Stronger from Earth

The Fifth Holy Spirit remained silent, and Wang Xuan chuckled as he observed her.

The Fifth Holy Spirit of the Merfolk Race was enveloped in a misty haze; her figure was graceful and tall, her face charming and pure—truly a peerless beauty.

Her demeanor was pure and clean, yet because she had always been in a high position, she exuded a noble aura. Such a beauty was pleasing to the eyes.

Yet, as a captive, the Fifth Holy Spirit felt a bit uneasy being so brazenly observed by Wang Xuan.

"Do what you will, kill or torture!" the Fifth Holy Spirit spat with hatred.

One hand clutched at her chest, the other covered her lower abdomen, her face full of vigilance.

Although she didn’t know how this human might deal with her, she was prepared to sacrifice herself for the Divine Teachings and would never betray to survive.

Wang Xuan drew his sword from his waistband. This relic of the Half-Step Immortal Sword Cultivator, from Diyang Wushuang’s treasury, now lifted the Fifth Holy Spirit’s snowy chin.

The heavy pressure of the Treasure Sword, emanating cold Sword Qi, made the Fifth Holy Spirit shiver in body and mind, with the threat of death looming ominously.

Her entire body felt weak, nearly unable to stand.

Only when truly facing death did she realize how terrifying it was, filling her with extraordinary fear.

At this moment, she reassessed her desire for life, her faith in the Canglan True God, her loyalty to the Divine Teachings, and her compassion for the billions living under the glory of the Divine Teachings.

Were the things she cherished, having defended for millions of years, truly worth more than her own life?

The Fifth Holy Spirit’s mind was in turmoil for a moment, but then she regained her resolve—what was death to fear! She had no fear!

Living in this world, wasn’t it about having peace of mind? To die for her cherished beliefs was an honorable death!

Wang Xuan looked at her in surprise, raising an eyebrow slightly, and asked, "You’re not afraid of death?"

He could sense that the Star Lord of the Merfolk Race had a remarkably steadfast and simple spirit, and trying to coerce or lure her would likely be in vain.

The Fifth Holy Spirit unhesitatingly pressed her long neck toward the blade’s edge, intent on seeking death.

"What is there to fear in death!" the Fifth Holy Spirit stared coldly at Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan sheathed his sword and said indifferently, "Persevering even in death, loyal and steadfast, such a character is commendable, I admire you."

Such beings are difficult to subdue, but once they submit, they become staunch followers.

"Trying to persuade me to surrender? Don’t hold such delusions!" the Fifth Holy Spirit closed her eyes, a look of readiness for death, "Kill me then!"

Wang Xuan chuckled and shook his head, "A rare being like you, killing you would be too wasteful."

He wanted to know information about the Canglan Realm, and she was a perfect place to start, believing he wouldn’t be disappointed.

Moreover, in conquering the Canglan Realm, having a high-ranking insider would make the subsequent operations much easier.

"Tell me, what’s your name, and which power are you from?" Wang Xuan asked while activating the Divine Techniques of Time Reversal, examining the Fifth Holy Spirit’s past along the river of time.

The future holds countless possibilities, but the past is already decided, all recorded in the river of time, which Wang Xuan could see clearly at a glance.

Even if she remained silent, Wang Xuan could extract a wealth of information.

The Fifth Holy Spirit snorted, "I won’t tell you; no matter how you torture me, you won’t gain an iota of information about the Canglan Realm."

As long as she stayed silent, what could he possibly do!

At this moment, she couldn’t help but recall her life.

About a million years ago, she was born into the Merfolk Race, one of the top ten Aquatic Races of the Canglan, and exhibited an extremely high cultivation talent since birth, being sent into the Canglan Divine Sect before the age of ten.

Loyal and beautiful, as her cultivation level rapidly improved, she caught the attention of the Canglan True God and became a focal point of cultivation within the Canglan Divine Sect.

Earth Tier at thirty, Celestial Tier at five hundred, True Tier at eight thousand.

