Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

Reflecting on these things, Sheng Yue suddenly realized that he was becoming more and more fond of Long Haoyu.

Yang Haohan stepped forward and listened to Long Haoyu and Sheng Yue's answers. His worries were relieved. He was afraid that Long Haoyu would not be able to control his consciousness when he transformed into a Shura.

"Child, the wound you pierced just now healed instantly. Was that also an additional ability you gained when you transformed into an Asura?" Yang Haohan asked.

Long Haoyu nodded and said, "That's right, Grandpa Yang. When I transform into an Asura, I can recover instantly unless it's a fatal injury, allowing me to fight at my maximum level."

"I see, no wonder you chose this method of attack."

Yang Haohan suddenly realized: "As expected of the Six Paths Spirit Furnace, just two of them have already surprised us twice."

"These two are already astonishing. As for the remaining four, I expect they will also have unexpected results when you complete the trials."

Long Haoyu did not deny it.

Although the remaining four trials have not yet been completed.

If the human realm and the Asura realm can be like this, then the other four realms certainly can't be much weaker.

He was particularly looking forward to the final Heavenly Dao, but unfortunately he was not yet at the level to undergo the Heavenly Dao Trial.

"By the way, child, you have completed two stages of cultivation. What about the backlash from the Six Spirit Furnaces?"

Yang Haohan asked again, "The more powerful the spirit furnace, the stronger the backlash will be when it is controlled. Are you experiencing any backlash right now?"

"Not yet. It seems that the Six Paths Spirit Furnace doesn't have the concept of backlash. But if we're talking about backlash, it might be due to different situations encountered during the trials."

Long Haoyu thought for a moment, and while answering with his own insights, he also recounted how he had been influenced by the Asura Path during the previous assessment.

Yang Haohan frowned and pondered for a long time: "With opportunity comes risk. It seems that this may be a very special kind of backlash from the Six Paths Spirit Furnace."

"You mentioned before that you are undergoing a trial in the Hell Path, so I'll grant you a special privilege: if you encounter any problems during your Hell Path trial, you can come to me immediately, understand?"

Long Haoyu understood what Yang Haohan meant, and he also understood how valuable this so-called privilege was.

As the leader of the alliance of the six holy temples, he must be very busy on a daily basis, and he certainly cannot take care of every little thing.

The fact that someone can say they can seek help anytime they have a problem is enough to prove how extraordinary this privilege is.

"Thank you, Grandpa Yang. I will remember your words of advice!" Long Haoyu bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Yang Haohan was very satisfied with Long Haoyu's performance and smiled slightly, saying, "Now that the Six Paths Spirit Furnace inspection is complete, I will take you away from here."

At this point, Yang Haohan paused slightly: "Otherwise, some old rascal would say that I violated regulations by bringing you into the Riding Spirit Valley."

Saint Moon: "...Old man Yang, who are you implying with those words? If you're so capable, just name names!"

"Also, who said everything is over? You think I just came here for a drive? I have something to tell you!"

While making these rambling pronouncements in a very unkempt manner, Sheng Yue seemed to be ready to settle scores with Yang Haohan, but her gaze was actually mostly fixed on Long Haoyu at that moment.

But such a small action naturally couldn't escape the sharp eyes of Yang Haohan, and with Han Qian's special reminder beforehand, he knew exactly what Sheng Yue was up to: "I know what you're trying to say."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yue was about to continue speaking, but before he could finish his rambling explanation of his true purpose, Yang Haohan began to speak slowly and deliberately.

"Holy Moon, I can already guess what you're trying to say. Do you think there's any need for you to say anything more?"

"I can give you a definite answer right now regarding what you want to do and your ideas!"

"Just two words: No discussion!"

Chapter 125 Saint Moon VS Yang Haohan, Hero vs. Divine Seal

His words were exceptionally concise and elegant.

There was absolutely no need for Saint Moon to speak; it was a simple and straightforward refusal.

After saying this, Yang Haohan didn't look at Sheng Yue's expression and walked to Han Qian and Long Haoyu on his own.

He placed his hands on Long Haoyu and Han Qian's shoulders respectively, as if he was about to leave.

Golden light enveloped the three of them. As if deliberately mocking Sheng Yue, Yang Haohan continued to speak lightly to Long Haoyu, "Child, do you remember what Grandpa Yang just said?"

"If you have any problems, just come to Grandpa Yang. Even if there are things you can't solve outside of the Hell Path, you can come to me."

"In short, it's just two words. You can tell everyone it's out of the question. Grandpa Yang is backing you up."

Long Haoyu: "..."

Listening to Yang Haohan's instructions with a strange expression, he could vaguely guess what outrageous things Sheng Yue would do next.

Sure enough, just as they were about to leave, Saint Moon transformed into a blur and blocked their way.

At this moment, Sheng Yue's face was gloomy, and the anger bursting from his eyes seemed to want to devour all three of them.

"You surnamed Yang, are you determined to make trouble for me today? Do you want to cause trouble?" Sheng Yue said, her anger barely contained.

Yang Haohan raised an eyebrow: "Sheng Yue, you should know best who's causing trouble here, right?"

