Endless merit clear light showered down from the nine heavens, forming dense clouds of merit that hovered above Daochen's head!
"Merit?"
As Daochen gazed at the merit clear light overhead, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
He had only given this sermon to settle his karmic ties with the Demon Race. He had never expected the Heavenly Dao to bestow merit on him for it.
What was more, the merit bestowed this time was clearly several times greater than what he had received for slaying Luo Hou on the Lunar Star.
Between a single sermon and slaying Luo Hou to save ten billion lives on the Lunar Star, which mattered more to the Primordial World? The answer needed no explanation.
"Interesting."
A faint, amused smile appeared at the corner of Daochen's mouth.
There had to be some other meaning behind such a stark disparity.
But Daochen did not dwell on it. With a lift of his hand, he gathered all the merit clouds overhead and poured them straight into the God-Slaying Spear to refine its last few innate divine restrictions.
"What?"
Seeing Daochen's actions, Bai Ze froze, nearly coughing up a mouthful of blood.
How precious was Heavenly Dao Merit?
Over the years, he had traveled throughout the Primordial World and performed countless good deeds, yet he had only earned a tiny amount, which he carefully stored within his body.
Unless he had absolutely no other choice, he could not bear to use it!
But Daochen? He used it directly to refine the innate divine restrictions within a spiritual treasure.
Not just a tiny bit, either. All of it!
Bai Ze could no longer keep his composure, but then he reconsidered.
Forget it. I can't beat him!
I'll swallow it!
Kunpeng's mouth twitched as well.
This was the first