Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Linglong, with complex emotions, once again entered the mountain range to refine the thunderous treasures Jun Wuxie had given her.

Such things were, of course, extremely rare and precious. For cultivators, their value was immeasurable, and the higher the cultivator's realm, the greater their value.

Cultivation is essentially fighting against fate, walking on the path of transcendence, and defying the heavens.

The higher the realm, the more terrifying the tribulation, and the greater the chance of failure.

Such rare treasures, capable of generating thunderous true inscriptions within the body and granting the physical body resistance to thunder, were equivalent to having a life-saving charm during tribulation.

Moreover, if one were to encounter an opponent who cultivated the power of thunder in the future, it would be akin to having an innate advantage, making it difficult for the opponent's attacks to be effective.

Jun Wuxie was not idle either. Now that he had cultivated the [Scripture of Salvation], it was time to test its effects.

His figure disappeared before the mountain range of this space, and soon he appeared in another space.

The heavens and earth here were not as bright as the previous space, but rather dim, giving people a sense of oppression.

"You indigenous bumpkin, Jun!"

As soon as Jun Wuxie appeared, the Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint, who were meditating, raised their eyebrows.

The other prodigies all opened their eyes, their gazes focused on him, their hearts filled with anger, but they forcibly endured and did not speak.

They knew that their lives were completely in the hands of the other party. Under such circumstances, they could not provoke or enrage their opponent.

Perhaps, when the indigenous bumpkin named Jun's anger subsided, his killing intent would also diminish, and they might be able to save their lives.

"Release us quickly, and this matter can be written off. What do you think?"

The Void Saint's face was full of anger. After so many days, he still couldn't accept this cruel reality.

He was the Saint of an Eternal Ancient Family, such a respected status, yet he was captured and trapped here, reduced to such a state!

"Silence! You are still stubborn even now!"

Without any warning, Jun Wuxie suddenly let out a deep shout, like a thunderclap.

The deafening sonic waves caused the Void Saint, Divine Wind Saint, and the others to experience a brief blankness in their minds.

Immediately afterward, before they could react, Jun Wuxie, suspended in the void, looked solemn and dignified, his body radiating golden light, filled with a rich Buddhist aura.

He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his face full of holiness, his eyes revealing compassion. Between the opening and closing of his lips, countless Sanskrit Buddhist inscriptions flew out, as brilliant as golden stars, and like a rain of light, enveloping the Void Saint, Divine Wind Saint, and hundreds of others.

"Ah! Indigenous bumpkin, shut your mouth, shut your mouth!"

The Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint were the first to react, feeling that the chanting sounded like demonic sounds piercing their ears, constantly drilling into their sea of consciousness, eroding their will, giving them a terrifying feeling of gradually losing themselves. Deep in their hearts, they actually felt a slight sense of pious conversion.

They immediately knew that this must be a brainwashing divine ability that stripped away will. If it continued, then they would be completely finished, completely losing themselves, being controlled and enslaved by others.

Such an ending was unacceptable to the Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint, and it was difficult for the other hundreds of prodigies to accept!

They were all the pride of their respective sects or families, the chosen ones of heaven, filled with glory and brilliance, dazzling stars in the crowd, surrounded by halos.

How could they have their will stripped away by others? How could they become devout believers of others, living only for the will of others from then on, without their own selves?

But what frightened the Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint was that they couldn't stop the chanting at all.

The sound was all-pervasive, constantly drilling into their ears, infiltrating their sea of consciousness, impacting their primordial spirits, making them feel that their souls were gradually being lost.

They wanted to seal their hearing, lock their sea of consciousness, and guard their primordial spirits.

However, they used various methods, but failed to achieve their wishes, and could not isolate the demonic chanting at all.

"Indigenous bumpkin, I'm going to fight you to the death! I'm going to tear you apart!"

"We can't let him succeed, let's kill him together!"

