This required time. In the process, Qin Yu could use Old Turtle to remotely sense the status of the eight Saints. If something felt wrong, he could quickly change strategies. If things remained stable, then he would kill the sea monsters and think about what to do next after that.
In fact, one of the factors that contributed to this decision was his perpetual cautiousness. Under unknown conditions, it was better not to act rashly.
And as more and more time passed, he could make several more preparations…even if he knew that these preparations were useless against a Saint.
But this was Qin Yu. No matter what situation he faced, he would not resign himself to death. Even if the Saints tried to ruin him in the end, no matter how scared or desperate he felt, he would still fight to the death and try his best to tear a piece of flesh from his enemy.
From this point of view, Qin Yu’s current situation was a little bit similar to the sea monsters’ in the Endless Sea.
Of course, this point of view wasn’t too appropriate, because what he was going to do next was to completely exterminate all the crazed sea monsters in the Endless Sea!
What if Old Turtle was right and this was a test? The more outstanding his performance was, the more likely he was to be saved.
Qin Yu’s only worry was that this method of killing sea monsters might be considered cheating, as he wasn’t depending entirely on his own strength.
Old Turtle reassured him that when it came to things like treasures, they were all a part of a cultivator’s overall strength.
If it was cheating, then Qin Yu could use the power of space to open a space channel and directly leave this place. If he did that, who cared about the many sea monsters there were in the Endless Sea? That would be true cheating!
This was the truth. But after it was confirmed that eight Saints were staring at him, he knew that he couldn’t use the power of space.
What nonsense, the logic behind that was simple. If Qin Yu just casually ran away, then what was there to watch? Did the Saints quietly observe him in secret, gazing upon his actions, because they were bored and had nothing to do? This indicated that he had better not use the power of space!
Old Turtle said these words to remind Qin Yu. Then, Qin Yu took a deep breath and said, “I’ve rested enough. Let’s continue.”
With a thought, the great furnace vanished. The roars of the waves immediately rushed into his ears, along with the screams and howls of countless tyrannical sea monsters.
Bang –
The phantom of the Abyssal Titan appeared once more, fighting everything around it!
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Peachy’s eyes lit up with surprise. She never thought that Qin Yu would choose to stop and start fighting. Did he plan on killing all the sea monsters in the Endless Sea? That was just crazy!
However, from what she could see, if the defenses of that great furnace were potent enough, then he might be able to accomplish this.
It was just a matter of time.
The seven Saints remained silent. Their complexions were much cloudier than before. They originally thought Qin Yu would only be able to delay his death, but who imagined that he would still be jumping around alive right now?
Moreover, from what they could see and judge so far, he would be able to live for a long time after this.
The defensive powers of the great furnace were strong to the point of being ridiculous. Even if it was them, if they just stood there and passively withstood everything, they might not be able to endure the endless suicidal attacks of the sea monsters.
If the defense of the Saints couldn’t reach that level, then it was naturally extraordinary. And it was such a strange-looking translucent great furnace.
Suddenly, a Half-Saint opened his mouth and said, “Could this furnace be…” As he spoke this far, the expression of the other Saints changed a little, as if they had realized something.
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Seven Saints had arrived at the Profound Vision World at one time, and the will of the peak True Saint, the Peach Blossom Spring Master, had also arrived. But, this didn’t mean that the vast brightness world had a large number of Saints.
On the contrary, even though the myriad heavens and endless worlds were vast and boundless and countless trillions of cultivators were born, those that could cross the sea and step onto the path of Saints were exceedingly rare.
After all, the further one climbed up the great path of cultivation, the more difficult it became. Crossing the sea to gather the Great Dao…it was easy to say, but throughout the infinite river of time, how many shocking and amazing cultivators were stranded there, eventually perishing as they couldn’t withstand the corrosion of time?
The vast majority of cultivators would never see a Saint in their entire life. They might not even know about the existence of these mighty cultivators.
The reason Qin Yu’s luck was so good was because the spirit body had matured and since this was the best time to pick it, it had attracted competition, thus leading to this current situation.
