Dong!
With a booming sound, the elders and high-ranking officials of the Chaotic Holy Land all arrived at the council hall in the heart of the Chaos.
Soon, the news of Ancestor Qi Yun's recovery spread.
However, at the behest of Emperor Ming, all the elders and high-ranking officials kept this information confidential. Firstly, to prevent the alien races from knowing about it, and secondly, to keep Li Xuan's secret.
After all, this was a method that even they could not achieve. If the alien races were to find out, Li Xuan's safety would be a major concern.
Even an ordinary disciple, possessing such means, would be a focus of protection for the Chaotic Holy Land, let alone Li Xuan, who was the Divine Son of the Chaotic Holy Land.
At this moment, Li Xuan had already entered the Town Prison.
Within the Good and Evil Sword, Li Xuan slashed down with a single sword, instantly killing the surrounding undead. Even a massive Undead King only lasted three breaths before falling.
Li Xuan frowned slightly, then, with a helpless thought, he withdrew the black and white chess pieces and left the black and white barrier.
Li Xuan had now broken through to the initial stage of the Guiyi realm. Although it was only a one-level increase, his overall strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
Originally, within the black and white barrier, Li Xuan had to expend a great deal of energy just to gain a brief moment of respite. Now, a single sword strike could end the battle.
It could be said that the trials within the black and white barrier had become somewhat redundant for Li Xuan.
Boom!
Just as Li Xuan was about to check on Xiao Bai, the Town Prison Ring suddenly shook. It quickly returned to normal, but the world-destroying aura of death still sent a tremor through Li Xuan's heart.
The next moment, the Prison Spirit appeared directly in front of Li Xuan.
"Is it the sixth layer?" Li Xuan asked, frowning.
The Prison Spirit nodded slightly. "The seal on the sixth layer has begun to loosen. Although I have used the power of the Town Prison Ring to suppress it again, the next time may not be so easy."
Li Xuan's expression became solemn upon hearing this. After a brief moment of thought, he asked, "How much time is left?"
The Prison Spirit was silent for a moment before replying, "No more than two years."
"I'll find a way," Li Xuan said with a helpless sigh upon hearing this.
He had to admit that Li Xuan was somewhat troubled at this moment. With his recent contemplation of the Chaotic Heart Sutra and cultivation of the Chaotic Body, Li Xuan had almost forgotten about the sixth layer. The current changes on the sixth layer had undoubtedly brought Li Xuan back to square one.
Li Xuan knew that to resolve the trouble on the sixth layer, there were only two methods. One was to find a higher-level spiritual sword to forcibly suppress it, and the other was for Li Xuan's own strength to increase.
However, Li Xuan soon shook his head. The second method was clearly not very reliable. After all, the existence of the sixth layer was something that even Emperor Ye had cautioned Li Xuan to be careful of before he left. Its strength was clearly above that of Emperor Ye.
"It seems I need to see the Holy Lord. If that doesn't work, I might have to go back to Weiyang City," Li Xuan thought, and then left the Town Prison. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Ancestor Qi Yun and the Holy Lord returning.
"Divine Son, are you going out for something?" the Holy Lord asked immediately upon seeing this.
Li Xuan smiled and said, "I was just about to go find the Holy Lord, but I didn't expect the Holy Lord to come over."
"What is it that the Divine Son needs?" the Holy Lord immediately asked.
Li Xuan pondered for a moment and then asked, "May I ask the Holy Lord, do we have any spiritual swords above the Holy Sword within our Chaotic Holy Land?"
"Spiritual swords above the Holy Sword?" The Holy Lord's brow furrowed. If it were ordinary spiritual artifacts, the Chaotic Holy Land would still have some. But spiritual swords were the kings of weapons. The Chaotic Holy Land naturally had Holy Swords. But above that, there was nothing.
Li Xuan's heart sank upon seeing this. It seemed that even the Chaotic Holy Land did not have any.
"Divine Son, the level above the Holy Sword is called the Dao Sword. Those are spiritual weapons that contain the Dao rhythm of heaven and earth. Even Innate Spiritual Treasures are inferior by a considerable margin. Such divine objects, let alone our Chaotic Holy Land, are difficult to find even one in the entire Central Domain," the Holy Lord said with a helpless sigh, seeing Li Xuan's somewhat tense expression.
"Divine Son, it's not that there aren't any," Ancestor Qi Yun said after a moment of thought.
