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Seeing the Overlord Saint Child flee without a fight, the remaining youths in the formation suddenly panicked, fear evident on their faces as they begged for mercy.
Zhao Yang remained unmoved, for he had sensed an overwhelming intent to kill from them. If he were in a weaker position now, it would be his life at stake. He could not forget the materialistic society of his past life, where it was so difficult for the weak to survive, nor could he forget how he was forced to commit suicide back in the Zhao Family.
He was not a compassionate bodhisattva; he could not allow himself to be killed just because others wished it. To him, that was not compassion but madness. Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were manifestations of humanity. If one were to abandon their humanity, what difference would there be between them and mere grass or stones? That was the true loss of humanity.
The fates of the other youths were the same; they were all sent to the afterlife by Song Baliang. Zhao Yang sighed lightly. Having lived two lives, he had seen through it all: there was no distinction between good and evil among people. Those who treated him well were good, while those who treated him poorly were bad. Even if a thoroughly wicked person showed him a drop of kindness, he would protect them completely; conversely, if someone who had been good to him harbored even a hint of malice, he would not hesitate to kill them.
After dealing with everyone, Little Beast bounced over to Zhao Yang while holding Zhao Yang's Stone Hammer. Zhao Yang put away the Stone Hammer and said to Little Beast, "Go to the edge of the pool and turn that red stone to the right. If that doesn't work, then turn it to the left."
Upon hearing this, Little Beast hopped over to Earth Spirit Spring and followed Zhao Yang's instructions. It tried turning a protruding red stone to the right but found it immovable. So it turned it to the left instead, and sure enough, a sound indicating that the formation had stopped echoed out as vibrant colors faded away.
"We've struck gold! We've struck gold!" Outside the formation, Song Baliang looked ecstatic. He had somehow found a large Wine Jar and rushed onto the Formation Platform, leaping over Zhao Yang and Little Beast as he dove toward Earth Spirit Spring to fill it up completely. He took a sip of Divine Spring and felt an incredible comfort throughout his body; Spirit Energy surged within him at an astonishing speed, transforming into True Qi that nourished his Foundation Stage cultivation, hinting at a possible breakthrough.
Little Beast also joyfully drank from the edge of the pool.
Song Baliang was momentarily stunned. "Although this Earth Spirit Spring isn't a true Divine Artifact, it's still an extraordinary Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure that's existed for ten thousand years. Just one sip makes one's True Qi boil with hints of a breakthrough—it's incredibly powerful! If this were brewed into wine, it would be priceless! Come try some, Junior Brother—huh? Junior Brother?"
Noticing Zhao Yang's silence, Song Baliang turned around abruptly only to find Zhao Yang sitting still in place, his golden light still radiating without dissipating.
"What’s going on?" Song Baliang was puzzled and worried that something might have happened to Zhao Yang. He reached out his hand but before he could touch Zhao Yang, a powerful protective golden light suddenly appeared five feet around him and repelled Song Baliang away.
Zhao Yang's expression was solemn as he sat like a True Buddha. The golden light illuminated his handsome face as if he were a reincarnated Golden Buddha. Behind him stretched azure clouds with wondrous phenomena unfolding; Song Baliang stared in awe, feeling an impulse to worship rise within him.
“Chirp Chirp?” The Little Beast exclaimed in surprise as it drank from the Divine Spring, realizing that the once full Earth Spirit Spring was now completely dry. Song Baliang turned around at the sound, noticing the Earth Spirit Spring rapidly diminishing, transforming into countless streams that soared into the air and converged around Zhao Yang, flowing through his limbs and entering his body.
“Hey, hey, Junior Brother, that's not fair! Leave some for me; I still want to soak in it!” Song Baliang shouted, a pained expression on his face.
The Little Beast also cried out in frustration. It was quite picky and only consumed Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Seeing the Earth Spirit Spring made its eyes light up, but all the Divine Spring had autonomously entered Zhao Yang's body, leaving it anxious. Without thinking, it leaped into the Earth Spirit Spring.
