Every Great Sage had endured countless hardships and borne endless pain. Deep within their hearts lay something close to a pool of stagnant water.
Everything each Great Sage, even each Saint Ancestor, displayed—their emotions, attitudes, and all else—was less their true inner self than the influence of the Sacred Way. It was also a form of self-protection, preventing them from being rejected and regarded as soulless dead things.
Now, a Great Sage was cursing at the top of his lungs. One could well imagine how agonizing the entire process had been.
"Courage and faith are our glory!"
Suddenly, a grayish stream of light descended from the sky and landed upon Fire Virtue Great Sage's brow.
Everyone's eyes widened. At once, they recognized it as part of the Saint Ancestor Inheritance—and a battle technique inheritance at that!
"Fire Virtue, what did you obtain?" Lang Kun hurriedly asked.
The other Great Sages stared at Fire Virtue Great Sage as well.
Fire Virtue Great Sage absorbed the battle technique inheritance without saying a word.
Yet Fang Yun did not look at Fire Virtue Great Sage. Instead, he gazed through the gate toward the terrace directly opposite, at that thunder giant.
"Courage and faith, courage and faith, courage and faith..."
Fang Yun murmured inwardly, a complicated expression rising in his eyes. Then a resolute gleam flashed in his gaze, and he stepped into the moat, Divine Gold Slurry completely engulfing everything below his head.
The instant he leaped into the moat, Fang Yun felt as though countless sharp awls had pierced through his entire body. Those awls seemed covered in barbs, and were even spinning at high speed.
Fang Yun seemed to see his flesh being ground into pulp, his bones crushed into fine powder, and even his Sacred Sense covered in cracks.
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