy where the Spirit Veins converged remained dense. The surrounding Angels still held their posts, their gazes occasionally sweeping over Lin Taichu with a trace of distance and wariness.
The demon in the distance had not yet left. It still stood at the edge, its scarlet eyes locked firmly on Lin Taichu, yet it never dared take even half a step into the place where the Spirit Veins converged.
Lin Taichu paid it no mind. He sat down cross-legged and continued circulating his cultivation technique, repairing the lingering injuries within his body and replenishing the Soul Power he had consumed.
After half a day of brief rest, the injuries inside him had completely healed, and his Soul Power had returned to its peak. It was even more condensed than before.
Just then, that aged yet sonorous voice rang out in his mind once more, without the slightest warning. "The third trial: leave Chaotian Gate."
Lin Taichu's body paused slightly, and his gaze turned toward the direction outside the place where the Spirit Veins converged.
He knew very well that he was currently within the Spirit Vein convergence point, only a few li from the exit of Chaotian Gate. All he needed to do was take a few steps forward, pass through the convergence point, then skirt around several patrolling Cultivators, and he would be able to leave Chaotian Gate smoothly.
But he knew even more clearly that after his earlier investigation, he had already touched the interests of far too many people. Those Cultivators who controlled the Spirit Devouring Gu would never allow him to leave alive.
Once he stepped out of Chaotian Gate, he would have no chance to enter again.
The hidden secrets of Chaotian Gate had not yet been fully uncovered. The imprisoned puppet Cultivators