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Chapter 224: The Miracle of Twelve Days

If Yuluan could truly become a disciple of Shui Lianyi, it would be an incredible opportunity, regardless of whether Shui Lianyi personally trained her.

After all, Shui Lianyi was a legendary saint, a figure who had once competed with God King Taiyi a thousand years ago for the title of the world’s strongest saint.

She was the undisputed queen among saints, recognized as the number one goddess back then—and still was a thousand years later.

Moreover, she was backed by the Heavenly Water Sacred Realm, a super Major Holy Place acknowledged throughout the world.

For the Vast Forest, this was of tremendous significance.

Zhang Yang would not let this opportunity slip away.

Since Shui Lianyi had brought it up, he had to seize it seriously—like an earnest disciple seeking a master.

Yes, that was the right approach!

At that moment, the crack in the ground had vanished.

The terrible Holy Might that had once pervaded the area had also quietly disappeared, restoring everything to normal.

This was not a suitable place for cultivation.

Zhang Yang wanted to return to the shattered Falling Phoenix Valley, but he lost his way.

Eventually, he decided to stop and find a suitable spot to use the communication stone.

He contacted Yuluan, Flower Phantom, Ye Kuanglan, and others, informing them that he was safe.

They seemed relatively calm, clearly having received news from Shui Lianyi long before.

Then, he entered seclusion.

His goal?

The Holy Bell of a Thousand Powers!

He had named it himself.

Its intricate patterns were composed of countless "power" characters—more than a thousand in total.

Thus, he named it the Holy Bell of a Thousand Powers.

This was the treasure he desired most.

Each "power" character on the bell contained the essence of holy power.

He suspected that if he could comprehend all of them, it would elevate his Diamond Dragon Holy Power to even greater heights.

Now, with partial mastery over his Diamond Dragon Holy Power, he already felt unstoppable—capable of sweeping away all obstacles.

If he pushed it further, the Great Path Sacred Fruit Tree would be his.

Who would dare snatch it?

Who could snatch it?

Of course, his focus was no longer on the Daybreak Phoenix Ruins—but outside of it.

The Daybreak Phoenix Ruins were not far from the place where they had been sealed forever.

As for the Ascending to Heaven Realm?

He wasn’t concerned at all.

Zhang Yang needed to consider the opponents in the Opening the Sky Realm.

Even though he was currently at Touching Heaven Realm Level Three, he completely disregarded all others in the Touching Heaven Realm—regardless of their background, talent, or cultivation level. To him, they were insignificant.

He settled into a cave and took out the Holy Bell of a Thousand Powers.

His first thought was to refine it and make it his life-bound Holy Bell, eventually turning it into a sacred weapon in the future.

However, ideals were often grand, while reality was cruel.

Not only could he not refine it, but he couldn’t even draw out its power. The saintly essence contained within was far too profound and mysterious, beyond his current ability to comprehend or control.

"Then I’ll study each ‘power’ character instead."

With that thought, he focused his energy and began to comprehend.

The "power" character was beyond description.

Inside the space-time confinement, Zhang Yang had previously absorbed its insights, refining his Diamond Dragon Holy Power from an initial glimpse to small mastery. This proved that his foundation in holy power was already solid.

Thus, he threw himself back into his training.

He quickly established a connection with the ‘power’ character.

As he focused on comprehending Diamond Dragon Holy Power, a golden holy light radiated from his body, illuminating the cave. A faint dragon’s roar echoed within him, growing stronger as he amplified his power.

Soon, the golden light danced like a dragon, soaring up and down around him.

Eventually, the golden light condensed into individual ‘power’ characters.

Then, these golden ‘power’ characters intertwined, forming a dragon shape.

Through these external changes, one could see Zhang Yang’s deepening comprehension of holy power, leading to the elevation of his Diamond Dragon Holy Power.

Time flew by swiftly.

The golden dragons, woven from the ‘power’ characters, gradually took shape.

After ten days, ten ‘power’ dragons had fully materialized, swirling around him in midair.

