My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Lu Ming felt a chill and suddenly looked up.

The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva had stopped roaring at some point and was slowly descending from mid-air.

Although its body had shrunk to only three feet long and all its thousand eyes were closed, its arrogant and haughty demeanor was even greater than before.

It was leisurely licking its paws, its gaze towards Lu Ming full of mockery.

The oppressive aura, like a mountain, not only did not lessen, but continued to rise.

An invisible pressure squeezed Lu Ming's body from all directions, causing his bones to make a series of fine cracking sounds.

"Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva... what do you mean by this?"

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice still steady, but a layer of cold sweat had already seeped from his forehead.

"hey-hey……"

The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva let out a low sneer, "To be able to advance to the Marrow Refining Realm silently right under my nose, you do have some skill."

It tilted its head, a cold glint flashing in its tiger eyes:

"Too bad... you're still too green to try and outsmart me!"

Lu Ming lowered his eyes slightly, struggling to withstand the pressure from the surroundings, and spoke calmly:

"Bodhisattva, you personally promised... that once I was freed, you would not only solve my cultivation problem, but also help me reach the pinnacle of humanity. Now, are you going back on your word?"

The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva's tiger-like eyes widened, and a malicious smile appeared on his face:

"Going back on our word? How could that be...? Who are we to go back on our word?"

It strolled along slowly:

"However, we are all too familiar with you humans."

"Those who are unruly... must be trained by us before they can become good servants!"

Lu Ming felt a chill in his heart.

The seemingly great and wise founding monarchs of previous dynasties recorded in ancient texts all had unknown vices.

"I see."

He suddenly looked up, staring straight at Qianmu, and slowly spoke:

"What you're looking for... has never been a collaborator. It's been an obedient dog."

Although he had no trust in this demon to begin with, being attacked so closely still caused his anger to surge uncontrollably in his chest.

Thousand Eyes scoffed coldly and flicked its tail dismissively:

"Who do you think you are... to stand shoulder to shoulder with us?"

Lu Ming's expression darkened slightly, and he said in a cold voice, "Then it seems there's no point in talking."

Before he finished speaking, he shot out.

Afterimages flickered and appeared from both sides, like dragons winding through the clouds, blurring between reality and illusion, rushing straight to the eyes.

Having advanced to the Marrow Refining Realm, his injuries were completely healed, and he now possessed the power to resist.

"Overestimating yourself!"

The smile on Qianmu's face vanished abruptly, and he let out a cold snort.

Immediately, its thousand eyes, which had been closed all over its body, suddenly opened.

Thousands of golden vertical pupils lit up simultaneously, and countless beams of soul-devouring golden light burst forth like a torrential rain, burning away the indistinguishable afterimages one by one.

Finally, thousands of golden rays converged into a thick pillar of light, precisely enveloping Lu Ming, who appeared before it.

Golden light pierced Lu Ming's body, and wisps of green smoke immediately rose from the surface of his skin.

The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva, with a cold and stern expression, slowly walked up to him and looked down at him from his superior position.

It will quietly watch the person in front of it wail and beg for mercy, and then completely tame them in despair and fear.

This is how they have always treated the so-called heroes among humans:

First break their spirit, then destroy their bones and muscles, and finally give them a sweet date... It never fails.

Suddenly, it stopped abruptly, its tiger eyes widened in disbelief, and it cried out in alarm:

"How is this possible... my Soul-Devouring Golden Light..."

Lu Ming, who should have been completely imprisoned by the golden light, suddenly raised his head. Deep in his pupils, the black and white Tai Chi symbol slowly rotated in his eyes.

Immediately, the purple and blue Dao patterns all over his body became fully manifest.

A giant yin-yang fish in purple and blue appeared out of thin air and condensed on his body into a flowing purple and blue Taoist robe, enveloping him completely.

The moment the golden light touched the Daoist robe, its burning and binding power was instantly neutralized layer by layer by the robe's dual nature of hardness and softness.

Yin-Yang Dao patterns flowed endlessly across the body's surface, and the scorched skin rapidly regenerated amidst the purple-blue light.

The scorch marks have faded, and the skin is as good as new.

