The Life Pool filled its mind with ten question marks. What was Old Wang talking about?
Then it fully awakened and understood. This was utterly outrageous—Wang Zesheng meant to give it away as betrothal gifts?
It immediately became furious. It was a supreme treasure; how could it be used as a helmet?! But when it looked at Wang Zesheng and Jiang Yun in outer space, it grew a little timid again.
Next, it began to glow. Its walls became crystalline, and its entire body turned a lush green.
It contained a certain green-gold component, allowing it to alter the pool's coloration and state in an instant.
In outer space, Wang Zesheng looked at it, and his expression immediately froze. How was he supposed to give someone a green helmet?
He muttered to himself, "This pool can't take a joke. It actually took it seriously!"
Jiang Yun covered her mouth and smiled.
The Life Pool said nothing. From inside to out, it was a deep green. It had no intention of changing anytime soon.
It grumbled inwardly. Back then, Wang Yusheng, that thorny troublemaker, had once threatened it with a broken blade. It had ignored him and fled directly. Now even the unfathomable Old Wang was getting ideas. It had to stay on guard!
At the Sea of Origin, fourteen strange landscape paintings descended. Blood seeped from Long Wenming's newly restored body once more. This was the final trial within the Heavenly Calamity, incomparably difficult.
All his Dao rhythms boiled as he tried to bore through the fourteen strange landscapes covering the supernatural firmament. He had too many unwilling grievances—his father, fellow disciples, and fiancée had all died tragically, while his evil enemy still lived and had grown even stronger. Now they had come to obstruct his path to sainthood.