Each ‘power’ dragon resonated with the thousands of ‘power’ characters that adorned the Holy Bell of a Thousand Powers.

This was complete comprehension.

However, despite his progress, Zhang Yang’s Diamond Dragon Holy Power still hadn’t broken through.

It remained at small mastery, though it was significantly stronger than before.

At this moment, he felt he was on the verge of reaching great mastery of Diamond Dragon Holy Power—just a tiny step away from a breakthrough.

Yet, that tiny step felt as challenging as the transition from Quasi-Holy Power to full Holy Power. It wasn’t something he could achieve through brute force or effort alone—it required inspiration.

Still, Zhang Yang remained calm.

Although a single holy power might not encompass the entire path of a saint, it was still a crucial thread within it. Understanding this step meant that his insight into the path of a saint had grown exceptionally formidable.

With this foundation, he only needed time—perhaps one to two years, or three to five years—before he could penetrate the path of a saint to a level even someone like Liu Yinhua would have to look up to.

Thus, Zhang Yang was highly satisfied.

His calm mindset was like still water, free of turbulence.

This allowed him to observe the Holy Bell of a Thousand Powers in complete serenity, contemplating its state at the peak of its explosion within the space-time confinement, gaining further insights.

Two days later, the ten ‘power’ dragons surrounding him suddenly converged.

They merged into one massive ‘power’ dragon, its presence incredibly spirited, resembling a real golden dragon.

It was vibrant and lifelike.

Its head, horns, body, scales, claws, and tail appeared astonishingly real.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang’s eyes snapped open.

Buzz!

The ‘power’ dragon instantly shattered into countless shards of golden light.

Thousands of ‘power’ characters surged into his body, amplifying his holy light until it illuminated the entire cave like a golden world.

Even the cave walls reflected dancing golden dragons.

"I understand now."

Zhang Yang muttered softly.

His voice resonated like a dragon’s roar, deep and infused with immense Holy Might.

Although it was not yet a Holy Voice, it carried that overwhelming presence.

The key lay in the aura he exuded—it made those around him feel as if he were a true saint.

This was Holy Intention—pure and powerful. It followed a clear path in the growth of his Diamond Dragon Holy Power. First came Holy Might, the Initial Glimpse. Then, Holy Light, showing Small Mastery. Finally, Holy Intention, the stage of Great Mastery, where his power reached its peak.

In other words, when he unleashed his Diamond Dragon Holy Power, he would seem like a true saint, capable of making even real saints mistake him for one of their own.

This was the transformation brought about by great mastery of Diamond Dragon Holy Power.

He fully activated this power and slowly stood up.

Boom!

The mountain beneath him trembled—it could no longer withstand the pressure of his terrifying power.

The sheer might of his great mastery of Diamond Dragon Holy Power was distorting the surrounding space, causing the mountain to crack and collapse.

In the end, as he stood tall, the mountain crumbled into ruins.

A man stood firm, while the mountain lay in rubble.

Zhang Yang looked around and murmured:

"In just twelve days… have I created a miracle?"

"Through insight, mindset, intuition, determination, and dedication to holy power…"

"I have reached great mastery of Diamond Dragon Holy Power!"

He reminisced about the past—back when he had struggled so much just to step into Quasi-Holy Power.

Yet now, in his journey into Holy Power, he had broken through continuously, reaching great mastery in mere days!

His power could pierce the sky, crack the earth, shift the universe, and shake the balance of yin and yang.

The Daybreak Phoenix Ruins were now beneath him.

However, despite his immense strength—

"My realm is still lacking."

"No matter how powerful holy power is, it still requires ample Nine Extremes True Essence to sustain it."

"If I can reach Great Boundless Rank Perfection, I will be able to challenge the saints."

"And yet, I am only at Touching Heaven Realm Level Three—this is far from enough."

"With my current foundation, it is impossible to fully evolve Diamond Dragon Holy Power. My next step must be cultivating my realm."

Amidst the ruins he had created, Zhang Yang took out his Spirit Stones and began his training.


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