Hui Mei still could not let go of that night when Ye Tianxiong had tormented him so badly. He had been arrogant for years, yet never in his life had he been so on edge. That night, that bastard Chu Tianyun had truly been considering teaching him a lesson on Chu Tian's behalf.
They had been this close!
Whenever Hui Mei recalled that night, fury welled up in his chest. He could not help kicking Ye Feng several more times, treating his head like a ball and kicking it back and forth. After all, he could not defeat Ye Tianxiong anytime soon, so he would vent his anger on his son first.
After venting the fire in his heart, Hui Mei looked at Chu Tian, who sat cross-legged in a pool of blood. He was only ten years old, after all, and the sight sent a shiver down Hui Mei's spine. But his purpose in entering the Sacred Heaven Pool had been to get close to Chu Tian and comprehend the Eye of the Heavenly Dao.
For his cousin, Hui Mei gritted his teeth and finally sat down in the pool of blood beside Chu Tian.
Night fell, and scattered moonlight shone through the milky-white lake surface, illuminating the plaza.
Chaos Radiance flowed around Chu Tian's body as he drove the Chaos Creation True Scripture. Great torrents of spiritual energy containing the essence of the spiritual Dao were drawn in, transforming into dense spiritual mist that enveloped him.
This was also the most miraculous aspect of the Sacred Heaven Pool. Not only was the spiritual energy here countless times denser than in the outside world, but it also contained Saint Ancestor Duanmu's Dao essence and spiritual essence.
Cultivating here was practically equivalent to receiving Saint Ancestor Duanmu's personal guidance. How