Chapter 2549 Saint Becomes Monster
His voice was as clear and solemn as the Sanskrit calling out the Daoist name leisurely.
This voice seemed to come from the distant depths of the void, resonating like rolling golden bells echoing between heaven and earth, causing a sway in one’s spirit.
As Xuan Tian’s voice grew increasingly louder, the air seemed to freeze, and a murderous aura spread out.
The sound waves were like sharp blades, tearing through the void and cutting through all obstacles blocking their path forward.
Qin Yu felt his heart tremble. His voice seemed to ring out from the depths of his heart.
Every word was interrogating his heart.
“At the end of the journey, looking back, reflect on the original aspiration, and return to simplicity and truth.
“Looking back, reflect on the original aspiration!”
Even if he was just affected, Qin Yu strongly desired to reflect.
Did he work hard all these years? Why was he still so weak now? He could not even defeat a Saint.
“I’m guilty! I peeked at the sect’s Aunt Li bathing! I even touched with my hand!”
Zhang Xiang, whose mental strength was weaker, found it even more unbearable and cried bitterly on the ground!
“Isn’t Aunt Li almost 4,000 years old? Furthermore, her look just doesn’t make people feel nauseous, but her butt is just bigger... I didn’t expect you to have such a hobby...”
Li Yang was speechless. Shen Qian and Shen Rou also disdained him by the side.
“What a terrifying Daoist interrogation sound. Can this awaken the semi-human and semi-Saint Zi Yang?”
Qin Yu frowned as he looked at Saint Zi Yang, who was drifting in the air and felt uneasy.
“It’s definitely impossible if it’s Saint Zi Yang. However, his condition should be at the bottom of the valley now. With the half-human and half-monster fighting each other, he shouldn’t be in the sixth-level realm now. Otherwise, Lord Su Xinghe couldn’t detect his internal qi.”
The Saint’s aura was like the bright moon in the sky. It was impossible to hide it for long, regardless of the method used.
Xuan Xin dared not confirm. After all, this was a Saint. All kinds of changes were possible. He hesitated for a moment before continuing.
“After such a long time, no one has been able to detect Saint Zi Yang’s internal qi. This surely means that his cultivation realm has dropped. At this moment, his soul should be in a tremendously weak state. Perhaps Junior Brother Xuan Tian can awaken the power of humanity in Martial Uncle’s soul.”
The moment his gaze landed on Xuan Tian, he seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.
His entire body crashed heavily onto the ground, and he was on the verge of death.
On his body, a sachet suddenly shattered into pieces and fell onto the ground.
“This is the Guardian Celestial Dipper given by the Sect Master Senior Brother. It can protect against the attack at the Peak of Tribulation Transcending. With just a single glance, it destroyed this magical artifact and severely injured Xuan Tian.”
Everyone fell silent.
The six people who initially had hoped that Zi Yang could resume his human body gave up totally.
This power had surpassed the limits of what they could deal with.
“My friend Qin Yu, I’ll see if I can stall for a second or two later. Your Glazed Holy Body might have a slim chance of escaping! I’m sorry to have implicated you.”
Xuan Xin looked apologetic.
They had come here to search for the legacy Saint Zi Yang left behind and had called Qin Yu over to increase their chances of success. However, they did not expect the Saint to be still alive and had been possessed completely and could no longer be awakened at all.
Qin Yu helped Xuan Tian up. He sent a stream of pure spiritual energy from the Heart of the Ocean into his body, stabilizing his vitality.
Xuan Tian slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was extremely dim, and his lips moved a few times. In the end, he did not utter any sound.
Qin Yu sighed. This feeling was a sign of the collapse of faith.
Perhaps Saint Zi Yang was a mountain of faith in Xuan Tian’s heart.
Now that the mountain had collapsed, the impact on him was indescribable.
In just a few seconds, the indescribably massive power of the sacrifice of the monster race’s Path of Heaven had completely entered Saint Zi Yang’s body.
As he slowly stood up, the internal qi on his body shot into the sky like a blade.
The entire Misty Forest suddenly became deathly silent as if welcoming the return of the Saint.
At this moment, Qin Yu’s last trace of hope completely vanished.
The fact that the monster race’s Path of Heaven could infuse such a terrifying sacrificial power into Saint Zi Yang’s body meant that he was bound to become a monster. Otherwise, the monster race’s Path of Heaven would not have wasted such a terrifying power of sacrifice.
This surge of power of sacrifice was more than enough to refine another eight-winged monster race army. Previously, He Teng had only obtained less than a quarter of the power and became the Fallen Godly King of the monster race.