Second Divine Soul

"Once you step through the gate of Cultivation and become a cultivator, you may possess a lifespan of a thousand years."

Zhang Sanxian said, "By then, even if several centuries pass, you will still be able to wait for your master's return."

Upon hearing this, Du Mingfeng and Qiu Fangzheng were immediately overjoyed.

But Lian Shanyu set down his wine jug, his brows knitting slightly. "Sanxian, from the sound of it, could it be that entering the realm of Cultivation is not all that difficult?"

"No."

Zhang Sanxian shook his head. "It is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

He then added:

"To step through the gate of Cultivation, one must first temper every aspect of body, skill, and strength to the ultimate limit of the Sacred Embryo realm—to a point beyond which no further progress is possible.

"Second, one must possess the talent of a Battle Soul."

Zhang Sanxian then laid out everything related to Battle Souls.

The three within the pavilion held their breaths and listened.

"From what I have seen—"

Zhang Sanxian continued, "in this world, those born with Battle Souls are so few they can be counted on one hand—perhaps not even enough to fill a palm.

"And without a Battle Soul, no matter how peerlessly gifted you are, no matter if your brilliance illuminates the ages, you will still remain forever trapped in the Sacred Embryo realm. This is an impassable chasm.

"Yet even with a Battle Soul, attempting to shatter the embryo and gather essence—to break from mortality and enter truth—is still a path of certain death.

"Even out of a hundred attempts, only one may succeed. The rest either die, are crippled, or lose all their Cultivation."

Every word bore the weight of a thousand jun; they crashed heavily onto the hearts of