Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze and contemplated the road ahead.
He wanted to follow the Taiqing Yuan Sect's path of cultivation and keep advancing upward.
To see whether he could step into the Spirit Venerable realm, or even rise another level beyond it.
And his next target was the Heavenly Yuan Art.
The key to the Heavenly Yuan Art lay in the Ancestral Aperture, deep within the brow, deep within the sea of consciousness. One had to open up the Heavenly Yuan Palace.
To open the Heavenly Yuan Palace, what was needed was no longer merely Spiritual Abyss Power, but one's own Spiritual Power as well.
Spiritual Power and Spiritual Abyss Power had to merge, continuously irrigating and striking, before the Ancestral Aperture could be opened and the Heavenly Yuan Palace established.
He had already tried cultivating it, only to find it incomparably difficult.
Even with the Spiritual Power transmitted by Chu Liezhao and Leng Tieya, it was still far from enough.
At such a time, the Divine Ability in his mind became immensely useful.
It transformed the power of faith into Spiritual Power—even purer than his own Spiritual Power—and thus lent him a helping hand.
He somewhat understood why the Taiqing Yuan Sect had so few disciples.
The threshold for cultivation was simply too high.
His own Spiritual Power was already rarely matched in the world, and with the assistance of two incarnations, it was even more peerless under heaven.
Even so, he still could not cultivate the Heavenly Yuan Art.
Without the Divine Ability, there would not have been the slightest hope. If his two incarnations attained the supreme realm and became Spirit Venerables, there might perhaps be a chance.
But no one knew what year or month it would be before they attained the supreme realm and