"I see."
Han Xuanji nodded slightly after hearing this.
The battle that the Spirit of the Sacred Domain spoke of should be the great battle between the Ten Directions Holy Lord and the powerful beings from the other universe before the Ten Directions Holy Lord fell. He did not know the details, but he knew that the Sacred Court was greatly weakened after that battle, so some newly promoted Holy Lord were able to rise to high positions in the Sacred Court. The Ten Directions Holy Lord was also a rising star who emerged after that battle, and at that time he was also hailed as a strong contender for the next Saint Emperor.
However, unexpectedly, the Ten Directions Holy Lord perished on the battlefield. His death can be said to be a very heavy blow to the Sacred Court.
It can only be said that the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it; being too dazzling, it is likely to become a thorn in the side of enemy forces.
Han Xuanji learned his lesson: even after reaching the Holy Lord Realm, he must not be reckless.
The world is full of powerful figures, and their methods are impossible to guard against.
Even with the strongest survival skills, things can still go wrong.
Of course, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse; even though the Sacred Court has declined somewhat, it is still far superior to other first-rate powers.
Several Saint King- level powerhouses still reside within the compound, and a constant stream of young prodigies emerges.
In recent years, the Sacred Court has also opened many secret realms to cultivate powerful individuals.
In that case, it is indeed a pity that the Ten Directions Holy Lord was lost.
Given his foundation and comprehension, if given more time, he might very well reach the realm of Saint King.
But many things in this world don't have "what ifs".
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain didn't say anything more, then changed the subject, its tone becoming lighter:
"Your reward for the Seventh Heaven should be given to you now."
"It's not that no one has ever failed this challenge before, but very few have been able to win it in such a fair and square battle as you have."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of purple-gold light floated out from the void and slowly landed in front of Han Xuanji.
Within the ball of light were a thin Jade Slip and a crystal shaped like an eye.
Han Xuanji reached out and took it, then bowed slightly to the Spirit of the Sacred Domain:
Thank you.
Seeing this, the Spirit of the Sacred Domain seemed quite satisfied with Han Xuanji's attitude and did not linger any longer, its figure gradually dissipating.
"Sigh... how do I get to the Eighth Heaven?"
Han Xuanji was puzzled; why did he suddenly leave before she had even finished speaking?
Immediately, a spot of light circled around Han Xuanji's side before landing on his token.
Han Xuanji looked down and saw that a dragon pattern had quietly lit up on the trial token.
"This is a Principle Essence and a portion of the Ten Directions Return to Origin Instruction left behind by the Holy Lord."
The voice of the Spirit of the Sacred Domain emanated from the point of light:
It can help you fill in the gaps in your own Principle that are not yet perfect.
Han Xuanji gripped the object in his hand, a surge of joy welling up inside him.
This Principle Essence is quite a good thing.
Han Xuanji did not rush to the Eighth Heaven, but instead took out the Jade Slip slip first.
It's a thin book, but it feels heavier than a mountain when you hold it in your hand.
He diverted his divine sense into it, and what he saw was an extremely obscure general outline of cultivation.
The opening eight characters of the general principles are precisely " Ten Directions Return to Origin, all paths return to one."
He read it carefully, and the more he read, the more alarmed he became.
This Jade Slip is not a single chapter of the Ten Directions Return to Origin Instruction, but rather the general outline of the entire Cultivation Method. It is the key to the Ten Directions Holy Lord's cultivation of the ten paths, his breakthrough to the Saint Realm, and his opening of the Sacred Domain.
There are no specific moves or Principle for applying the rules; there is only the True Intention of the two words "returning to the origin."
It explains in extremely simple language how the Ten Directions Holy Lord balance the Ten Paths and how they seek that "One".
These words, though only a few hundred characters long, made Han Xuanji feel as if he were traversing a colossal mountain composed of countless Daoist veins.
