Though Xiang Yuan looked just the tiniest bit humanoid, he truly possessed the great merit of vanquishing demons and devils, saving the common people.
Setting aside his routine demon-slaying and devil-subduing—done with insincere intentions and aimed at experience packs—he had, through Jambu Gate's travels across the myriad heavens, performed three acts of saving the world.
In the Dragon-Subduing Realm, he had swept away the four great demonic sects, suppressed all evils, and used evil to curb evil;
In the Blue Star Realm, he had patrolled the Demon Continent, cleansed the laws of heaven and earth, and sheltered one region;
In the Wasteland Realm, he had remade heaven and earth, passed down a pure land, and earned the grace of re-creation.
If the local human races in the first two still possessed the strength to resist demons, then the Wasteland Realm had been truly steeped in despair. With a compassionate heart, he had breathed vitality into that deathly silent world.
Xiang Yuan not only had merit—his merit was immeasurable. Everyone present combined was not even worth a fraction of his.
Thus, the Merit Golden Wheel responded, bursting forth with boundless divine radiance. Without needing Xiang Yuan to hold it aloft, it floated behind him as though linked to his heart and mind, willingly submitting to his command.
At the same time, a layer of golden light covered the Water-Subduing Iron Sword. After a brief silence, the sword gave a clear, ringing cry, offering its submission and declaring that it had waited a long time for this day. Before, it had refused because it felt Xiang Yuan was unworthy; forced by his innate divine strength and unable to escape, it had no choice. Now it was throwing itself at him, afraid Xiang Yuan might think it was unworthy—he could not drive it