Gazing at the Chaos Spirit Treasure slowly revolving in the depths of the dark Blood Sea, radiating an aura of fate and reincarnation, Zhenyuanzi raced through countless considerations, weighing the benefits against the risks in an instant.
Seize it by force? Its aura was as unfathomable as an abyss, and the completeness and immensity of the Great Dao Laws within it far surpassed those of any spirit treasure he had ever seen. It even seemed superior to the Book of the Earth!
Act rashly, and not only would success be unlikely, but he might provoke its instinctive backlash, with unimaginable consequences. He might even alarm the Heavenly Dao and bring down boundless karmic retribution.
But give up and return empty-handed? Faced with what might be one of the most extraordinary spirit treasures since the world was first opened, how could a mighty cultivator accept that?
After a moment's consideration, he decided to probe it first. At the very least, he needed to learn something of its properties, sense the inclinations of its spiritual nature, and determine whether there was any possibility of harmony with his own Dao before deciding what to do next.
This was not greed, but the caution and inquiry a cultivator needed when faced with an unparalleled opportunity.
He drew a deep breath, stilled his mind, and separated out an extraordinarily condensed tendril of divine sense, carrying the Dao resonance of his own earth essence and a trace of the core of his divine sense.
The tendril had neither form nor substance, yet it carried a portion of his mind and intent. Like the gentlest feather, it reached with utmost care and agonizing slowness toward the hovering, seemingly defenseless Six Paths Reincarnation Disk.
As his divine sense slowly approached, he felt no repelling force or defensive power.