Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1138 - 339: [Not All of Them Are Female?]_3

"The so-called '[Venerable No World Wall]'! This is because the Heavenly Dao within that world actively opposes any extremely potent cultivation forces. If a Venerable were to descend into such a realm, they would face severe suppression from its Heavenly Dao! In the direst scenario, they could even be obliterated!"

"So... the suppression array you observed might not have been for keeping something contained, but rather..."

"Rather, it was set up by the Venerable preparing to undergo their tribulation, a means to deceive that world's Heavenly Dao by artificially lowering their cultivation?"

"It's more than just reducing cultivation, and certainly not mere 'suppression'. The process of integrating a soul into a fetus, forging a new consciousness and soul unburdened by the original—the complexity of this undertaking far surpasses simply suppressing one's power," the old woman explained with utmost seriousness, "In essence, this is an annihilation and feigned death array!"

Annihilation? Feigning death?

Chen Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Furthermore, the Heavenly Dao of that particular world offers strenuous resistance to any foreign Saint attempting to descend. The intensity of this rejection is beyond comprehension at your current cultivation realm.

While a Saint possesses immense power, their strength is fundamentally tied to the Heavenly Dao of their own Domain Realm. In a different world, a Saint finds themselves unable to contend with that world's Heavenly Dao.

It's akin to a tiger cast adrift in the sea.

To successfully deceive that world's Heavenly Dao and circumvent its potent rejection forces, the Saint must opt for their true self to descend. However, upon such a descent, they are barred from employing the methods outlined in the 'God-Hosting Chapter'—a technique utilized by Venerables typically a hundred years old.

Consequently, the Saint must orchestrate a scenario where that world's Heavenly Dao perceives them as 'deceased'.

Once presumed dead, the Heavenly Dao's rejection force dissipates, paving the way for the Saint's reincarnation and the successful infusion of their soul into a new life form."

Chen Yan clicked his tongue in amazement, "Is the process truly that intricate?"

"What do you imagine? We're talking about the Heavenly Dao! To deceive the Heavenly Dao requires considerable effort, wouldn't you agree?

Have you conveniently forgotten how you brazenly defied Heavenly Dao by altering Lu Sisi's fate? You concealed her feigned death from the Heavenly Dao, which ultimately resulted in all the ensuing doom and tribulations being transferred directly onto yourself.

The Heavenly Dao is not something one should trifle with lightly!"

Chen Yan absorbed the old woman's cautionary words, yet a flicker of thought crossed his eyes.

Hold on a moment! The old woman specifically mentioned it's... 'not to be trifled with lightly.'

This implies it *can* be trifled with, just not easily.

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"The execution of this Suppressing Annihilation Array is remarkably sophisticated. Among the Saints I am acquainted with, those possessing such advanced array techniques would scarcely number more than ten.

Do not fall under the misconception that all Saints are omniscient and omnipotent. Even Saints and Venerables have their areas of expertise and their limitations. Consider the Venerables of the Demon Race, who often lack proficiency in Primordial Spirit spells and divine techniques, nor are they particularly adept at array formation."

As she spoke, the old woman cast a curious glance at Chen Yan, "You genuinely possess extraordinary luck to have stumbled upon such a superior Suppressing Annihilation Array. This particular Saint must indeed be one of the ten I know of, and undoubtedly of the Human Race!

My boy, do not take my words lightly. If your intended is some form of demon, perhaps a black bear demon or some such creature, you'll be facing a future filled with tears!"

Chen Yan simply curled his lips in response.

What is inherently wrong with demons?

Is not Lady Bai undeniably charming? Is not the nine-tailed fox Daji captivating? Did not Monk Tang himself encounter alluring spider demons and graceful rabbit spirits?

Where is the basis for such racial discrimination!!

Moreover, have you not consistently misled me since my childhood, asserting that my mother was a White Fox?"

The old woman, who had meticulously raised Chen Yan from infancy to the age of twenty, perceived the fleeting thoughts in his eyes and discerned the nature of his musings. She emitted a cold snort: "Cease entertaining any devious notions!

Hmph, you may feel a surge of pride at this very moment, but...

Of the ten Venerable Saints I referenced... not all of them are female!"

Chen Yan: ...!!!

Not all of them were female!!!

Wait, hold on a second!!!

This implies that Lu Sisi's true self, the immensely powerful being who reincarnated to undergo tribulation... could potentially be a male?!

With a sudden thud, Chen Yan lost his footing and slumped from the stone platform to the ground. For a moment, his face drained of all color, appearing utterly distraught.

Damn it all!!

Just picture this scenario:

If Lady Bai were to descend for her tribulation or to fulfill a karmic debt, and subsequently married Xu Xian, it would be a heartwarming tale!

But what if it were Fa Hai who ended up marrying Xu Xian?!!

"Old, old lady! Esteemed elder!!! Please cease terrifying your grandson! This grandson of yours is faint of heart and cannot withstand such frights!

Do not utter such jesting remarks so carelessly!"

Chen Yan swallowed hard, his body trembling. "Do not leave me hanging! Be direct and inform me, out of those ten Venerables, how many are female? Can you identify who it precisely is? You absolutely must provide me with a definitive answer!!"

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[Experiencing a period of creative block, the subsequent plot direction hinges on a choice between two paths, one to the left and one to the right. As I haven't fully resolved this decision, I find myself in a state of contemplation, and thus, I shall proceed with a slightly slower writing pace.]

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