Sacrifice? Di Tian is gambling on Luo Li's future

Bi Ji's pupils contracted sharply.

Such pure life attribute.

She had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and seen countless soul beasts and humans possessing the life attribute, but she had never seen one this pure.

It could be called the ultimate!

It carried an affinity that made one unable to resist the urge to draw near.

The radiance of the Sun Corona Sword spilled onto the Emerald Swan, whose eyelids twitched slightly. It let out a faint cry, the sound carrying an indescribable... longing.

Luo Yun stepped forward, crouched down, and looked the Emerald Swan in the eye.

He extended his left hand, fingers splayed, palm facing the swan's forehead.

The emerald-green power of the laws of life surged from his palm like a gentle stream, slowly enveloping the swan's wounds.

The swan's body trembled slightly.

It raised its head, a pair of emerald eyes looking at Luo Yun.

Luo Yun watched it without speaking.

After a moment, the Emerald Swan pressed its forehead gently against Luo Yun's palm.

A magic circle slowly appeared beneath its feet.

Bi Ji stood behind them, her lips slightly parted, unable to utter a single word.

Sacrifice.

Another sacrifice.

She had watched this Emerald Swan grow up and knew its pride and stubbornness.

Yet, at this moment, it was voluntarily offering itself as a sacrifice to a six-year-old human child.

Bi Ji's gaze shifted from the Emerald Swan to Luo Yun, then to the gold-green longsword in his hand, and finally to the emerald-green laws of life circulating around his body.

This child's talent was truly terrifying.

Perhaps he really could reach that step in the future.

But what about that purple-black figure from just moments ago, the one exuding an aura of destruction?

Bi Ji suddenly thought of a possibility.

A possibility that made her breath hitch.

Dual godhood?

One, the ultimate of life.

One, the ultimate of destruction.

Just then, a gold-green beam of light shot into the sky from the Emerald Swan's body, even brighter than the beam from the Holy Leaf Spirit Deer's sacrifice earlier.

A few breaths later, the light dissipated.

The Emerald Swan was gone.

In its place was a purple soul ring slowly rising into the air.

A second thousand-year soul ring.

Luo Yun stood up from the ground, looking down at the purple ring slowly rotating at his feet.

"Second soul skill, Life Eulogy."

"Single-target healing; it can heal most external and internal injuries. The less soul power consumed, the lower the healing amount. The more soul power consumed, the higher the healing amount."

"At maximum soul power consumption, it can... regenerate severed limbs."

Luo Shang's eyebrows shot up.

Regenerating severed limbs.

What a terrifying healing ability!

But...

How was a sword martial soul developing in the direction of a support type???

Luo Shang didn't even know what to say.

However, the other martial soul seemed to lean more toward offense.

If both martial souls were developed simultaneously, little Yun would be an entire team all by himself!

Luo Shang crouched down, his gaze falling on the two purple soul rings slowly rotating at Luo Yun's feet, and he remained silent for a moment.

"When you reach level thirty, you can attach a ten-thousand-year soul ring to your second martial soul, Moon Eclipse. Do you know what that means?"

Luo Yun thought for a moment: "It means I'm very powerful?"

"It means you will be a monster in the future."

"...Father, could you not look so proud when you say that? It seems a bit lacking in humility."

Luo Shang glanced at him expressionlessly: "This King speaks the truth; there is no need for humility."

Luo Yun was speechless.

"Let's go." Luo Shang stood up and walked back the way they came, "Staying here too long invites trouble."

Luo Yun trotted to keep up.

They had not walked more than a few steps when the mist ahead suddenly parted to reveal a path.

A man in black emerged from the fog, his long black hair draped over his shoulders, his golden eyes like two burning suns.

Di Tian.

Luo Shang's footsteps halted, his left hand moving calmly to shield Luo Yun behind him.

Di Tian did not look at him; his golden gaze passed over him and landed on the little boy peeking out from behind his father.

"Human." Di Tian spoke, his voice not loud, "You are the most promising human I have seen in nearly ten thousand years to become a god."

Luo Yun poked his head out from behind his father, looking at Di Tian earnestly.

"Do not disappoint This Seat." After saying this, Di Tian narrowed his golden eyes slightly, then turned and walked into the depths of the mist.

Luo Yun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly ran out from behind Luo Shang and shouted at Di Tian's retreating back: "Senior, wait a moment!"

Di Tian's footsteps faltered slightly, but he did not turn around.

Luo Yun stood straight, folded his hands in front of him, and performed a respectful bow.

This was what Luo Shang had taught him—the junior's salute for elders or benefactors.

Hands crossed over his chest, he bent at a ninety-degree angle, his form perfectly standard.

"Thank you." Luo Yun's voice was soft, but sincere.

Di Tian's back remained silent for a moment.

Then he continued walking, neither turning back nor speaking, his figure vanishing into the fog.

Luo Yun straightened up and walked back to Luo Shang's side.

"Let's go."

Luo Shang looked down at him, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, but he said nothing.

The father and son turned and disappeared into the dense forest.

By the lake.

Di Tian stood in the center of the lake, his feet resting on the surface of the water without sinking. His golden eyes gazed in the direction where the father and son had vanished, his expression deep and calm.

Bi Ji walked over, stood behind him, and hesitated before speaking.

"Di Tian."

"Hmm."

"Why did we help them?" Bi Ji's voice was light, tinged with confusion, "Our soul beast clan has never needed to show favor to humans."

Di Tian was silent for a long time.

A breeze stirred the lake, sending ripples spreading outward with a faint, rustling sound.

"I am gambling." He finally spoke, his voice very low.

Bi Ji's brows twitched slightly: "Gambling on what?"

Di Tian turned and looked toward the depths of the lake.

Bi Ji knew what existence lay sleeping there.

That was Di Tian's secret, and the very reason for the existence of the core circle of the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Gambling that this human's future will not be like other treacherous humans." Di Tian's voice was flat, devoid of emotion, "Gambling that when he reaches that level in the future, he will... show mercy to the Lord."

Bi Ji's breath hitched.

The Lord.

The Silver Dragon King.

That existence who had been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years.

Di Tian had waited for her for hundreds of thousands of years, waiting for her to awaken, waiting for her to lead the soul beast clan out of their predicament.

But Di Tian also knew clearly that the day the Lord awakened would be the day full-scale war erupted between humans and soul beasts.

And on the human side... there was the support of the God Realm.

A human possessing a godhood, or a human about to inherit one—if one could be on good terms with them, it was best not to offend them.

"Besides," Di Tian added, his golden eyes narrowing slightly, "if I were to kill that child now, that God King in the God Realm would immediately notice this place."

"At that point, the Lord would very likely be discovered by those gods in the God Realm!"