A familiar voice rang out in Lin Yiâs mind.
The owner of the voice was none other than the martial spirit, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!
This great being, unbelievably, had taken the initiative to speak to him today? What was going on?
Ever since Lin Yi had taken the monkey as his martial spirit, his relationship with Sun Wukong had remained quite awkward.
There was not much interaction between the two.
The main reason was Sun Wukongâs attitude toward humans, which was indeed rather poor.
Lin Yi was not a masochist; he had no habit of ingratiating himself, and since he didnât have many soul cores to enhance the monkeyâs power, Lin Yi didnât initiate conversations with him.
The reason Sun Wukong was cold towards Lin Yi was, firstly, because the number of soul cores required to completely unseal him was terrifying.
He believed that Lin Yi, like his previous master, would abandon nurturing the Great Sage Equal to Heaven martial spirit without hesitation if he saw no return on investment.
Furthermore, in Sun Wukongâs eyes, all humans shared the same natureâselfish and self-serving.
From the moment they are born, humans are finding ways to gain fame and fortune. The extremely proud Great Sage Equal to Heaven naturally didnât bother to have too much interaction with humans.
However, after observing Lin Yi for some time, Sun Wukong discovered that Lin Yi was not quite what he had imagined.
Clearly gifted and exceptionally powerful, this young human had never used his talents to seek personal gain.
Instead, he assumed responsibilities far beyond his years and always did what he could.
Seeing Lin Yi confused, the monkey couldnât hold back any longer and stood out to speak a fair word.
"That foreigner is not wrong; in the eyes of the Desolate God, humans are nothing more than livestock providing resources. The ancient emperor and his men didnât truly kill any real Desolate God."
"Those monstersâ powers are far inferior to that of the real Desolate God; they are merely lackeys imbued with a portion of the Desolate Godâs power."
Lin Yi didnât have time to ask Monkey Bro why he was telling him so much, as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven said nothing more.
With Monkey Broâs corroboration, Lin Yi believed Starkâs words.
He also understood that this War God from the Beautiful Country was not like the other War Gods from there.
This War God, cursed by knowledge, saw much farther than the other War Gods.
After adjusting his mood, Lin Yi returned to the exit of the welfare zone.
He didnât expect to witness a scene that left him somewhat speechless.
Liou Wen, the pampered young lady, wasnât willing to easily accept her failure.
After seeing through Lin Yiâs disguise, she directly went to Stark, the War God of the Beautiful Country, while Lin Yi wasnât around.
"Mr. Stark, please believe me, Mr. Chen is no longer Mr. Chen; he is Lin Yi. Though I donât know what means he used to deceive everyone, I can assure you, he is definitely Lin Yi."
Liou Wen desperately expressed her viewpoint, nearly reaching madness.
No matter how much she badmouthed Lin Yi, Stark remained unfazed, not showing a hint of emotion.
As a War God, Stark couldnât be bothered to argue with Liou Wen or intervene to solve the problem of this pitiful girl.
After all, the poor girl had just lost her grandfather.
As Stark pondered how to shake off this annoying young lady, Chen Dongtian appeared at his side.
Seeing Lin Yi approach, Stark immediately had an idea.
"Chen Dongtian, your niece said that you are Lin Yi of Xia. It seems this girl canât accept her grandfatherâs death. You should try to console her."
With that, Stark vanished in a flash, leaving "Chen Dongtian" alone with Liou Wen.
"Mr. Stark, you..."
Starkâs complete disappearance left Liou Wenâs words suddenly cut off.
In Liou Wenâs frightened gaze, "Chen Dongtian" gently placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Miss Liou, Iâve told you before to keep things to yourself, but you just wouldnât listen."
"But donât worry; I wonât kill you."
"Just sit back and watch; letâs see what becomes of your Liouwu Group in the end."
True despair, Liou Wen finally experienced it.
Knowing well that the person before her sought to destroy the cooperation between the Liouwu Group and the Beautiful Country, but she could change nothing.
Lin Yi was a man of his word.
Even with her knowing his secret, he hadnât harmed Liou Wen in the slightest.
But for Liou Wen, this was undoubtedly a fate more painful than death.
The Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron was a relic from the Ancient Times, and once it recovered sufficient power, it could form a grand formation by itself.
Those with strength below that of a War God couldnât hope to withstand the devouring power of the artifact; those emerging from the welfare zone exit were swallowed in one gulp by the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron.
Millions of practitioners couldnât resist the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldronâs power. Except for the practitioners from the Liouwu Group and the Beautiful Country, none escaped its grasp.
Whether a War God from Xia or a compatriot from Shenxiao, during the time "Chen Dongtian" devoured them with the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron, Lin Yi remained indifferent and displayed no mercy whatsoever.
This greatly satisfied the Black Tomb War Gods and solidified Lin Yiâs stance in their minds.
The massive power obtained by the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron caused it to swell, eventually filling nearly the entire instance.
Liou Qian and other experts of the Liouwu Group left the welfare zone instance, also learning of the old masterâs death in battle.
In this interest-driven family, where was there any true affection?
Especially Liou Qian, who, eager to get the Laws of Pangu tool in his own hands, was almost constantly groveling.
Whenever his daughter tried discussing her feelings with him, he heartlessly dismissed her.
Seeing Lin Yi entirely take over Chen Dongtianâs role and proceeding with his plan, Liou Wen became thoroughly panicked.
She didnât know what she could do.
For days, Liou Wen was left with nothing but helplessness and despair.
The practitioners from the Beautiful Country were indifferent, and even those in her own groupâs practitioners didnât take her words seriously.
On the seventh day, the end of the instance drew near.
Amid the crowd, "Chen Dongtian" began alchemy with the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron.
Under everyoneâs watch, the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron ceaselessly spewed countless streams of blood-red light.
These streams of light blanketed the sky.
Amidst the roar of the Heaven-Burning Demon Cauldron, the streams gathered towards a single point.
Finally, they coalesced into a Blood Elixir, shining with a scarlet luster and radiating a thick bloody aura.
Feeling the Blood Elixirâs immense power, the excitement in the Black Tomb War Godsâ eyes was evident.
The long-awaited hidden dungeon was finally about to open!