The deadly banquet was over. The Divine Monk's True Soul had appeared within the lamp wick, reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra and opening past reincarnations. This amounted to personally confirming his successor's identity, shattering every doubt. The price the Wall-Breaking Divine Dynasty paid for forcibly "checking his cards" was simple: Siling had been ground into the dirt and "castrated" by Mumu's blade, reduced to an incomplete Sixth-Grade practitioner.
Inside the hall, the Heavenly Prides who had attended the banquet initially looked at Ren Ye in astonishment. Gradually, that turned to envy, jealousy, and resentment, and finally, intense fear.
They certainly did not fear the Divine Monk's Successor himself. When challenging Siling just now, the boy had already exposed his Grade Realm: he was a cultivator at Fourth-Grade Great Perfection. Leaving aside Divine Methods, individual fighting strength, and opportunities, his realm alone placed him somewhere in the middle of these Heavenly Prides and outstanding figures, neither high nor low.
After all, quite a few of those present were Fifth Grade.
What everyone truly feared was... the power of reincarnation, which represented the origin of heaven and earth, and the fact that the Divine Monk's True Soul was personally protecting his successor's path.
Reversing the flow of reincarnation aura had allowed a Dao Touching practitioner to be "castrated" without the slightest ability to resist. Wasn't that fucking terrifying?!
Furthermore, according to the Wall-Breaking Divine Dynasty's many records, the Divine Monk had become exceptionally cold after losing his closest family. He had never accepted a disciple, much less taught anyone his ways. Yet now, he was willing to protect this boy's path, guarding him personally with his own True Soul. Ah... just how much did he dote on this arrogant brat?!
None of them could see what was so special about Zhenyi, but they