Yuan Hao, seated high on the throne of the Source Force God, looked at the will that had been prepared to sacrifice a pawn to save its foes, and spoke calmly.
The powerful will beneath Yuan Hao's body changed its expression, becoming uncertain, upon hearing Yuan Hao's words.
"Can't we just let this matter drop and pretend it never happened?"
The powerful will asked with a somewhat unpleasant expression.
Yuan Hao remained silent, sitting on the throne of source power, quietly gazing at the powerful will below.
Upon seeing this, the powerful will gritted its teeth.
"Alright, I'll give you a Great Thousand Crystal. From now on, our karmic ties will be severed, and we'll have no further connection whatsoever."
After seeing Yuan Hao on the God Throne of Source Power nod, the powerful will stretched out one hand, traversing endless space to retrieve something.
He looked at the item in his hand, felt a pang of regret, threw it towards Yuan Hao, and then disappeared.
"What a pleasant surprise! Luckily, he doesn't know my current situation, otherwise, it would be really difficult to extort anything from him in my current state."
"It's a pity that most of my treasures from back then have been lost, otherwise the Tianyuan Sacred Realm would probably have reached the level of a Great Thousand World by now."
"Now that we have this Great Thousand Crystal, we can greatly accelerate the advancement of the Heavenly Origin Sacred Realm."
"When the Heavenly Origin Sacred Realm was upgraded to a Small World and then a Small Thousand World, the power that the Great Dao rewarded me with, which could enhance the Heavenly Dao and the true spirits of living beings, did not help me much."
"It will be different once I advance to the Middle Thousand World. After the Heavenly Origin Sacred Realm advances to the Middle Thousand World, the power of the Great Dao reward that can enhance the True Spirit will be able to play a certain role in my last bit of injury."
Yuan Hao looked at the multicolored crystal in his hand, with countless mysterious points of light slowly rotating inside, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
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Chapter Thirty-Six: The True Martial Emperor's Dharma Image
Just after the will of that super strong person left the Tianyuan Sacred Realm, Zhang Sanfeng, inside Blood Battle City, suddenly trembled, and countless inherited information began to flash in his mind.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Just as Zhang Wuji was wondering about what Zhang Sanfeng had just said to him, he suddenly noticed that Zhang Sanfeng was standing motionless beside him.
Just as Zhang Wuji was about to say something, a powerful aura burst forth from Zhang Sanfeng's body, sending Zhang Wuji and several servants flying to the side.
As Zhang Sanfeng's aura continued to grow stronger, his cultivation, which had just entered the Martial Core realm, began to improve rapidly, and soon he reached the peak of the Martial Core realm.
"Click...click..."
Just as Xuanyuan sensed Zhang Sanfeng's aura approaching from afar, Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts golden core began to shatter.
"Lord City Lord, please take a look at my grandmaster, what's wrong with him!"
Upon seeing Xuanyuan arrive, Zhang Wuji asked nervously.
"It's alright, Brother Wuji, there's no need to be nervous. From what I've observed, the old man is about to break through in his cultivation."
As soon as Xuanyuan finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng's aura suddenly intensified significantly.
After the martial arts golden core inside Zhang Sanfeng shattered, a figure that looked exactly like Zhang Sanfeng slowly emerged from it.
Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation level broke through; he advanced from the Martial Core Realm to the Primordial Spirit Realm.
The figure that emerged from the shattered Golden Core of Martial Arts within Zhang Sanfeng's dantian was none other than Zhang Sanfeng's Martial Spirit.
Sensing the powerful aura emanating from Zhang Sanfeng, Xuanyuan's expression changed.
“Brother Wuji, Old Master Zhang is really amazing. Not long ago, his cultivation level was only at the initial stage of Martial Core.”
"But in just half a day, his cultivation has already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm. It's simply unbelievable!"
"I, Xuanyuan, consider myself to be one of the most talented beings among my human race. As the strongest in my Blood Battle City, my current cultivation level has only just reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm."
"Grandpa Zhang's breakthrough is a great thing not only for our Blood Battle City, but probably for the entire human race of the Tianyuan Continent!"
Xuanyuan said to Zhang Wuji with admiration.
Zhang Wuji cupped his hands in greeting and said to Xuanyuan, "Then I will thank the city lord for his praise on behalf of my grandmaster."
"Um?"
Xuanyuan suddenly uttered a sound of surprise and doubt.
However, after Zhang Sanfeng condensed his martial arts primordial spirit and broke through to the primordial spirit realm, his cultivation continued to grow.
Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation level increased even faster than when he was in the Martial Core Realm.
Under the increasingly intense pressure emanating from Zhang Sanfeng, all the servants and guards of the nearby city lord's mansion, except for Zhang Wuji and Xuanyuan, were forced to retreat.
As the oppressive aura emanating from Zhang Sanfeng grew stronger, Zhang Wuji gradually gritted his teeth and endured it.
Just then, the pressure emanating from Zhang Sanfeng increased dramatically again. Zhang Wuji, who was struggling to hold on, coughed up a mouthful of blood and was blasted away by this pressure.
"This is...this is..."
"That's right, there's no mistake about this aura, it's that realm. I never expected him to..."
Under Zhang Sanfeng's increasingly powerful pressure, Xuanyuan, the only one still standing in place, looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a very complicated expression.
A change slowly appeared behind Zhang Sanfeng, and an incomparably grand humanoid phantom appeared in the sky behind him.
The enormous humanoid phantom on Zhang Sanfeng's body was thousands of meters tall, with disheveled hair and wearing a suit of golden armor.
The phantom stood on a Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise-like creature) coiled like a tortoise and snake, holding a black banner and a sword, its gaze sharp as lightning.