Saying so much was to establish a concept. Through the vast brightness world, if one counted all the Half-Saints and True Saints, then it was just a small circle.
So even if it was the Imperial Master of Thunder Dominion who liked to stay withdrawn and rarely communicated with the outside world, or the female Half-Saint Folded Kite who appeared to be a bit narcissistic, they were still known by the disciples of other Half-Saints.
As long as they showed signs of activity, every new or old Half-Saint or True Saint could be considered a member of this small circle.
Besides the highest supreme Rulers, the members of this small circle were the most powerful de facto controllers of the vast brightness world.
Everyone knew each other!
Long, long ago, as far back as a hundred thousand years, so far that the newly promoted Half-Saints of now barely knew about it, there was a madman in the vast brightness world who wanted to forge his own Great Dao and soar straight to the other shore with his own strength!
To be called a madman by the small group of Saints, this person had to be insolent and fanatically insane to a certain degree.
This madman was known as the Furnace Saint. He came from some mysterious noble refiner family. Of course, this was just the news that was spread outwards. According to some old and knowledgeable Saint, the truth was that he was just a bastard who had stepped into dog shit luck, a smelly blacksmith who had managed to stumble his way into becoming a Saint!
There was a sour and resentful tone to these words.
Regardless of what the truth was, 100,000 years ago the Furnace Saint was one of the most formidable Saints. He was so strong that when he was still at the Half-Saint boundary, he fought two True Saints and didn’t lose.
No one knew the specifics besides the Furnace Saint. But there was one thing for certain. He at least developed his own path, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to resist two True Saints with his Half-Saint cultivation at the time.
But in the end, the Furnace Saint vanished.
Some rumors said that in trying to forge his own Great Dao, he offended the will of the vast brightness. Since he was then no longer tolerated by the source of the world, he was completely obliterated.
There were also some rumors that said his attempt to forge his own Great Dao was a mistake in itself. When he stepped into it, the result was already doomed and he faded into ashes during his cultivation.
The Furnace Saint died, like a radiant star vanishing from the starry skies. But he had never been forgotten, because there were always some people who found things he left behind after he died…for instance, this great furnace.
Half-Saints were Saints, but they were trapped in crossing the sea. They had to endure the inexhaustible pain of the sea of bitterness. Although they were no longer corroded by the passing of time, it was difficult for them to be comfortable and carefree.
The road ahead was endless, the winds were strong, and the waves pressed upon them, leaving them unable to even see where the other shore was. Over long years, it was inevitable that they would think of other things.
For instance, the Furnace Saint who had cast his own Great Dao in order to reach the other shore!
Before, it was said that with the Furnace Saint’s Half-Saint cultivation, being able to remain undefeated by two True Saints had already crossed the limits of the Crossing Sea boundary.
So he must have done something and changed something. The people who never forgot about the Furnace Saint didn’t really want to use his method to reach the other side, but at least he gave them hope.
At worst, they could profit from his experiences and increase their strength to a higher level. At that time there might be more opportunities for them.
There was definitely a risk in doing this. The disappearance of the Furnace Saint was the best proof of it. But for the Half-Saints who had lived for countless years and were still stranded trying to cross the sea, if there was a glimmer of hope to see the other side, then any risk was worth it.
So everything related to the Furnace Saint had spread throughout the Saint circle over the years…especially the circle of ancient Half-Saints.
And it just so happened that the Half-Saints who arrived at the Profound Vision World today had all lived for a long, long time.
Originally, when they saw Qin Yu take out the great furnace and resist the assault of the sea monsters, the Half-Saints didn’t think much about it. The vast brightness was inexhaustible, and even Saints didn’t dare to say they had seen everything in the world. There were countless treasures in the shape of a furnace, so it was impossible to associate too many things just by seeing one.
But this time was different…
The defensive capabilities of the furnace were to the degree where it even shocked the saints. This point alone was enough to indicate how phenomenal this great furnace was. It was possible that this furnace once belonged to the Furnace Saint!
