The True Saint seated in the center casually beckoned, and the gray True Saint Dao Fruit drifted lightly into his palm.
He looked at the profound aura flowing across the Dao Fruit and nodded in satisfaction.
"You have done well."
The offhand remark fell upon Jiemie and the others' ears like heavenly music.
Jiemie hurriedly lowered his head even further, repeatedly declining the praise.
"This True Saint praises us too highly. We dare not claim any credit! It was all thanks to the fearsome prestige of the six True Saints!"
Kongxuan hastily echoed him from the side.
"If not for the prestige of all the True Saints, then even if we had fought with everything we had, we could never have emerged safely from that inner world!"
Wuwang and Xu Yuan beside them chimed in as well, their flattery resounding like thunder.
They only hoped that, should these great figures be in a good mood, they might bestow a few more good things upon them.
The six True Saints sat high in the Void, utterly unmoved by this torrent of fawning.
At their level, such words were not even qualified to stir the slightest ripple in their hearts.
The True Saint in the center raised a hand, and a dazzling radiance appeared in his palm.
Immediately afterward, that faint gleam split into more than a hundred spheres of light.
The light spheres drifted down from above, hovering precisely before Jiemie, Kongxuan, Blood Butcher, and the others.
"This is the reward promised to you."
The light spheres floated before Jiemie and the others, emanating an enticing rhythm of the Great Dao.
"Within them lies a trace of our cultivation insights."
"As for how much you can comprehend from them, and whether you can use them to glimpse the threshold of True