"Hiss, even Mr. Tang could not suppress it?"

The group of True Lords following behind happened to witness the magical light piercing through Tang Tan's thousand hammer shadows and speeding away, leaving them dumbfounded and frozen in place.

It must be known, Tang Yan is not only a master of artifact refining, but also himself a formidable True Lord.

Though not the most powerful, among all the True Lords present, Tang Yan would still rank in the middle tier by strength!

Xu Yang was utterly stunned.

If this magical light rushes into the Long River, what will happen?

He had a premonition!

That was a wisp of the Barbarian God's magical light.

Simply put, it had lost the will of the Barbarian God, but still retained a sliver of the god's primal instinct from life!

Though incredible, before that sweeping long river, there could be no clearer gap—like a caterpillar before a towering giant!

Once it reached the front, it would be swallowed in a single gulp, not even a ripple to mark its passing!

The loss was too great.

"Your Highness, what exactly is that thing?"

Xu Yang took a deep breath, then suddenly said, "After it! I must trouble all honored seniors to join forces and see if it can be suppressed!"

The crowd hesitated not in the slightest.

"Very well!"

"Rest assured, Your Highness, we will do our utmost!"

"Hurry, that thing is moving too quickly."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!

In the void, more than a dozen rays of rainbow light hurtled like thunderbolts, tearing apart swathes of emptiness, hotly pursuing their quarry!

After a few dozen breaths.

At last, they caught sight of the light.

Far in the distance, they could vaguely glimpse a brilliant slender line!

It was the Long River!

"Strike!"

"Now!"

"This old man must see what that thing truly is!"

...

With a cascade of vigorous shouts, more than a dozen True Lords struck as one.

Divine weapons rang in chorus, blades and sword shadows swept with peerless sharpness, mighty seals shook the void for ten thousand leagues, a thunderous roar surging forth unstoppably.

More still, all manner of secret techniques crisscrossed the emptiness, some wondrous and mysterious, others as savage as monstrous beasts!

Were this to be unleashed within the lands, an entire province would have been shattered by force!

Boom, boom, boom!!

The terrifying attacks descended as one, drowning that magical light!

"Hmph, I refuse to believe it—more than a dozen True Lords cannot subdue you?" One mighty True Lord stood in the void, face bearing a cold sneer.

Xu Yang was wound tight with anxiety.

Poof!

A dim flicker slipped away from the raging edge of the torrential waves.

Everyone was stupefied!

"Impossible!"

A scream echoed through the vast void.

Xu Yang's figure swayed, a wry smile crossing his face.

Enough!

It cannot be forced!

He gave up entirely.

"Your Highness, what on earth is that thing?" A True Lord's voice trembled audibly.

They were more than a dozen, and yet, not one could do a thing.

It beggared belief!

"That magical light seems to possess no aggressive power, yet to withstand so much, could it be a spiritual object beyond the True Lord level?" someone speculated.

Xu Yang drew a deep breath: "Many thanks to all honored seniors for your efforts. Since it cannot be suppressed, let it be."

"As for that thing—it's connected to the Barbarian God of the Barbarian Race!"

"The Barbarian God of the Barbarian Race?"

The crowd looked at one another, doubtful and incredulous.

As True Lords, at the very least, they had heard some tales of the Barbarian God of the Barbarian Race.

Some among them knew even deeper secrets!

That mysterious Barbarian God hailed from beyond the realms!

Once a power greater than the True Lord, it was only by grievous injury and mishap that he came to the Great Qian Heaven and Earth, leaving behind the unique Barbarian Race!

If it truly was of the Barbarian God, all could be explained.

For a moment, all gazed silently at the magical light, now growing indistinct.

The world was changing—seemingly a flourishing age, yet perhaps some unimaginable, unpredictable things were also about to occur.

"Boy, lost is lost."

"Though that thing could greatly enhance your spiritual will, cultivating by your own efforts is always best!"

Gu Jun patted Xu Yang's shoulder in consolation.

Though he said this, inwardly he was heartbroken as well!

Forget the opportunity to comprehend through the magical light—even just strengthening the spirit and will, it could not be described in mere words.

At least for now, it was absolutely a peerless blessing, the greatest opportunity imaginable!

"Teacher, I can let it go. It's only magical light. With the changes in the world, once Can Sutian returns, perhaps even greater fortune awaits!" Xu Yang grinned wide, swiftly regaining his composure.

Lost is lost.

Gu Jun nodded in satisfaction.

To have taken Xu Yang as his disciple was surely his life's proudest moment.

To the side, watching this master and disciple, Tang Yan could not help recalling when he had once sought to take Xu Yang as a disciple too, now only regretful and annoyed by the outcome!

What a pity—because of Xu Yang's status, he truly could not, nor dared, to meddle in royal affairs!

Living in the capital all these years, he understood the royal family's complexities better than anyone!

Yet who could have guessed, Xu Yang was nothing like ordinary princes and royal kin!

But regret now was for naught!

"Look—over there!"

A True Lord suddenly pointed into the depths of the void and exclaimed in astonishment.

Xu Yang reflexively looked in that direction.

In the far void, near the faint line of the long river, a hazy figure abruptly emerged.

In the next instant—

That silhouette swayed, sweeping toward them at breathtaking speed.

"What is that?"

"Could it be some fearsome entity from beyond the realm?"

"Hiss!"

"Don't jinx us!"

"It might yet be an opportunity."

"Everyone, be cautious!"

The group braced themselves with utmost vigilance!

Within just a few blinks—

That light-shadow was fully upon them.

It was, unmistakably, a human figure!

"That is... His Majesty!"

Can Yunxiao's eyes went wide, his face alight with ecstatic joy as he shouted, "His Majesty has returned!"

"His Majesty has returned!"

In that instant, all were stupefied, as in a waking dream!

Can Sutian is back?

In the lull that followed, the silhouette drew near.

Who else could it be but Can Sutian?

Only now, though Can Sutian was unscathed, his face was deathly pale, his aura weary and thin!

Even so, as his gaze swept forth—

All present felt their souls quiver!

It was as if an infinitely vast divine peak shattered the long river, tore the void asunder, and bore down upon them!

Invisible pressure stifled all breath!

The assembled True Lords trembled like leaves in a storm, unable to compose themselves!

Xu Yang's mind reeled: "Has he now surpassed the Burning Body realm?"

Above True Lord is Burning Body, and above Burning Body, Heaven-Man!

The highest exaltation!

"We bow before Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Can Yunxiao was first to recover, bowing deeply in fervent homage.

The others immediately followed suit!

Even Gu Jun and Tang Yan solemnly lowered themselves in salute.

Only Xu Yang stood motionless!

Gu Jun and Tang Yan exchanged glances, complicated expressions on their faces.

Only Xu Yang would dare!

"No need for excessive formality,"

Can Sutian waved his sleeve and raised the crowd, his gaze settling directly on Xu Yang.

He seemed utterly unperturbed by Xu Yang's failure to bow, offering a slight smile as he opened his palm, revealing a speck of magical light.

Struck by the scene, Xu Yang was startled.

"A relic of the Barbarian God—it is indeed a fine thing!"

"The last trace of the Barbarian God's instinct upon it has been refined away by me; you need have no fear! Yet its power to enlighten others is also lost."

As he spoke, Can Sutian lifted his palm; the magical light floated gently to Xu Yang.

Without ceremony, Xu Yang accepted it.

A most unexpected delight!

"Let us return for now."

"Three days hence, all True Lords of the Daqian realm shall come to the palace,"

Can Sutian swept his gaze across the gathering, left those words, then in a flicker, vanished without a trace.