163: World Will, Heavenly Dao Vertical Pupil

The three Righteous Path powerhouses fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

Although Bloodshadow Demon Lord's words were stinging, they were indeed the truth.

A thousand years ago, figures like Qingfeng Swordsman and Azure Blade Fairy would occasionally emerge from the Sword Pavilion's Wood Lineage.

They did not possess the same natural talent as Jinghong Swordsman, but they were still exceptionally brilliant, cultivating entirely new spirit plants to change their Heaven-Defying fates.

Qingfeng Swordsman's Qingfeng Bamboo and Azure Blade Fairy's Azure Blade Willow were both spirit plant varieties that had never before appeared in the world.

In fact, since the Azure Emperor created the path of the Spirit Plant Master, the Canglan Realm has seen talented people emerge in every generation, with various brand-new spirit plants being cultivated.

The path of the Spirit Plant Master also became increasingly prosperous.

But now, the Sword Pavilion has not seen a new spirit plant appear for a very long time.

Instead, many spirit plants have been lost or have withered away.

It is not that the younger generation of Cultivators lacks talent or brilliance, but rather that the environment of the world has changed.

Cultivators on other paths face similar dilemmas... "The Canglan Realm has been blockaded by the Blood Race; it has become a cage!" Bloodshadow Demon Lord said menacingly.

"You and I are both frogs at the bottom of a well. We cannot jump out, we cannot Breakthrough, we can only slowly grow old and die here!"

"So what?" Daoist Master Luochen said in a deep voice.

"We are the Human Race, and the Blood Race is our natural enemy. Siding with the Blood Race will only result in becoming blood slaves, a fate worse than death!"

"Daoist Master Luochen is right," the Golden-Armored War God spoke up.

"Bloodshadow, even Demonic Cultivators are part of the Human Race in the end. The outcome of surrendering to the Blood Race would be the same!"

"I heard that when the Blood Demon Sect was first established, it was by Demonic Cultivators to resist the Blood Race, modifying Blood Race Cultivation Techniques for their own use," Violet Cloud Sword Master said with furrowed brows.

"Presumably, the Demonic Cultivators of that time still had some integrity. I didn't expect this generation of Demonic Cultivators to fall so low, forgetting their identity as one of our own!"

Although the Human Race is divided into the Righteous Path and Demonic Cultivators.

The relationship between the two sides is quite subtle, not a simple matter of life and death.

Demonic Cultivators like to use Mortals as cultivation resources.

Some Cultivators cannot stand this and believe it shouldn't be so, but others do not care.

A portion of Cultivators feel there is a distinction between immortals and Mortals and do not wish to interfere in mundane affairs.

There are also Cultivators who believe in the law of the jungle, seeing it as normal for Demonic Cultivators to use Mortals to Cultivate, and thus have no desire to intervene.

The concepts of right and wrong, good and evil in the hearts of Cultivators are different from those of Mortals.

The most fundamental difference between the Righteous Path and Demonic Cultivators is actually the difference in their Cultivate paths, nothing more.

But when facing foreign races, the stance of Demonic Cultivators and Righteous Path Cultivators should be consistent... "The Canglan Realm has already abandoned the Human Race!" Bloodshadow Demon Lord said sharply.

His voice was like a heavy hammer striking the hearts of several people.

The relationship between Cultivators and the world should ideally be complementary, growing together.

But the Canglan Realm has been trapped, and both the Cultivators and the world itself are in decline.

Heaven and earth are heartless, treating all things as straw dogs; the Human Race has never been a race particularly favored by heaven and earth.

If the Human Race loses its "value," it will be abandoned.

The environment of heaven and earth will also change accordingly, no longer suitable for the survival and cultivation of the Human Race.

Nowadays, the Canglan Realm faintly shows this trend... Furthermore, today Bai He ventured alone onto the Demonic Island—such a major event, yet the Righteous Alliance only has these three powerhouses acting as Protectors.

Does this indicate that within the Righteous Alliance, there are also people wavering and waiting to see... After a long time, Violet Cloud Sword Master let out a long sigh of turbid Qi and slowly spoke:

"All of this is your conjecture, without any evidence."

"Whether the Canglan Realm still favors the Human Race, we shall see." Daoist Master Luochen flicked his horsetail whisk and turned his head to look at the island below.

