The Spiritual Energy Revival Began in Zhangjiajie

121: Chapter 121 My White Technique is No Less Than Anyone ElseThe people at the Security Bureau were completely bewildered.

But they still passed Bai Zhu’s words up the chain of command.

However, although the higher-ups considered it, they still dispatched personnel to track them.

It wasn’t just the Land of Huaxia; even other countries started to take action.

Because several of the Five Divine Beasts had already rushed out of the Land of Huaxia in a short amount of time.

First was the Azure Dragon, heading east all the way into the East Sea;

Then came the Xuanwu, stepping out of the national borders, crossing through Russia, and heading straight into the Arctic Ocean.

As for the White Tiger, it occupied the west, lying down in the Himalayas.

The most miraculous ones were the Vermilion Bird and the Qilin.

Both headed south.

Halfway there, they parted ways.

After a day and a night of flight, the Qilin finally stopped above the equator, while the Vermilion Bird circled to the other side of the Blue Planet, stopping at the Federation’s famous volcanic park—the Yellowstone Volcano.

The Five Divine Beasts and their actions had already shocked half the planet.

Tens of millions of people saw their figures passing over the cities.

Of course.

Such a long journey.

These Divine Beast phantoms were not without consumption.

On the contrary, one could say the consumption was immense.

This could be seen simply from their size.

Especially the Vermilion Bird that had traveled such a long distance; in the end, its form was only fifty meters in size.

The five Divine Beast phantoms hovered in mid-air.

When the final Vermilion Bird stopped above Yellowstone Park, it seemed to trigger something. Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the five Divine Beast phantoms began to become illusory.

In an instant, the Spiritual Qi of the Five Elements—Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth—boiled.

The Five Divine Beasts dissipated into multicolored light.

Enveloping the area in a beautiful array of colors.

Right within this light, the Five Divine Beasts turned into points of light and dissipated.

This incident directly triggered panic in the local area.

Especially for the Federation, as the most famous aspect of Yellowstone Park is that it sits atop the largest volcanic crater on the Blue Planet.

If an accident were to occur, let alone the Federation, even the entire Blue Planet would be affected.

There was quite a flurry of activity.

But in the end, they gained nothing.

This point became a sword hanging over the Federation’s head.

Time passed quietly.

The heat of this incident lasted for a full three days.

Even after three days had passed, countless people were still discussing those videos.

And at this very moment.

In the extreme depths of an ice crevice in the Tianshan Mountains, a multicolored ball of light shone brilliantly, enveloping a figure who had lost consciousness and was trapped in a state of deep Cultivate.

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The Land of Huaxia.

Laojun Temple.

The back mountain.

Bai Zhu stood at the edge of the cliff, quietly watching the leaves swaying in the distance.

Ever since he returned, he had been standing here.

Sometimes his brows were tightly furrowed, sometimes they relaxed.

It seemed as if he was lost in deep thought.

Daoist Taixu had once come quietly, and seeing Bai Zhu’s expression, he did not disturb him and quietly retreated again.

He even stopped others from coming to this back mountain.

So as not to disturb the deep-thinking Bai Zhu.

Just like that.

The back mountain, which usually had some activity, fell completely silent.

In the past, Disciples gathered here every day for morning exercises, but these past few days, it had been empty, with no sign of people.

After a long time.

Bai Zhu’s pupils moved slightly, and his gaze regained focus.

He lowered his head, looking at his own open hands.

”Innate, Martial Dao...”

”The Martial Dao is endless; the Xiantian Realm is definitely not the end!”

”However...”

Bai Zhu was in a trance, the massive Vermilion Bird phantom appearing before his eyes: ”Is this the path you were searching for!?”

That Vermilion Bird phantom was entirely a manifestation of Divine Will.

In this world, no one understood Divine Will more deeply than Bai Zhu.

When he felt Ji Yebai’s Vermilion Bird Divine Will, he understood Ji Yebai’s intention.

