"It actually succeeded." At the peak of a lofty mountain, amid swirling clouds and mist, Wang Yi sat alone at a stone table in a bamboo grove, drinking wine as he looked over in surprise.
Wang Yi had indeed intervened.
However, he had merely given them an opportunity, giving Shalia a tiny bit more hope of surviving what had been a nine-in-ten chance of death.
He did not know these two people at all, nor would he casually break the rules and grant them a spot among the eternal.
It was already good enough that he had offered some help. Whether they could seize the opportunity depended on themselves.
Heaven helps those who help themselves.
"Hope was clearly so incredibly slim, yet they were able to create a miracle. Is this what life is?" Wang Yi smiled.
"Let me see what happened."
Wang Yi's eyes flickered, and everything that had occurred in the Blood-colored Abyss appeared before him.
"So that's how it was. Faith..." Wang Yi smiled faintly.
He felt that he might have found a way for his mind to transform.
Destruction Grotto-Heaven.
Inside a black celestial body as enormous as a universe, the World Beast Wang Yi, who had been comprehending the laws, fell into thought.
"Faith, the power of the mind..." he muttered. "Using faith as the core to unleash Mind Power? Perhaps that is the correct path?"
Every powerhouse had faith, and Wang Yi was no exception. It was simply that faith could be strong or weak, and could even change because of one's experiences or certain events.
The firmer and more steadfast one's faith, the stronger one's will and Mind Power would naturally be.
But faith did not actually equal one's mental realm... so it depended on one's personal comprehension.
Wang Yi emerged from