Xiao Yan frowned: "The Holy Court? I am a prince of the Great Sheng Holy Dynasty, joining the Holy Court..."
Wang Chong did not urge him, just standing there quietly, waiting for his answer.
Joining a top-tier power of the Eternal Continent was something most people dreamed of, but for Xiao Yan, it involved quite a few concerns.
Simply put, if he chose to join the Holy Court, he would need to relinquish his status as a Son of God of the Holy Dynasty.
Of course, this did not mean cutting ties with Great Sheng entirely, but it did mean giving up the fight for the Great Sheng throne, wholeheartedly embarking on the Way of Laws, and never being able to turn back.
As Xiao Yan was now, if he did not want to pursue the Way of Laws, he could still go back to the Path of Bloodline. With his Bloodline concentration, entering the Saint Realm would be effortless, and becoming the Lord of Great Sheng would easily allow him to enter the Holy Lord Realm.
The night breeze blew in from the window, stirring the Jade Slip on the table and fluttering Xiao Yan's robes.
After a long while, Xiao Yan spoke: "Uncle Wang, allow me to think about it."
...
On the other side, Han Xuanji did not know that his slight display of skill had struck a blow to a Holy Dynasty's Son of God, even causing him to consider returning to inherit the throne.
But he was undoubtedly extremely happy now.
His progress in comprehending Dao Laws was quite fast, thanks to the effect of the Trait [Palm of Life and Death].
Han Xuanji looked at the dusty stone table in front of him, and a thought suddenly arose in his heart. He raised his right hand, palm facing up, and slightly spread his five fingers.
A faint force condensed in his palm, turning into a tiny seed.
The seed sprouted, grew, bloomed, and bore fruit in his palm, completing a lifetime's journey in just a few breaths.
Then, the flower withered, the fruit shriveled, turned into dust, and dissipated into the air.
A flower is a world; a leaf is a bodhi.
The life and death of this seed was a microcosm of creation and destruction.
"So that is how it is."
Han Xuanji muttered to himself, a flash of enlightenment appearing in his eyes.
...
Time passed peacefully; the path of cultivation is boundless.
Twenty years of time passed in the blink of an eye.
On the Creation Platform, Han Xuanji sat cross-legged, his body surrounded by a pale golden light. That wisp of Creation Origin Spiritual Qi had completely merged into his body.
He slowly opened his eyes, a golden light flashing deep within his pupils before returning to normal. He could feel that his Aptitude had become stronger by another notch.
Although it was not as obvious a change as when he first obtained the Trait, at his current level, even the slightest improvement in Aptitude was extremely rare.
One must know that his original talent was already top-tier in Chaos, and upon arriving at the Eternal Continent, he belonged to the "small-town Prodigy" level. His Comprehension Ability was even more outstanding, and after being strengthened by several Traits, he had long surpassed the vast majority of so-called geniuses.
To go a step further on this Foundation, even if it was just a small step, was extremely good.
"The Creation Origin Spiritual Qi truly lives up to its reputation."
Han Xuanji raised his right hand and spread his five fingers.
A mass of pale golden light appeared in his palm. Compared to twenty years ago, this light was deeper, and the dao-rhythm it contained was even purer. With a thought, the light turned into a seed, took root and sprouted in his palm, growing into a verdant seedling.
The seedling swayed gently in his palm, with dewdrops faintly rolling on its leaves, full of vitality and lifelike. This was something he could do twenty years ago.
But now, he could do more.
Han Xuanji raised his left hand, palm facing up.
In an instant, the seedling in his right palm seemed to receive some kind of calling and began to grow rapidly, turning into a towering tree with considerable spirituality.
Placed in Chaos, this could be considered an "Innate Spiritual Root".
Afterward, Han Xuanji thought for a moment and placed this tree into the Xuantian Realm he had created.
"It is time to break through."
Han Xuanji pondered in his heart; his state of mind was extremely calm, without a shred of impatience or ripples. If others knew of this understated "Breakthrough" he spoke of, there would be much to say.
This was no small matter.
The Way of Laws was hailed as the most top-tier yet cruelest path of cultivation on the Eternal Continent.
Everyone knew that once the Great Dao is achieved, one's combat power at the same rank would be invincible, yet those who truly dared to step onto this path were one in ten thousand.
At its core, the difficulty of the Eternal Dao Lord Realm was extremely high.
The Eternal Dao Lord was the core Foundation Realm for Cultivators of the Way of Laws. In this Realm, for every additional Dao Law condensed, the difficulty would increase exponentially. The further one went, the more it became like being separated by a vast distance, with every step forward as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
And the ninth Dao Law was an insurmountable chasm that countless Cultivators of the Way of Laws could never cross in their entire lives.
Practicing the Way of Laws, eight Dao Laws were the limit of balance. The eight great Origin Dao Laws interacted, countered, and circulated within the body, having already formed a stable and closed-loop system of Dao Laws.
Now he had to condense the ninth Creation Dao Law out of thin air, which was equivalent to forcibly embedding a brand new Great Dao into a perfectly operating closed loop.
This step required extreme balance and control. If the newly born Creation Dao Law was too strong, it would suppress the other eight Origin Dao Laws, leading to an imbalance of Dao Laws and the collapse of his dao foundation.
But if the Creation Dao Law was too weak and could not merge into the system, it would be directly crushed by the eight Perfect Dao Laws, causing a backlash.
Throughout history, many Cultivators who boasted of being Prodigies had fallen at this step.
Those who were lucky failed the Breakthrough, their cultivation regressed, and years of hard work were destroyed in an instant. Those who were unlucky suffered immediate Qi Deviation, died, and their Dao perished, not even leaving behind a chance for Reincarnation.
This was the bloody lesson of the Way of Laws.
The threshold was extremely high, requiring extremely high Comprehension Ability to glimpse the true meaning of Laws; the cost was immense, and one wrong step meant eternal damnation.
It was precisely because of this that countless Cultivators on the Eternal Continent preferred to choose the safer Path of the Physical Body and dared not easily touch the Way of Laws.
After all, once one stepped into the Eternal Dao Lord Realm, one possessed near-infinite lifespan, and the vast majority of Cultivators were unwilling to gamble on a Breakthrough with a nine-in-ten chance of death.
This was also why Han Xuanji rarely saw powerful Cultivators practicing the Way of Laws; because there were not many who could reach the end, and most people did not choose such a high-difficulty path.
But these difficulties were not worth mentioning when it came to Han Xuanji.
He possessed the support of Heaven-Defying Traits like [Palm of Life and Death], and his state of mind had already reached the level of an Eternal True God.
Coupled with the nourishment of this wisp of Creation Origin Spiritual Qi over the past twenty years, he was confident in condensing the Creation Dao Law.
Everything was ready, waiting only for the Breakthrough.
Han Xuanji did not rush to act, but first steadied his mind and quietly sent a message outside the Creation Platform.
He hoped that no one would disturb him during this period.
For this small request from Han Xuanji, Commander He Guanshan naturally agreed readily. Although the Creation Platform was a restricted area, Han Xuanji's importance in his heart was not low, and this request was not excessive at all.
He wished Han Xuanji would stay here longer; he would have no objections if he stayed for a thousand or ten thousand years.
Centurion Zhou Lie had already stayed on the Creation Platform for a long time, and the effect of being here was no longer obvious.
Ordinary people could not even dream of coming.
The great array was sealed, isolating the heaven and earth.
Now, the entire Creation Platform was strictly forbidden from entry.
It was all to provide Han Xuanji with an excellent environment.