The eyes of the Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint were covered with bloodshot veins, their handsome faces twisted somewhat ferociously, roaring loudly, enduring the discomfort of their brains, and rushing towards Jun Wuxie, launching a frantic attack.

The other prodigies, unwilling to accept the fate of losing themselves and being driven by others, also went crazy, following the two Saints to attack Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie's chanting continued to output, maintaining a constant rhythm.

Before the Void Saint and the others could attack him, the void twisted, causing all their divine abilities and secret techniques to miss.

In this Eight-Nine Profound Palace, with just a thought, he could transfer any target to the overlapping different spaces within the Profound Palace.

The space barriers here were extremely strong and could not be broken at all, because it was a Heavenly Emperor weapon!

The Void Saint, Divine Wind Saint, and the others were stunned for a moment, attacking like crazy, but found that all their attacks were difficult to touch Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie was clearly in front of them, such a close distance, but it was like being separated by a piece of time and space, difficult to break through.

But the chanting clearly entered their ears, infiltrated their sea of consciousness, and eroded their self-will.

"No! How could this be, how could this be, I'm not reconciled, this Saint is not reconciled!"

… …

The Void and Divine Wind Saints let out hysterical roars.

They felt deeply desperate, feeling as if they had fallen into an endless abyss.

The struggles and resistance of the prodigies gradually weakened in the chanting of the [Scripture of Salvation].

Their eyes began to show some confusion.

That confused emotion deepened with the passage of time, and eventually gave rise to a hint of piety.

In just half a day, except for the two Saints, everyone else stopped struggling and became quiet.

They were very neat, their movements were almost unified, kneeling on the ground, hands clasped together, held in front of their chests, their faces full of piety.

Only the faces of the Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint still had a look of struggle.

But they were obviously unable to hold on, and their eyes already had confusion.

Gradually, they also stopped struggling.

After a day, everyone showed piety, looking at Jun Wuxie with fiery eyes, full of worship and faith.

Throughout the entire process, Jun Wuxie carefully observed their changes, and had to admit that this [Scripture of Salvation] was really terrifying, and the effect of erasing will and forcibly brainwashing was truly heaven-defying.

Of course, this was also because his soul realm was higher than these people, otherwise it would be difficult to succeed.

There were countless golden Sanskrit inscriptions in the world, like a brilliant starry sea floating in the night sky, enveloping hundreds of prodigies.

The chanting sounds like the tolling of a great bell constantly echoed.

Afterward, the chanting gradually subsided until it disappeared, and the golden Sanskrit Buddhist inscriptions also disappeared.

Hundreds of prodigies knelt on the ground, hands clasped together, their eyes filled with fiery worship and faith, as well as piety, and nothing else could be seen.

"Divine Jun, we are your most devout and loyal believers!"

The voices of the prodigies were neat, their expressions excited, and when they spoke, their eyes were full of anticipation, as if they were extremely eager to receive the response of God.

"Thank you, Divine Jun, for saving us from the sea of suffering. Under your guidance, we have been enlightened and awakened, and we have realized how many wrong things we have done in the past. Now, we only wish to stay by Divine Jun's side and use the rest of our lives to atone for our sins!"

The Void Saint and Divine Wind Saint looked pious, deeply regretting and blaming themselves for what they had done in the past.

"In a few days, the Prodigy Guard Supervisory Division will be established. Void Shadow will serve as the Left Supervisor Commander, in charge of the duty of supervision; Wind Rain will serve as the Right Supervisor Commander, in charge of the duty of punishment and killing; the rest will be Chiliarchs. For the time being, as Chiliarchs, you have no personnel to command, and you need to gradually recruit prodigies to join in the future."

"We swear to be loyal to Divine Jun!"

Hearing these words, the prodigies were all filled with excitement, scrambling to express their loyalty: "No matter what Divine Jun wants us to do, as your most devout and loyal believers, we will do our best at all costs!"

"Very good. The plan is like this for now. As for what exactly you will do, there will be detailed arrangements when it is officially established in the future. Now you should be calm."