"You, the lord of the Assassin's Temple, are setting your sights on the Son of Light of our Knights' Temple. Do you think this is appropriate?"

"How come your Assassin's Temple has now expanded into knighthood services? And you're capable of training young talents into outstanding knights?"

Saint Moon: "...Hey Yang, stop trying to change the subject. This kid is someone your Knight Temple has to give up to our Assassin Temple."

"Otherwise, otherwise wouldn't my great-granddaughter be kidnapped by your Knights' Temple? She's my precious great-granddaughter, my most beloved great-granddaughter!"

Yang Haohan retorted mercilessly: "You made him face loneliness alone at such a young age, and accept the recognition of the Reincarnation Furnace and the Reincarnation Sword? Is this what you call your baby, what you call your love?"

"Holy Moon, what you're saying sounds so strange to me. I don't feel any of the 'treasure' and 'love' you're talking about at all?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Saint Moon retorted, "The Reincarnation Furnace, the Reincarnation Sword, and Cai'er's childhood experiences—all of those were sacrifices made for our Human Alliance!"

Suddenly, Saint Moon's old face turned bright red.

Yang Haohan used these things to make fun of him, and he almost exploded on the spot.

Yang Haohan was naturally aware of this, but he was just joking around. He straightened his expression and replied in a deep voice, "Alright, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Don't stop me."

"No, this kid must belong to our Assassin's Temple. Your Knight's Temple still has another kid."

Saint Moon exclaimed loudly, "At that time, your Knight Temple will be considered to have formed a marriage alliance with our Assassin Temple, and your Knight Temple will not lose out either."

"No way!" Yang Haohan replied with those same two words.

Sheng Yue glared at him: "Yang Haohan, do you want to fight?"

"Let's fight then, you can't break through my defenses anyway!" Yang Haohan said decisively.

The Holy Moon is enraged.

Yang Haohan rejected him so ruthlessly.

All the anger in his body finally erupted at this moment.

The gray short sword reappeared behind him, unlike the gentle one he had used when testing Long Haoyu's Six Paths Spirit Furnace.

A truly sharp aura raged wildly from his body.

At the ninth rank, second level, he possessed the strength to instantly kill demon gods ranked lower, and this was fully displayed on his body at this moment.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to have an urge to knock Yang Haohan out right there.

You're saying I can't break through your defenses?

"You want to fight? Fine, I'll fight you today!"

Sheng Yue suppressed her anger and roared, the sharp aura emanating from her gray short sword pressing down on Yang Haohan.

Yang Haohan released his hands from Long Haoyu and Han Qian's shoulders and gently patted them on the shoulders.

A gentle force propelled Long Haoyu and Han Qian far away, and the next second, a magnificent and sacred aura erupted from him.

Amidst the dazzling light, a throne slowly emerged from behind him—the throne of order and mercy, one of the six divine thrones of the Knights' Temple that had recognized him.

The high backrest is inlaid with countless gems, forming a dazzling shield in the very center of the backrest.

The weighty, mellow aura of this throne imbues it with a majestic and protective power, as imposing as a mountain.

At the top of the throne's backrest is an oval-shaped milky-white gemstone, exuding a dignified and peaceful aura.

Yang Haohan sat on the throne, gently stroking the tortoise shell pattern on the wide seat with his hands, finally stopping at the auspicious cloud relief on the slightly upturned armrest.

Compared to the infinite sharpness of the Holy Moon at this moment, he exuded a pure and gentle aura, always giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

But beneath this gentle, refreshing feeling lies a very firm stance on his part.

Need people? Impossible!

I'm always ready to fight!

"Palace Master, what's wrong?" Han Qian asked with some concern as she retreated a considerable distance.

Yang Haohan said gently, "Han Qian, take Haoyu and stay away. That old man Shengyue won't let this go today."

"Today, let me, the Palace Master, have a proper spar with him. I can guarantee you'll be safe, but I can't guarantee what that old guy from the Assassin Temple might do once he's gone mad."

“You have been by my side for many years, so there are some things I don’t need to explain to you in detail.”

His words were full of nitpicking.

The text makes no mention of the Holy Moon, yet every sentence is directed at it.

Furthermore, in every sentence, he referred to himself only as "this temple master" rather than "this alliance leader," clearly indicating that he intended to resolve the matter as the temple master of the Knights Temple, rather than as the leader of the Temple Alliance.

“But Palace Master, the attack power of Palace Master Saint Moon…” Han Qian spoke again.

Yang Haohan remained as gentle as ever: "Don't worry, Sheng Yue can't break through my defenses, there's no need to be concerned!"

Saint Moon: "???"

Provoked by Yang Haohan's words, his already red eyes burned with even more fury.

You keep saying you can't break through its defenses? Are you looking down on me, the Palace Master?

Sheng Yue took a deep breath. Even though he knew very well that he probably couldn't break through Yang Haohan's defense, he still said defiantly, "You old rogue, Yang, you've already said that."

"Then this Palace Master truly refuses to believe that I can't break through your tortoise shell today!"

Chapter 126 I never expected you to be like this, Alliance Leader Yang

"You really can't break through it!"

"In terms of pure combat power, you, Saint Moon, are indeed unparalleled. Even Star Universe might not be able to defeat you easily."