Hearing this, everyone also took on a solemn expression and turned their gaze toward Bai He on the island below.

When a native Cultivator slays an invader, it benefits the world itself, and the Cultivator will, to some extent, receive the recognition of the world will.

Bai He came here specifically to slay the Blood Race this time in order to gain the recognition of the Canglan Realm's Will and Breakthrough to Soul Transformation.

Recognition from the world will is a very mysterious thing, difficult to grasp.

But generally speaking, the stronger one's strength or the greater one's contribution to the world, the easier it is to gain recognition.

According to logic, with Bai He's strength and battle record, he should be able to gain the recognition of the world will.

At this time, Sa Kailun's mangled remains had turned into black blood and dissipated.

The lingering effects of the blood rain in the surrounding sky had not yet faded, but the world fell into a strange silence at this moment.

The wind stopped, the waves subsided, and even the suppressed sobbing of Mortals in the distance seemed to be smoothed over by an invisible hand.

Beneath the firmament where the blood mist had cleared, Bai He's hair was as white as frost. He carried an ancient longsword on his back, his Sword Intent not yet dissipated.

A wisp of faint clear Qi swirled around him; it was the Noble Qi that cleansed the world after the destruction of the Blood Race.

Not only Violet Cloud Sword Master and the other three in the sky, but also many gazes hidden in the shadows were focused on this place.

Minutes and seconds passed.

It was so quiet that one could hear their own breathing and heartbeat.

Suddenly, the entire isolated island trembled violently, and a rumbling resonance came from deep within the Earth Veins, as if a slumbering giant beast was awakening.

Ghostly shadows of green lotuses appeared beneath Bai He's feet, quickly connecting into a single mass and transforming into a pillar of Spiritual Vein light that connected heaven and earth, shooting straight into the nine heavens.

Above the firmament, the clouds churned, and a patch of Grandmist color from the beginning of Chaos appeared in the middle.

In the center of the clouds, a golden vertical pupil slowly condensed, reflecting the changing of the seas and mulberry fields, and the birth and death of all spirits within its pupil.

"heavenly dao vertical pupil, the world will!"

"The world will has manifested!"

"The Human Race has not been abandoned by the Canglan Realm!"

"Hahaha, Bloodshadow, you were wrong!"

...Daoist Master Luochen and the others became excited.

The phenomenon in the sky was precisely the manifestation of the Canglan Realm's world will!

That pupil was like a divine eye forged by heaven, its golden light clear and pure, yet a very thin strand of crimson blood was wrapped around its edge, like a hidden wound on a cracked divine eye.

"Something's not right!" Bloodshadow Demon Lord said sharply. "There's a problem with the heavenly dao vertical pupil!"

Daoist Master Luochen and the other two raised their eyes to examine the heavenly dao vertical pupil closely and discovered an unusual blood-red color.

Their excited expressions immediately faded somewhat.

On the island, Bai He's expression was also grave.

According to the experience of his predecessors, once the heavenly dao vertical pupil appeared, he should receive the permission of the world will and would have already begun his Breakthrough to Soul Transformation.

But he did not feel any loosening of his cultivation Bottleneck; the Heavenly Dao Shackles remained.

Looking up at the sky, he saw the heavenly dao vertical pupil opening and closing amidst rolling thunder, sounding like the low weeping of ten thousand spirits, causing the entire Canglan Realm to hold its breath.

Suddenly, he felt an irresistible aura of heaven and earth press down abruptly, like an invisible hand pressing down on his Dao Heart and vital points.

Bai He stood with his sword, the Sword Intent on his body erupting to resist this heavenly might.

In the firmament, the curtain of heaven suddenly split open, and a thick purple-gold pillar of lightning descended from the sky.

Fine strands of blood were mixed within the lightning, like the wrath of the Heavenly Dao interwoven with a wisp of lingering resentment, striking straight down.

Before the Lightning Tribulation even arrived, its pressure weighed down on him; Bai He felt his Divine Soul as if struck by ten thousand catties, and his Dantian Qi Sea almost came to a standstill.

He took a deep breath as his powerful spiritual power and sword momentum erupted, lifting him to stand in the eye of the storm.