His blood and energy surged like a volcano, boundless and unending. A blazing and powerful aura rose slowly like the first rays of the sun.

At this moment, he held nothing back.

"Supreme talent... Yin-Yang Dao Robe?"

The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva was utterly horrified; the arrogance in his tiger eyes shattered into disbelief and shock.

"The Supreme Dao Lord left his mark within the Supreme Great World; only those born with a Dao seed can comprehend its true meaning... How could you, a mediocre piece of trash, possibly cultivate such supreme talent?"

It could see through this human boy's talent at a glance.

Mediocre talents who are neither good nor bad are best suited to be supported and manipulated as puppets.

But everything before its eyes completely overturned its understanding.

Lu Ming remained silent, then suddenly pushed off with his foot, shooting forward like a cannonball.

Although Qianmu was startled, he reacted very quickly.

With a swift movement, it pushes off the ground with all four feet and is about to take off.

However, Lu Ming, who was at his peak, was even faster. He suddenly twisted his body and flipped himself up.

His blood and qi surged like a river overflowing its banks, all flowing into the Yin-Yang Daoist robe on his body.

A sudden burst of brilliant purple-blue light, as dazzling as the sun, transformed the purple and blue Dao patterns into a misty purple aura, which compressed and converged in his palm—

It transformed into a fist-sized purple sun, radiating an intense yang energy that scorched the heavens and earth.

He spun and descended, pressing the purple sun in his palm down towards the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva, and coldly shouted:

"The purple sun sets in the west!"

Amidst a muffled explosion, the purple sun plummeted straight down, enveloped in a blazing inferno that seemed to incinerate everything.

The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva watched helplessly as the purple sun rapidly magnified in his eyes, losing all composure.

Its intuition told it that this extreme yang energy already possessed the ability to truly harm it.

It tried to dodge, but its already exhausted body, further weakened by the Demon-Locking Array, could no longer even muster one ten-millionth of its former speed.

In that brief pause, the purple sun was already upon them.

"roar--!"

A mournful tiger roar burst forth uncontrollably from the depths of its throat, sending surrounding rocks flying.

"I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Damn it, I'm going to die!"

The primordial yang energy suddenly erupted within its body, scorching its remaining essence like magma.

At this moment, it was absolutely certain that the human boy in front of it, whom it thought it could easily destroy, must have received the true teachings of the Supreme Dao Lord!

It could no longer care about hiding its trump card, and roared to the sky:

"Golden light bursts forth from the ground!"

In an instant, the Thousand Eyes opened again, and thousands of golden rays collapsed inward simultaneously.

Its body suddenly shrank to about a foot in length, then transformed into a golden light and vanished in a flash.

This is its profound and hidden supernatural power, which it has never shown to anyone.

When Zhang Jiao attacked, it kept this trump card to itself from beginning to end.

Because it knew that it was no match for this unparalleled master of supernatural powers.

Unexpectedly, today I was forced to reveal this to a mere Marrow Refining Realm martial artist.

Even so, it dared not turn around and attack.

It didn't want to admit that it actually felt a slight fear of this ant.

"Truly, a tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs!"

He was sealed away by that old bastard for sixty years, his golden body was broken, and his demonic energy was destroyed.

Its supreme divine power has become like water without a source, completely degenerating into a first-rate talent, causing it to fall into its current predicament of fleeing in a sorry state.

"Once I recover some of my strength... I'll come back and crush him."

It fled at breakneck speed, secretly harboring a fierce determination.

Before leaving, he glanced back at the stunned Lu Ming and let out a reluctant sneer:

"Hmph, I refuse to believe you possess a second supreme talent capable of countering my Golden Light Across the Earth!"

Lu Ming stood there, watching the golden light disappear into the depths of the night sky, and was indeed stunned for a moment.

Where is the great demon we were promised?

They just ran away like that?

Where is your class?

At the same time, he harbored deep resentment towards Zhang Jiao:

They thought he was an all-powerful being, but they didn't even know he had such a trump card up his sleeve.

If you remind him, he can make the necessary preparations.

Now that the other party has escaped, once he returns and recovers some of his cultivation, crushing him will be as easy as crushing an ant.