Bang~
“Chirp Chirp!” The Little Beast felt a pang of regret as it fell to the bottom of the pool. The Earth Spirit Spring had already dried up, leaving only a few drops at the bottom.
Song Baliang shouted in despair, “What a loss! That was my offering fee! I secretly practiced the Rebirth Mantra for three months just to do this!” Watching as large amounts of spiritual spring flowed into Zhao Yang’s body while he had only taken a small sip himself, he felt powerless. He managed to fill a half-sized Wine Jar with some water, which was already leaking slightly.
The Little Beast was furious and tried to jump out of the pool. However, it was astonished to discover two fist-sized fruits in a shallow stone cave at the bottom of the pool, exuding an enticing fragrance. As an expert in Spiritual Fruits, it had tasted all kinds of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures but had never seen such fruits before. So, it secretly picked one and hid it under its fur while popping the other into its mouth to chew, a look of bliss spreading across its face.
Meanwhile, Song Baliang felt helpless as he watched all the Earth Spirit Spring flow into Zhao Yang’s body. Suddenly, he sensed a faint Dao Resonance Ripple emanating from Zhao Yang. This ripple grew stronger and soon reached a level that felt like a gentle breeze against his face. Alarmed, Song Baliang stammered, “Is this... the Enlightenment Wave?!”
He could hardly believe that his junior brother could achieve Enlightenment at the Foundation Establishment Stage. The powerful Enlightenment Wave affected his mind and brought him peace. He had heard that cultivating near a genius in the Enlightenment Realm could accelerate one's progress by more than ten times and greatly benefit his own future Enlightenment. Thus, he quickly sat up straight to feel the miraculous power of the Enlightenment Wave radiating from Zhao Yang.
Unbeknownst to them, the Little Beast had already fallen asleep at the bottom of the Earth Spirit Spring with a blissful smile on its face, as if dreaming.
And so, the two humans and one beast remained in the grand hall, unaware of how much time had passed or of the turmoil occurring outside in the Haotian Secret Realm.
“What? The Holy Son of the Blazing Fire Sect is dead!” someone exclaimed in shock upon witnessing an elder from the Blazing Fire Sect weeping bitterly while also seething with anger. The Elder's Soul Lamp extinguished in his hand, indicating that the Holy Son of the Blazing Fire Sect had indeed perished.
"The Holy Son of the Heavenly Origin Gate is dead!"
"The Holy Son of the Falling Sunset Sect is also dead!"
"And the Holy Son of Lingfei Pavilion has died too!"
...
This sparked a tremendous uproar, and many high-ranking figures from various sects were enraged. Although the Holy Sons at the Foundation Establishment Stage were not particularly significant individuals, they represented the face of their respective sects. The death of a Holy Son signified that a sect would face a generational gap in its powerful figures.
"They all died almost simultaneously. Could they have been killed by some kind of beast within the Haotian Secret Realm?" someone speculated about the cause of death for the Holy Sons from various sects.
"With their strength, they should have been able to escape even if they encountered a beast. No beast, no matter how powerful, could possess such Divine Power as instant teleportation or crossing thousands of miles in a single step. How could so many have died!" an elder lamented.
"It's a monk!" someone exclaimed, as an elder from one of the sects pulled out a peculiar Treasure Mirror. It revealed everything that the Holy Son had seen just before his death. He had planted his Divine Sense Power within that Holy Son's Divine Soul to protect him in case of emergencies. However, the image on the Treasure Mirror was unclear; it was impossible to discern the person's true appearance. They could only vaguely see a bald figure amidst a myriad of colors, chanting scriptures and seemingly busy with something.
An elder who understood lip reading translated one of the monk's words: "Junior brother, you're next."
In the next moment, all eyes turned to Datong Zen Master from Xuanfo Temple.
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