No answer.
Though the Supreme and Unfeeling Grand Dao—or Heavenly Dao as Xinzi liked to call it—had spread through his bones, hearts and soul, though he could feel the gate and connection established by this foreign entity, Xinzi didn't get an answer. Heaven's silence amused him, and he smiled at its lack of riposte.
"Oh now don't be shy. We will have to talk, eventually. No? Silence? You prefer it on your terms? Suit yourself." Unbothered, Xinzi dropped the matter, focusing his Divine Sense on studying his body's changes.
Even in his monastic shell, Xinzi's Soul Force rose immensely, already exceeding the Human Immortal level. His understanding of various formations shot up as well, and in the future, the rate at which his Soul Force progressed would transcend all generations.
