The Way of Spiritual Journey

This lightning bolt was ferocious and dazzling, imbued with divine might, and it struck down with an aura that dared not challenge its power, causing all living beings to flee in terror.

"Crackling sound—"

All living beings flee, but that's merely an instinct for survival; it's just a thought, and utterly useless. When lightning strikes, it's like everyone is checking in for duty—just cower and accept your fate.

Li Lang did this very well, watching the brutal lightning strike towards his head.

Li Lang didn't have time to think much, so he simply shrank back and ignored everyone.

The lightning bolt's appearance is flashy, but its movements are less than impressive, so let's just leave it at that; the details aren't important anyway.

However, it's like a general donning his armor, spear in hand, mounted on horseback, exuding power and ready to slay the enemy general amidst a vast army; then, in a single charge, he misses his mark, and his spear plunges into the ground...

This is a bit awkward.

The lightning flashed over Li Lang's head and plunged into the ground like a needle into the sea. Silence reigned all around; everyone was stunned.

Li Lang chuckled to himself. "A wax-headed silver spear, why stab it in the ground? It looks intimidating, but it's all show and no substance!"

"Boom!"

The next moment, Li Lang's smile froze on his face.

The entire earth trembled, and the soil began to turn over piece by piece, like an old ox plowing a field.

Earth conducts electricity; that's common sense. Even theoretically, there can't be lightning that can move an entire block of earth.

This doesn't make sense.

Of course, now is not the time to discuss common sense. If we must be serious, then it can only be summarized in one sentence: common sense is something that reality breaks down.

Since common sense has been broken, then even more irrational behavior does not seem so abrupt.

At this moment, the heavens shifted, and bolts of lightning, like silver spears, struck down one after another.

Lightning struck the upturned clods of earth with pinpoint accuracy, like a dense rain.

At that moment, the land seemed to come alive, the clods of earth twisting and turning like snakes, winding and rushing away.

Li Lang was dumbfounded. Could this really be done? He had never heard of such a game, not even in legends.

No, there's something underground.

Li Lang's thinking is now exceptionally sharp, and he is very good at making connections, always able to find answers from the slightest clues.

Sure enough, a wisp of green smoke rose from the ground.

The wisps of smoke drifted in and out of sight, swaying in the wind like sprites. Was this smoke alive? Li Lang's eyes widened in disbelief.

If that's the case, then it makes sense. The lightning drilled into the ground specifically to force out this wisp of smoke.

At this moment, the beasts that had been scattering and hiding seemed to sense something and began to stir. In an instant, all sorts of howls rose and fell.

Not only that, even the little holy son in Li Lang's hands changed from his usual docile state, becoming unusually excited, baring his teeth and showing signs of restlessness.

"roar!"

Wangcai was the first to erupt.

As soon as the lightning struck, Wangcai hid in the shadows, his wolf eyes wide open, constantly watching the changes on the field, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

"call!"

The green python followed closely behind Wangcai, its massive body suddenly twisting and leaping away with breathtaking agility. This was the moment it had been waiting for.

The world is vast, and all things grow. On the same land, whether we do not interfere with each other or the strong prey on the weak, it is all due to the inherent rules of nature.

However, in the face of profit, all rules cease to exist. Moreover, this is not just ordinary profit; it is immense wealth.

Li Lang didn't know what the wisp of smoke represented, but the beastmen here did. For thousands of years, every race that has survived to the present day has an unshakable conviction in its heart.

This obsession is the essence of the earth spirit.

Earth gives birth to all things; how could it be without spirit? Spirit is a very mysterious thing; it can be described as intelligent or flexible. In simpler terms, spirit is a living thing.

As living beings, they naturally have their own way of survival. Spirits do not exist without a reason; their existence must have a source.

The essence of the earth spirit is the essence of this spirit, the spiritual root of this land.

At this moment, the spiritual root has been forced out by the might of heaven. When it appears, it will belong to the virtuous.

Virtue, of course, is not martial virtue. Because now is not the time to talk about martial virtue.

Those who attain spiritual roots can glimpse the Great Dao. This place is now beyond trace, but the obsession has already penetrated to the bone marrow.

Wangcai sprinted like a shooting star, its eyes filled with intense longing. It knew that for thousands of years, generations of its clan had guarded this place, all for the sake of this moment to fight.

The white wolf was like this, the green python was like this, and so were all the beasts that lingered here and refused to leave.

Therefore, when the white wolf and the green python took the lead without any regard for martial ethics, the beasts were in an uproar and then joined in one after another.

The real show is about to begin.

In the sky, the dense, exquisite lightning had disappeared, replaced by rolling dark clouds, the energy within them appearing and disappearing intermittently, giving the impression of a final, devastating attack.

On the earth, the beast horde had gone out of control. The madness emanating from their eyes conveyed a clear message: they would do everything in their power to annihilate the Earth Spirit here.

The smoke, possessing a spirit, naturally knew its precarious situation, but what did it have to fear?

Spirits are born hidden from the heavens. They can move freely even under the might of the heavens, let alone mere wild beasts.

The wisps of smoke moved nimbly, rising with the wind and swaying through the beasts without touching them. This action seemed to carry a mocking and teasing tone.

Unable to catch the beasts, their bloodlust surged, and all who stood in their way became enemies, thus beginning the real battle.

Li Lang was completely stunned by the chaotic scene. What on earth was going on?

Li Lang's eyes were filled with shock. Sure enough, this was no place for a human to live. Otherwise, how come they hadn't seen a single person in a year?

"Crack!"

Just as Li Lang's shock was taking shape, lightning struck down from the sky.

This was a lightning bolt so bright it could blind the eye; its imposing power existed only in imagination, and even in imagination, it evoked fear.

At that moment, the lightning seemed to have opened its third eye, rushing down and striking the blue smoke with precision.

The green smoke visibly froze, panicked. It knew that with the heavenly might gathering its power, its life or death hinged on this one battle.

It is reasonable that the spirits of the world belong to the virtuous.

Then, a wisp of smoke drifted out, like a smoke arrow, and shot towards the virtuous one; this was his last resort to save his life.

When Li Lang, a bystander, saw this scene, his eyes widened and his heart trembled. He had undoubtedly missed a beat.

If that's the case, then there's no way to play. Li Lang didn't even have time to utter a scream before he waved his hand, sending the little holy son flying. Without wasting a second, he turned and ran.

Now, Li Lang has experienced some things and can be considered a worldly person, but this is the first time he has ever seen something so utterly lacking in martial ethics.

The arrow of green smoke pierced straight at Li Lang.