The whole place erupted!
Everyone was stunned by this King of Sources!
Zhang Tao looked at the crowd's reaction, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.
He turned to Xiao Yang smugly, his eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Country bumpkin, see that? This is Source Arts!"
"Now it's your turn."
"I wonder what you'll cut out of that worthless rock of yours. A turd? Hahahaha!"
He laughed recklessly.
In his eyes, the outcome of this wager was already beyond doubt.
Yet in the face of his taunts, Xiao Yang's expression remained as placid as a still well.
He couldn't even be bothered to look at the King of Sources.
He simply placed the "Crouching Turtle Stone" on the stone-cutting table.
With a thud, the table shook.
Then he picked up the Source knife beside him. Without using any technique, he simply brought it down on the very center of the stone in one plain, unadorned stroke!
Crack!
The Crouching Turtle Stone, which had looked incredibly hard, split in two like tofu.
Everyone curled their lips, ready to watch Xiao Yang make a fool of himself.
But the next moment—
Everyone's expressions froze.
The scene they had expected—a stone containing nothing—never appeared.
There was no blinding divine light in the split stone's core, nor any astonishing surge of energy.
All that lay inside was a pool... of golden liquid.
The liquid was thick as honey, radiating a supreme aura of life beyond the power of words to describe!
Within that golden liquid, it was as if countless true dragons were roaring and howling!
Just smelling its aura made everyone present feel their bodies and bloodlines stirring uncontrollably with joy!
As if they had glimpsed the source of life!
"W-what is this?"
Everyone was stunned.
They had