"Is this the Martial Saint True Intention those two called an Attendant?!"
Bai Yi looked at the phantom shrouding the statue, like a blurry projection of a human face.
As his Divine Sense drew near, a fierce, invincible might that looked down upon the universe burst from the statue.
The phantom on the statue suddenly clenched its fist. A surging martial Fist Intent that shook the myriad beasts thundered straight toward Bai Yi's probing Divine Sense.
"I am the Beast King Sage, shaping the world into endless ferocious beasts!"
A deep, distant roar issued from the statue.
The instant that Martial Saint True Intention erupted, Bai Yi felt his Divine Sense tear apart as if a myriad beasts were ripping into it.
Even with the strength of his Divine Sense, he could only hold out a few breaths longer.
"Not good..."
Bai Yi's expression changed. The Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged in his Dantian was just about to open its eyes.
Then, deep in his Sea of Consciousness, the Dao-Deriving Mirror-which had been quiet for a long time-suddenly erupted in a ten-thousand-zhang radiance of Dao Light as the Martial Saint True Intention poured into his mind.
On the mottled mirror surface, thick with rust, another patch of rust fell away. The surface spun like a Chaos vortex.
The image formed from that Martial Saint True Intention was instantly seized by the mirror light.
As the Dao-Deriving Mirror shone brilliantly, the Martial Saint True Intention contained in the statue poured without end into Bai Yi's Sea of Consciousness.
As the mysterious, profound patterns of the Great Dao's origin appeared around the mirror, nearly one-fifth of its surface turned ancient and unadorned under the nourishment of this Martial Saint True Intention.
The mirror light rose to a higher level. The nearly two thousand