For a time, the Obscure Prison was unnaturally quiet.
The light of the formation continued to flow, illuminating the hazy mist all around.
Xu lowered her head, her heart filled with unease.
She knew full well that she had no right to bargain, yet she still hoped to beg for a sliver of survival.
"We'll discuss it later." Xu Xing's tone was calm. "I said I would consider it seriously. After consulting more people, I'll decide your fate."
"As you will, great Sword Ancestor."
Xu kept her eyes lowered and her manner submissive, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.
Any thoughts held by a prisoner were meaningless, let alone before a great existence.
"Oh, right."
As though recalling something, Xu Xing flicked a spark of spiritual light toward her.
The spiritual light flashed and vanished. Before Xu could react, it had entered the center of her brow.
"For the time being, study this."
It was a good opportunity to test the effects of the ritual Hong Sovereign had deduced on a 'ritual' transcendent.
Then Xu Xing turned and left, leaving Xu alone in the center of the formation, her eyes vacant.
After a long while...
She finally emerged from that dazed state.
As she sensed the vast information flowing through her mind, a trace of astonishment inevitably flashed through her eyes.
There were analyses of the system she followed, as well as...
'Rituals'!
A self-contained ritual lineage built around 'lightning arts' as its symbol. Once its pinnacle ritual was successfully completed, one could condense the Lightning-Wielding True Mark, achieve a true god's body, command the authority of all lightning, and wield boundless might.
Though she had not yet attempted it, with her discernment, she could tell that this 'lightning-wielding' lineage was no inferior to her 'Return to Ruins' lineage.