To strip the Divine Will out and allow it to grow fundamentally.

As the cornerstone that constitutes Divine Sense, the growth of Divine Will could absolutely increase one’s Divine Sense from the root.

”Do you believe that the next stage of Cultivate must start with strengthening Divine Sense!?”

Bai Zhu’s gaze tightened slightly, his thoughts somewhat unsettled.

Countless pieces of knowledge emerged from his mind.

The Daoist classics he had read over the years, as well as the scientific research articles from the past two years, flashed by continuously.

Until the end.

Bai Zhu fell silent.

It had to be said, the path Ji Yebai chose was possible.

However.

”My Thunder Divine Will is easy to temper, but what should your Five Elements Divine Will interact with!?”

Bai Zhu muttered to himself.

Ji Yebai’s choice was actually simple.

Generally speaking, it was to release the Divine Will, then use it to temper the foundation of the Divine Will, and then retract it.

Bai Zhu acknowledged this path and instantly thought of how he should Cultivate.

He just needed to interact with nature, thereby constantly tempering his Divine Will through the power of nature.

But what he couldn’t quite figure out was that his Thunder Divine Will could invoke the natural thunder of the world to temper itself.

Yet Ji Yebai’s Five Divine Beasts left him unable to think of an object for interaction for the time being.

After pondering for a moment.

Bai Zhu shook his head slowly, unable to figure it out.

”Regardless, my path is clear!”

Bai Zhu clenched his fists stiffly.

His feelings toward Ji Yebai were even more complex.

But at this moment, a force was born from the depths of his body.

All along, Bai Zhu had been at the Peak of the Martial Dao.

Martial Dao, Martial Dao, taking martial arts as the Dao.

And the original meaning of ”martial” lies in competition.

This competition can be against opponents, teammates, enemies, or even the heaven, earth, nature, and all things.

Having been at the Peak for so long had made Bai Zhu somewhat complacent.

After all, without an opponent, there was no sufficient sense of urgency.

The Martial Dao values competition.

At this moment, Ji Yebai’s appearance instantly woke Bai Zhu up.

Especially since Ji Yebai had unknowingly reached such a height, it truly made Bai Zhu feel a tremendous sense of urgency.

For three whole days.

Bai Zhu had not only adjusted his mindset but also figured out the path he wanted to take.

He raised his head.

Watching the morning sun peek out bit by bit from the blue horizon, its golden-red rays illuminating the earth.

Until it hung above his head.

”Master!”

Bai Zhu said softly.

As soon as his voice fell.

A figure drifted down from the treetops.

It was none other than Daoist Taixu.

These past few days, he had been worried and had been guarding nearby.

”Master, I want to go into seclusion to Cultivate!”

Bai Zhu turned around and looked at Daoist Taixu.

His eyes were filled with brilliance.

”Good!”

Daoist Taixu exclaimed.

He looked at Bai Zhu with great gratification.

As Bai Zhu’s master, he had seen Bai Zhu’s changes with his own eyes.

Fighting spirit.

A long-lost fighting spirit had reappeared in Bai Zhu’s eyes.

Daoist Taixu did not know what had ignited Bai Zhu’s fighting spirit, but that did not hinder his gratification.

Daoist Taixu drifted away.

Bai Zhu watched his master leave, the light in his eyes blazing intensely.

Even if Ji Yebai is the Child of the Era, he, Bai Zhu, will be no weaker than anyone else.

Because, I am Bai Zhu!!!

Rumble!

A streak of silver light leaped up, heading straight into the Void Realm above his head.

In an instant, black clouds rolled in, and thunder rumbled repeatedly.

The entire Laojun Temple back mountain seemed to fall into darkness, all light obscured by the black clouds.

Only the rolling thunder within the black clouds remained, appearing and disappearing continuously.

Bai Zhu stood still, his eyes unfocused.

His consciousness had already submerged into the thunder above along with his Divine Will.