Compared to the insights that can be quickly grasped from the system rewards, the things in this Jade Slip require him to ponder, reflect upon, and verify them one by one with his own Dao foundation.
The system provides the "effect," while this general outline provides the "cause."
However, Han Xuanji's comprehension was exceptionally high, and this level of Cultivation Method was no challenge for him.
After a long while, he finally closed the Jade Slip slip, his eyes flashing with light and shadow, as if endless deductions were flickering within them.
His current path of cultivation is not entirely the same as that of the Ten Directions Holy Lord, but the general principles of cultivating the ten paths are largely consistent. For him, this general principle is like a timely rain after a long drought.
However, the general outline is only the basics and cannot be fully understood in a short time.
He noted down the key points, intending to delve into them further during his later seclusion.
Then he took out the crystal shaped like an eye.
As his divine sense probed in, an extremely pure Power of Principle surged into his sea of consciousness through his fingertips.
Unlike the Dao insights gained from signing in, this Principle Essence seemed to be alive, carrying the aura and warmth of the Ten Directions Holy Lord himself, as if that long-fallen Holy Lord was gently handing him a part of his True Intention across a vast expanse of time.
Han Xuanji closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his sea of consciousness.
That Principle Essence flowed gently through the sea of consciousness like a gentle stream. Wherever it passed, things that were previously unclear became clear, and one's cultivation level rose silently.
When he opened his eyes again, although he still hadn't broken through the limits of the True Lord Realm, he was only a thin veil away from the Great Perfection.
After meditating for a while, he got up and walked towards the depths of the void he had come from.
He took a step forward, and the light and shadow before him changed abruptly, a vast and peaceful aura washing over him.
The sight that came into view made him pause for a moment.
Beneath my feet is a plaza paved with bluestone, and ahead lies a seemingly endless white jade staircase. At the end of the staircase, palaces with upturned eaves are built against the mountain, nestled in the morning mist in a staggered and orderly fashion.
Ancient pines and cypresses stood amidst the mountains and forests, where monkeys and cranes called to each other. Several figures dressed in blue Daoist robes walked from afar, chatting and laughing, carrying books in their arms and long swords on their backs, just like young disciples who had entered a mountain sect in real life.
The atmosphere had changed from tense to calm.
Han Xuanji looked up again, his gaze falling on the majestic main hall at the highest point.
A plaque hangs above the palace gate, bearing the four large characters "Shifang Shenggong" ( Ten Directions Sacred Palace ), the powerful meaning of which seems to overflow.
"This is the Ten Directions Sacred Palace."
A voice suddenly resounded from the depths of his mind; it was a prompt from the Spirit of the Sacred Domain:
" The Ten Directions Sacred Palace is the lineage established by the Holy Lord, but as time goes by, the Holy Palace is no longer as magnificent as it once was."
This is a realm created by the benevolent thoughts of the Holy Lord; everything here is an image of the past.
You are currently a disciple of the Ten Directions Sacred Palace. Once you are recognized by the Holy Lord's benevolent incarnation, you can enter the next level of heaven.
This is the test of the Eighth Heaven.
Han Xuanji glanced at the blue Daoist robe he had somehow changed into, and then touched the ordinary standard-issue longsword at his waist. He already knew what was going on.
The trial of the Eighth Heaven is quite unique. In this old sect where good intentions have solidified, one must walk the path that a "disciple" should take.
He followed in the footsteps of the young disciples ahead, walking along the bluestone path towards the mountain gate.
Disciples around them whispered among themselves:
"Have you heard? In this competition, the top three will not only catch the eye of the Patriarch, but will also have the opportunity to become his disciples and receive his True Disciple teachings."
Han Xuanji listened, but in his heart he thought, "Isn't this the stage prepared for us trial participants?"
This level doesn't seem too difficult; after all, if you can pass the Seventh Heaven, how could you not pass the Eighth Heaven?
The key is whether it catches the eye of the Ten Directions Holy Lord, it all comes down to "fate".
The persona can't be bad.