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Styx took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

"Vice Master of Xuandu..."

He spoke in a low, hoarse voice:

"The Styx will never forget this kindness and virtue."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at him without saying a word.

But a complex emotion also flickered in the depths of those deep eyes.

He remembered it too.

I recall the figure in green standing under the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, may I borrow the Earth Book?"

He borrowed it.

"For the tunnels to be restored, the geomancer must be returned to its proper place."

He believed it.

"When the Dao is perfected, you will become a Dao Saint."

He waited.

Now, he stands here.

Standing beneath the seal of reincarnation, standing where the essence of the earth is most concentrated.

Waiting for that position to descend.

Waiting for that saintly realm that hundreds of millions of dollars would be waiting for.

He awaited the path that Xuandu had planned for him.

"Fellow Daoist Styx".

Zhen Yuanzi spoke, his voice calm:

"Let's begin."

Styx nodded.

The two sat cross-legged.

Suspended in the void, dressed in green robes and red gowns, they sat facing each other.

Close your eyes.

His mind sank into the depths of his dantian.

There, the authentic, original vibrations could be clearly heard.

Like a heartbeat, like the sound of a drum, like the will that once slumbered for billions of dollars, but has now finally awakened.

Zhen Yuanzi focused his mind and spirit to communicate with the source of the earth.

A trace.

A wisp.

One.

He sensed it.

I sensed a will within that source of the earth.

That will was ancient, vast, and profound.

That's a tunnel.

It is a will that, though worth hundreds of millions, will carry the propagation of all living beings, yet has never truly awakened.

Now, it has awakened.

Because humanity has awakened.

Because the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man have begun to balance.

Because the Heavenly Dao power that suppressed it has weakened.

It was watching Zhen Yuanzi.

Looking at the merits of his billion-dollar fund, looking at the accumulation of his billion-dollar fund, looking at the waiting of his billion-dollar fund.

a long time.

"Buzz".

A deep voice resounded from the depths of the earth's origin.

The sound was very soft, yet it was like a morning bell and evening drum, resonating deeply within Zhen Yuanzi's soul.

Zhen Yuanzi shuddered.

He sensed it.

They sensed a golden pillar of light gathering within the very source of that underground passage.

That is the fruition stage.

It is the attainment of a true saint.

It is the supreme position that has never been bestowed before, but is finally about to be bestowed upon us now, with hundreds of millions of dollars.

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly opened his eyes.

look up.

Looking up at the sky.

There, beneath the Seal of Reincarnation, a golden pillar of light slowly materialized.

The beam of light was about ten feet thick, golden in color, yet also tinged with a chaotic hue.

Within the pillar of light, innate Dao patterns flowed endlessly, and the origin of the Earth Dao surged like a tide.

The light was so magnificent, so dazzling, so vast.

It illuminated the entire underworld in an instant!

Illuminate the road to the underworld, illuminate the River of Oblivion, illuminate the six realms of reincarnation!

The Styx River also opened its eyes.

He gazed at the golden pillar of light, and at the slowly descending fruit.

His eyes were filled with shock.

"That is..."

He spoke, his voice hoarse:

"The attainment of a true sage?"

The sound faded.

The beam of light fell straight down on Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi took a deep breath, suppressing the surging excitement in his heart.

He sat cross-legged, completely still.

The beam of light fell on his head and disappeared into the depths of his dantian.

"boom!"

A muffled explosion resounded from within Zhen Yuanzi's body!

The sound was loud, vast, and domineering.

It pierced through the entire Netherworld in an instant!

The tremors shook the Seal of Reincarnation, shook the River of Oblivion, and shook the gates of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

Zhen Yuanzi's aura surged dramatically!

The bottleneck of the Quasi-Saint peak is as fragile as paper in the face of that Fruition level.

A true sage!

First Heaven!

The surge showed no signs of abating.

The primordial essence contained within the fruition continued to flow into his body.

Early stage of the first heaven.

Mid-stage of the First Heaven.

Late stage of the first level of heaven.

Peak of the First Heaven!

Double Heaven!

The surge in prices has finally slowed down.

Zhen Yuanzi's aura remained steadily at the early stage of the second level of the Heavenly Realm.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The depths of those eyes, as deep as the starry sea, now held an unfathomable vastness.

He looked down at his hands.

In the palm of your hand, the authentic source flows endlessly.

Each strand contains a terrifying power capable of tearing through the void.

Second Heaven.

The second level of the Earthly Saint.

Although it is far from the peak of the Nine Heavens like Houtu.

But he was content.

Because of this step, he waited for a meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

Because of this step, he went from a quasi-saint to a saint.

Because of this step, he transcended the Heavenly Dao and was no longer restricted by the status of a sage.

Zhen Yuanzi stood up.

He stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his blue robe fluttering in the wind.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the River Styx.

A light shone in those eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Styx".

He spoke, his voice calm:

"now you."

Styx nodded.

He didn't speak.

He simply closed his eyes.

His mind sank into the depths of his dantian.

There, the authentic, original vibrations could also be clearly heard.

He sensed it.

He sensed that the ancient, vast, and profound will within that source of the earth was also watching him.

Looking at his merit of guarding the sea of ​​blood with hundreds of millions of yuan.

Watching him establish the destiny of the Asura race.

Looking at the foundation he has built up to hundreds of millions of yuan.

a long time.

"Buzz".

Another deep voice resounded from the depths of the earth's origin.

Styx shuddered.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

look up.

Looking up at the sky.

There, beneath the Seal of Reincarnation, another golden pillar of light slowly manifested.

It is about ten feet in diameter, golden in color, and has a murky hue.

Within the pillar of light, innate Dao patterns flowed endlessly, and the origin of the Earth Dao surged like a tide.

The light was so magnificent, so dazzling, so vast.

It was exactly the same as the bundle Zhen Yuanzi had just given him.

Styx took a deep breath, suppressing the surging excitement in his heart.

He sat cross-legged, completely still.

The beam of light fell on his head.

It disappeared into the depths of his Purple Mansion.

"boom!"

A muffled explosion resounded from within the Styx River!

It shook the netherworld, shook the cycle of reincarnation, and shook the gates of the six realms of reincarnation!

The aura surrounding Styx surged dramatically!

The bottleneck of the Quasi-Saint peak is as fragile as paper in the face of that Fruition level.

A true sage!

First Heaven!

The surge showed no signs of abating.

Early stage of the first heaven.

Mid-stage of the First Heaven.

Late stage of the first level of heaven.

Peak of the First Heaven!

Double Heaven!

The aura surrounding Styx remained steadily at the early stage of the Second Heaven.

Like Zhen Yuanzi.

Second Heaven.

The second level of the Earthly Saint.

The Styx opened its eyes.

Deep within those cold, sharp eyes lay a vast, unfathomable abyss.

He looked down at his hands.

In his palm, the essence of nature and the aura of slaughter intertwined.

Each strand contains a terrifying power capable of tearing apart a saint.

He stood up.

He stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his red robe fluttering in the wind.

He turned his head and looked at Zhen Yuanzi.

The two looked at each other.

In that gaze, there was emotion, complexity, and an unprecedented sense of ease that hundreds of millions of dollars had never brought before.

wait.

Finally waited.

"Zhen Yuanzi".

The Styx opened its mouth, its voice deep and resonant.

"You and I have finally become saints."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded.

"yes."

"Finally, I have become a saint."

He paused, then looked up into the distance.

Looking towards Jin'ao Island.

I looked toward the figure in green.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Xuandu."

The River Styx remained silent.

Then, he nodded slowly.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Xuandu."