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Chapter 129 The Will of the Saint
As the refining progressed, Zhang Liang felt a mysterious force coming from the dark golden finger bone, and in an instant his soul seemed to be pulled into a whole new world.
This world is a desolate land in ancient times, surrounded by blazing fire. Zhang Liang clearly realized that he could control this sea of fire. In front of him, a burly giant holding a giant bronze sword was walking towards him. Bathed in flames, he looked fierce and powerful, and with an incomparable pressure.
"Is this your Dao mark? If I kill you, this mark should disappear."
Zhang Liang smiled slightly. Although he hadn't fully understood the situation, he had roughly guessed about 70% of it.
"Do it!"
Zhang Liang shouted softly and attacked the approaching giant without hesitation. In his opinion, this giant-like existence was probably the incarnation of the will of the so-called saint.
However, in this place, this "Saint's Will" seemed extremely weak, with a lofty realm but no corresponding strength to match. However, here, it seemed that strength was not that important.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, a long sword immediately appeared in Zhang Liang's hand. He swung the sword directly at the giant, and his first move was his strongest mountain-splitting move.
The giant's eyes were empty, and he instinctively swung his sword towards Zhang Liang. The sword was filled with infinite power to destroy the stars, accompanied by a murderous aura. It went straight forward, as fast as lightning, and there was no way to avoid it!
"clang!"
When the two swords collided, Zhang Liang was knocked flying like a kite with a broken string, with a lot of blood spurting out of his mouth, as if all his internal organs were shattered.
However, the giant was not feeling well either. His originally solid body was becoming more and more illusory, and it seemed that it would dissipate at any time.
"Refine!" Zhang Liang roared, and boundless flames all around rushed towards the giant man. The flames were so hot that it seemed as if even the heaven and earth could be burned to ashes.
"Concentrate!" He shouted again, and his body, which had just been injured and dying, seemed to have fully recovered in the next moment and returned to its peak state again.
"As expected, the state of mind determines the situation. What can a remaining will do to me?" Zhang Liang sneered and swung his sword towards the giant again.
This time, Zhang Liang successfully killed him without any suspense.
This giant is the so-called "saint's will", but because he has gone through countless years and is only attached to a finger bone, it is not difficult to deal with him as long as Zhang Liang does not feel fear or invincibility.
After killing the giant, the surrounding scene disappeared.
Back to reality, Zhang Liang regained consciousness.
"Are you okay?" Bei Mingzi asked with concern.
"It's okay." Zhang Liang smiled calmly and continued to refine the finger bone.
This time, there was no obstruction. After a while, the finger bone gradually melted and finally turned into a golden droplet the size of a grain of rice.
"This is the essence of the saint's remains." Zhang Liang said with a smile.
In this golden droplet, Zhang Liang clearly felt that it contained extremely rich energy. More importantly, this energy was much purer than Bei Mingzi's true essence.
"How do you use this thing?" Bei Mingzi asked.
"Why not let you try it first?" Zhang Liang said jokingly.
Bei Mingzi hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, it should be safe now."
"You're dreaming. I worked so hard to refine this, so of course it's mine!" Zhang Liang laughed. He knew that this thing could be swallowed directly without any danger. The key was whether you could withstand the power within it.
He ignored Bei Mingzi's gaze and swallowed the drop of golden liquid in one gulp.
Almost in an instant, Zhang Liang felt a soft and pure power overflowing in his body. His body was like a dry desert encountering sweet rain, greedily absorbing the energy from it.
Originally, silver blood only accounted for about 10% of his body, but as the golden liquid was gradually refined, after only a moment, the proportion of silver blood increased by half.
"call……"
Zhang Liang let out a long sigh, a look of joy on his face.
"How is it?" Bei Mingzi asked.
"It's very effective and can purify the body. You can probably use one third of the remains, give the other rib to Chisongzi, and I'll keep the rest." Zhang Liang said with a gleam in his eyes.
"You're dreaming, kid. If this thing is really useful, it should be left to the Tianzong as a heirloom. Each generation can only use a little!" Bei Mingzi responded firmly.
"Old Taoist priest, don't be so stingy. Didn't we agree to split it equally? Besides, didn't you get the ancient sword? That ancient sword is worthy of being a heirloom of the Tianzong!" Zhang Liang teased.
"That won't work either. We have to keep more of this!" Bei Mingzi still refused to give in.
"How about this? I'll take one third, which is enough to support my cultivation at the Grandmaster level. You can find a way to distribute the rest. How do you think about it?" Zhang Liang discussed with Bei Mingzi with a smile.
This treasure is indeed precious, but for Zhang Liang, who focuses on cultivating his physical body, its effectiveness is undoubtedly the most significant.