The Great Emperor's Decree, Ultimate Reward!

Xiao Yang paid no attention to the murmurs around him. Calmly, he walked to his seat, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and he quickly found Liao Chen, the Buddha's Son.

Liao Chen was sitting cross-legged in a corner.

His face was still somewhat pale, and his aura was a little unsteady, but his spirit appeared exceptionally vigorous.

His clear eyes shimmered with wisdom, and his entire person radiated a unique, transcendent air.

It was as if he had been reborn overnight.

Sensing Xiao Yang's gaze, Liao Chen looked over as well.

He gave Xiao Yang a slight nod, pressed his palms together, and performed a Buddhist salute. His eyes were filled with goodwill and gratitude.

Xiao Yang nodded back in response.

It seemed that this little Buddha's Son had truly emerged from yesterday's blow.

He had even turned misfortune into a blessing, broken through his inner obstacle, and found his own true "Buddhist Dao."

Just then.

A terrifying, utterly overbearing might, filled with madness and killing intent, suddenly descended from the other end of the platform!

Everyone felt as though an invisible hand had seized their hearts and squeezed them hard, making it difficult to breathe!

Everyone turned around in horror.

They saw Dong Sheng Yi, dressed in a purple-gold imperial robe, walking step by step toward the arena.

His state today was completely different from his nearly deranged appearance yesterday.

There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Yet everyone knew that beneath that calm exterior lurked boundless fury and killing intent, enough to scorch the heavens and boil the seas!

He was like a dormant volcano!

Though it appeared calm, once it erupted, it would destroy heaven and