"Yes, Divine Jun!"

The prodigies answered in unison, every micro-expression on their faces, every small body movement, all showed their absolute obedience to him.

"These things are rewards for you. Take them and refine them, they will be of great benefit to you."

Jun Wuxie waved his sleeve, and a piece of rare treasure flew out, including Thunder Tribulation Liquid, and part of the Origin of Chaos Lightning, as well as some other resources.

Of course, due to the large number of people, each person could only get a very small amount of the Origin of Chaos Lightning, but it was definitely very effective for improving the strength of the physical body and resistance to thunder.

It's just that this effect is definitely not comparable to Linglong, because Jun Wuxie gave Linglong many times more.

"Thank you Divine Jun for your grace!"

The prodigies who had been brainwashed, upon receiving the resources, were all tearful with excitement, and even more grateful, feeling that being bestowed these by God was the greatest glory of their lives, and the thing they were most proud of.

"Before the Prodigy Guard Supervisory Division is officially established, you should all stay here, I will continuously give you high-grade energy resources, you seize the time to cultivate, and strive to break through the realm as soon as possible."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, his body gradually faded and disappeared into the space where the prodigies were.

"Receive the decree, respectfully see off Divine Jun!"

Hundreds of prodigies knelt on the ground, their hands and foreheads tightly pressed to the ground.

… …

Jun Wuxie returned to the original space and found that Linglong's world was almost finished refining those resources, which was faster than he had imagined.

He waited quietly. During this process, the stars of his destiny within his body continued to operate, frantically devouring the corpses of the Overlord Saint Realm experts, transforming them into energy. After purification by the Millstone of Tribulation, he used his special connection with the Eight-Nine Profound Palace to continuously inject this purified energy into the space where the prodigies were, supplying them with cultivation resources.

Having stepped into the Great Saint Realm, his devouring speed was too fast, dozens of times faster than when he was in the Saint King Realm.

Even with hundreds of prodigies cultivating simultaneously and demanding energy, his devouring and purification speed made it incredibly easy, even leaving a large surplus.

Jun Wuxie had no choice but to release the surplus energy into this space, providing it for Xue Yuan and her son, Xue Hao, to cultivate.

Mainly it was for Xue Yuan's cultivation. Xue Hao's realm was too low, and he would find it difficult to refine such high-quality energy, which would be a waste of time.

He himself did not channel the surplus energy into his Sea of Stars for cultivation, because having cultivated to the Great Saint Realm, the energy converted from ordinary Overlord Saint Realm experts had very little effect on him, and the purity was far from enough.

If he were to use the massive amount of energy for his own cultivation, he would have to repeatedly condense and purify it, leaving only a small portion in the end.

Not only would it waste time, but the progress of his cultivation would also be very slow.

He had tried it before, and even the energy from devouring Overlord Saints in the Heavenly Position Realm had a very unsatisfactory effect on him.

Based on his current strength, his own condition, and the purity of his blood energy, he estimated that he would need at least Overlord Saints in the Zenith Heaven Position to have a good effect, and preferably a Half-Step Saint Emperor.

"Yao Daoren's energy should be very good, but his current realm is too high. I can't digest Saint Emperor-level energy yet. However, I can keep it for later. When Aunt Jing recovers her realm, I can act as a bridge for energy conversion and purification, using Yao Daoren's energy to supplement Aunt Jing's energy, allowing her to recover her strength as quickly as possible..."

Jun Wuxie pondered this, looking forward to Jing Ya's recovery.

The suppression of these years might cause her to have a breakthrough when she recovers her realm, reaching a higher level.

To achieve this, there must be a sufficient supply of energy.

Undoubtedly, Yao Daoren was the best choice. Make the best use of everything. Since he was trapped, how could he be wasted for nothing?

He had used a separate space to trap Yao Daoren.

Yao Daoren had lived in that space for so long without paying any rent. How could he get away with freeloading? He had to pay something.