Only then did Lin Xin understand that although Celestial Venerates and Dao Ancestors were separated by merely one rank, the gulf between them was farther than heaven and earth.
"That is why the Dao Ancestors seal off the regions where they battle and enter the deepest parts of the abyss. They fear that a stray ripple from their fights might accidentally destroy the legacies they passed down," Fang Yu said with a smile.
"Do you still have confidence in facing Nine Colors now?"
Lin Xin fell silent.
The gap was far, far greater than he had imagined, utterly beyond his expectations.
Yet he was silent for only a moment.
"Can you keep the Primal Golden Lotus from extinguishing?" he suddenly asked. "Can it be used as a Burning Furnace that continuously releases energy?"
"What are you planning?" Fang Yu was slightly puzzled. "It can be done, but the energy this thing releases is far less stable than a Burning Furnace's, and it can produce immense radiation at any moment. Even if you took it, there would be no—"
"It doesn't matter." Lin Xin smiled, though his expression was stiff.
"How many of these lotuses can an ordinary Dao Ancestor unleash?"
"If they have only just advanced, their control over their power will not yet be smooth. They can probably produce one every two hours..." Fang Yu hesitated slightly. "What exactly are you planning to do with it?"
It was not as though he had never considered Lin Xin taking it to devour it, but there were many cultivation arts and divine abilities that could consume things. If one forcibly devoured power above one's own level, the final result could only be an exploding body and annihilated soul. There were no exceptions.
Those divine abilities and cultivation arts simply could not