This speed of cultivation was far behind the peerless prodigies of the Divine Kingdom, but it was top-tier within the Canglan Realm.

After attaining the True Tier, she began serving as an Archbishop, guarding a region for the Divine Teachings.

But it was during this period that the Canglan True God left in a hurry for unknown reasons, drawing away the top combat power of the Canglan Realm.

Originally, the Canglan Realm had several Immortals, more than a dozen in the Void Realm, and hundreds or even thousands of Star Lords and Grotto Void Realm cultivators.

However, from that time on, the top combat power left in the Canglan Realm was only the newly appointed Saint Master, who had just entered the Void Realm.

The entire Canglan Realm fell into an unprecedented vulnerability, and even the positions of the Five Holy Spirits were left vacant.

After all, to become a Holy Spirit required at least the cultivation level of a Star Lord, and there was currently not a single Star Lord in the Canglan Realm.

Everyone believed the Canglan True God would return soon, but a thousand years passed, ten thousand years passed, even a million years passed, and the Canglan True God had not returned.

With the passage of time, five local beings of the Canglan Realm ascended to the Star Lord Realm, and these five were appointed as Holy Spirits by the Saint Master to shepherd the Canglan Realm in the absence of the Canglan True God.

She, Yue Ling, became the Fifth Holy Spirit.

The Fifth Holy Spirit remained silent, but Wang Xuan nodded repeatedly.

He seemed quite satisfied and said, "So you’re the Yue Ling Princess of the Merfolk Race, the Fifth Holy Spirit of the Canglan Divine Sect, no wonder you have the authority to enter the Realm Gate."

The Fifth Holy Spirit, who hadn’t said a word, suddenly turned to look at Wang Xuan, her face full of disbelief, "How do you know this!"

A bit of information being known might not matter, but how he knew it and whether he knew more, that was terrifying.

"You told me," Wang Xuan said.

When he traverses the river of time, any thoughts in the Fifth Holy Spirit’s mind make the corresponding period particularly distinct.

The Fifth Holy Spirit retorted, "I clearly said nothing!"

This man must be trying to deceive her, but she wouldn’t fall for it!

Wang Xuan ignored her words and asked again, "What is the structure of the Canglan Divine Sect?"

"I don’t know!" the Fifth Holy Spirit glared at him angrily.

"I find your answer very satisfactory," Wang Xuan nodded again, "Beneath the Saint Master are the Five Holy Spirits, followed by Archbishops managing the Divine Temples established among various races. Besides the million elite within the Canglan Divine Sect, each major Aquatic Race also has large legions, a substantial force indeed."

Fortunately, Ziwei Immortal Monarch and the others waited for my arrival; otherwise, charging into the Canglan Realm blindly might have caught us off guard.

Who would have thought that a seemingly low-tier Canglan Realm would have once been visited by a True God, with internal strength and foundations far exceeding expectations?

The Fifth Holy Spirit stared blankly at Wang Xuan; this human was terrifying; she had revealed nothing, yet he knew everything.

How did he know, how could he know?

The Fifth Holy Spirit understood that the more information this man had, the more dangerous the Canglan Realm became, but how could she prevent him from getting information?

"Tell me about the Saint Master," Wang Xuan asked again.

Before long, he said, "So, he is from the Divine Kingdom of the Canglan True God, a reincarnation of the Canglan True God’s offspring, which explains his knowledge of many of the Canglan Divine Sect’s powers and secrets."

Watching him gather information he wanted from her, the Fifth Holy Spirit nearly broke down.

"What’s the foundation of the Canglan Divine Sect, tell me," Wang Xuan said with keen interest.

The Fifth Holy Spirit covered her ears and shouted, "I know nothing, stop asking me!"

Unable to prevent the leak of information, the Fifth Holy Spirit lowered her beautiful head helplessly, tears streaming from her crystal eyes, looking so pitiful.

Who would have thought that this was the exalted, always pure, and steadfast Fifth Holy Spirit of the Canglan Divine Sect?