Violence was the simplest and most direct approach. It required no reasoning, no distinction between right and wrong, and could even dispense with communication. What amazed people was how brutally effective it was.
Most of the time, it worked extremely quickly, too.
Xuanle had not listened to a word of Bai Xuanling's method of persuasion by offering her a good death. Her whole approach was: I don't believe it. I have to try!
After Bai Xuanling genuinely camped Xuanle for four hours, Xuanle finally put away her resentful-wife expression and assumed the serene, elegant look of an immortal maiden. She even took the initiative to greet Chu Xingchen and say hello.
Seeing Xuanle, who could genuinely be stubborn enough to die dozens of times, greeting him, Chu Xingchen hurriedly returned the greeting. Such bearing deserved a measure of respect.
Bai Xuanling had camped Xuanle's respawn point for two hours, but Chu Xingchen had only watched for about an hour. He had spent the rest of the time examining Bai Xuanling's Sea of Consciousness.
His first impression was that Bai Xuanling's Sea of Consciousness was extremely fragmented.
Like shattered glass, it had been divided into several pieces. The Heavenly Derivation Sect cultivators being relentlessly pummeled, who had belonged to the sect in life, were partitioned off from where Chu Xingchen now stood.
Even the dust from the fierce fighting over there was confined within a boundary, no longer affecting anywhere else. It merely looked as though they occupied the same place.
This method was extremely unusual. Such a way of partitioning the Sea of Consciousness definitely qualified as advanced technique. At the very least, it was quite a dazzling display of skill.
The only question was-what was the point of doing this?
After observing for a while, Chu Xingchen discovered that