"Oh? Does Ancestor know where there are Dao Swords?" The Holy Lord became curious upon hearing this, and Li Xuan also quickly looked at Ancestor Qi Yun.
Ancestor Qi Yun nodded slightly and said, "If we calculate the time, the Blood Weeping Divine Hall, which opens once every ten thousand years, should be less than a year away. I participated in it once. Although I didn't see it up close, the sword's might should be that of a Dao Sword."
"Blood Weeping Divine Hall?!" The Holy Lord's expression immediately tensed. After glancing at Li Xuan, he seemed to hesitate.
"Holy Lord, Ancestor, is the Blood Weeping Divine Hall very dangerous?" Li Xuan asked immediately upon seeing this.
The Holy Lord sighed and nodded. "The Blood Weeping Divine Hall appears once every ten thousand years. All the prodigies of various races will enter it to seek opportunities. However, the dangers within are immense, and the survival rate is less than one percent."
Ancestor Qi Yun nodded in agreement. "If I hadn't been protected by the Eastern Emperor Bell of Chaos back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come out alive. However, those who manage to come out alive have almost all become top existences in this five-dimensional world."
"Please tell me the details, Holy Lord and Ancestor," Li Xuan said immediately.
The Holy Lord and Ancestor Qi Yun exchanged a look and then asked, "Divine Son, why do you need a Dao Sword?"
Li Xuan gave a wry smile. "The situation is a bit complicated, but if I don't have a Dao Sword, I'm afraid I won't live for more than two years. As for anything else, I can't say too much."
The Holy Lord frowned and then looked at Ancestor Qi Yun.
"Fine, since it's inconvenient for the Divine Son to say, we won't ask," Ancestor Qi Yun said after a moment of thought. "As for the Blood Weeping Divine Hall, there is no record of when it first appeared. But it appears once every ten thousand years."
"Each time it appears, the Blood Weeping Divine Hall exists for half a year. All spiritual masters whose strength reaches the Guiyi realm and above can enter. However, each person can only enter once in their lifetime. And generally speaking, no one has ever chosen to enter at the Guiyi realm."
Li Xuan looked at Ancestor Qi Yun with some confusion. He couldn't believe that no one would want to miss the Blood Weeping Divine Hall, which appeared only once every ten thousand years.
Ancestor Qi Yun glanced at Li Xuan and knew what he was thinking. He sighed and said, "The strength of the Guiyi realm can be considered a middle-tier force in the five-dimensional world. But entering the Blood Weeping Divine Hall makes one the weakest there."
"Furthermore, even a peak Divine End realm expert would have to be cautious of the dangers within. When I entered, I was only at the intermediate stage of the Divine End realm. Even so, I couldn't reach the core area."
The Holy Lord nodded. "It can be said that some old monsters, when they have no hope of breaking through and their lifespan is nearing its end, will choose to enter the Blood Weeping Divine Hall, seeking one last chance. Within, the law of the jungle is displayed to the fullest."
Li Xuan couldn't help but swallow. According to this, his current strength would be equivalent to seeking death if he entered the Blood Weeping Divine Hall. But if he didn't enter, where else could he obtain a Dao Sword?
"Holy Lord, Ancestor, I wish to leave for a while. After I return, I will decide whether to enter the Blood Weeping Divine Hall," Li Xuan said to the Holy Lord and Ancestor Qi Yun after some thought.
"Do you need me to accompany you?" the Holy Lord immediately asked.
Li Xuan smiled and shook his head. "No need for that. I'm just going to Weiyang City for some personal matters. It will take a few days at the shortest, and at most a month."
"If that's the case, then let's go with the Divine Son," the Holy Lord said, slightly relieved, and nodded.
"Holy Lord, Ancestor, I'll be leaving now," Li Xuan clasped his fists in a bow to the Holy Lord and Ancestor Qi Yun, then his figure moved and disappeared from the spot.
As Li Xuan left, the Holy Lord and Ancestor Qi Yun fell silent for a moment, then looked at each other and said, "The Divine Son has many secrets."
Ancestor Qi Yun smiled and said, "No matter how many secrets he has, he is still the Divine Son of our Chaotic Holy Land. The future of our Chaotic Holy Land rests solely on the Divine Son's shoulders."
The Holy Lord nodded with a helpless smile and then looked into the void.
As long as Li Xuan remained the Divine Son, they could only support him unconditionally.
For the future of the Chaotic Holy Land, they were willing to give up everything!