Chapter 606: Chapter 606 Influence
"Is this the Divine Dao?"
Everyone was stunned by Qiling Xiaoyu’s words.
"Has Yang Tian cultivated the Divine Dao?"
"How is that possible?"
"Was that strange feeling just now an influence of the Divine Dao?"
"Even Luo Quan’s attack, was it affected by the Divine Dao?"
Most astonishing of all was Luo Quan, who also cultivated the Divine Dao.
After all, only he knew how arduous it was to cultivate the path of God!
Only devout believers of Xin Atu could provide cultivators with immense power.
To cultivate the Divine Dao simultaneously, he had gained support from countless mortals in the world of Ghost God, but it had barely amounted to anything.
Yet now, Yang Tian could subtly influence him. Doesn’t that suggest Yang Tian has more followers than him?
"How old is Yang Tian anyway?"
"Judging by the fierce aura on him, one would feel he must be less than 30 years old!"
"In this era, with so many believers, is he a reincarnation of God?"
Actually, it wasn’t just Luo Quan—even Yang Tian himself hadn’t anticipated such an effect.
After all, when he was in the Miaojiang Region killing maggots, the Divine Dao Origin power he possessed had merely been a new thread within the Miao Clan.
Even though people later discovered that the New Miao People not only built a statue for him but worshipped him day after day, this was the first time the power of the Divine Dao Origin had such a striking effect!
"This Divine Dao seems quite intriguing, but as far as I can tell, the power absorbed from believers only impacts strong individuals." If there’s an opportunity, I should take a closer look at the New Miao People today!"
Thinking this, Yang Tian glanced briefly at Luo Quandao and said, "Take this ancestor to meet the Yin Yang Five Elements Sect."
"Take you there? Dream on!"
Luo Quan sneered upon hearing Yang Tian’s words, "The old man was too careless. I didn’t expect a brat like you to learn the Divine Dao, but even so, do you think you can make me submit? A boy like you would never break the old man’s ethereal phantom! If given the chance, the old man will kill you!"
"You..."
Seeing Luo Quan completely subdued by Yang Tian, Di Hai grew arrogant and couldn’t bear his contempt, growling angrily.
But Yang Tian waved his hand lightly and looked at Luo Quandao, saying, "This deity will give you this chance."
As he spoke, Yang Tian swung his lone hand, instantly opening the confined space holding Luo Quan and Xiao Fei.
Regaining his freedom, Luo Quan let out a cold laugh and pulled Xiao Fei back into the darkness.
Seeing this, Qiling Xiaoyu immediately furrowed her brows and said, "Aren’t you too careless? The first time you use the Divine Dao, it may catch people off guard, so you can be effective now, but next time, it won’t work as well! After all, as someone who cultivates the Divine Dao, he won’t fall for the same trick again!"
Clearly, Qiling Xiaoyu knew more about the Divine Dao.
However, Yang Tian paid no attention, standing at his spot patiently.
Seeing Yang Tian like this, Qiling Xiaoyu was suddenly incensed, stamping her feet and muttering, "Careless fool, I’ll see to your demise."
Minute by minute passed.
Yang Tian still stood in his original position, while Luo Quan refrained from attacking.
Watching the stalemate between the two, Yang Tian suddenly sighed and stepped forward.
"Hmph! Can’t hold back anymore? Serves you right!"
Seeing Yang Tian finally move, Qiling Xiaoyu immediately stuck out her tongue.
But just as her voice trailed off, Yang Tian stretched out his hand into the darkness, accompanied by a chilling aura: "Return to Origin!"
Whoosh!
The dark space not far from Yang Tian instantly shattered, revealing not anyone else but Luo Quan, his crystalline gaze glowing coldly.
"You... how did you find me? Didn’t your Divine nature deserve scrutiny? Come after me!"
This time, Luo Quan was utterly stunned!
His last capture served as a lesson—this time, when showcasing his flowing phantoms, he deliberately wrapped himself in Divine Dao Origin power to prevent Yang Tian from influencing him again!
He had been waiting patiently for this opportunity.
He thought that as long as he endured against Yang Tian, he would emerge victorious and find a chance to kill him.
But who could have thought that before half the time had passed, Yang Tian would directly detect his hiding place and shatter his flowing phantom!
This was utterly inconceivable!
"How did you find me? Was it with your eyes?"
Yang Tian scoffed at the inquiry: "Did you think hiding Doyle here would escape this deity’s sight?"
"Eyes? How is that possible? Impossible!"
Luo Quan clearly refused to believe Yang Tian’s words. Not being found through Divine powers, how could mere mortal eyes uncover him?
So he hurriedly stepped back, trying once again to retreat to the darkness.
"Hold it right there!"
Yang Tian caught him once and let him go once. Now, where could he escape to?
As Yang Tian’s outstretched hand accelerated, a sudden and massive pulling force erupted from his palm.
Despite one of Luo Quan’s feet dipping halfway into the shadows, he was forcefully dragged out and ended up beside Yang Tian, who struck him with a furious punch!
"Master!"
Seeing Luo Quan struck by Yang Tian, the woman lurking in the shadows immediately emerged, screaming.
But Luo Quan paid no heed to the woman’s cries and only glared at Yang Tian, responding grimly, "Hah, excellent. I didn’t expect that after all my years in this world, a monster like you would appear! But do you think my shadow arts are limited to flowing phantoms? Put assassination aside; let me show you the true disparity in power!"
With that, Luo Quan clasped his hands together, signaling a technique.
In an instant, the scattered plague around them seemed to come alive, swirling mid-air and morphing into a colossal purple hand that bore down on Yang Tian!
"Be cautious, Yang Tian... That’s the Shadow Sect’s spiritual pill—immensely powerful and lethally toxic!" Di Hai recognized the menacing technique at a glance, promptly warning him.
Luo Quan chuckled viciously, saying, "Too late for caution! The old man’s Poison Palm is unstoppable! Even if this child withstands the strike, he’ll rot and perish under the poison!"
"This..."
Di Hai, understanding the potency of the Poison Palm, couldn’t help but look at Yang Tian worriedly.
Yang Tian, however, remained undaunted, stepping forward boldly to meet Luo Quan.
"Seeking death!"
Seeing Yang Tian inexorably approach, Luo Quan sneered, as if witnessing Yang Tian succumb to toxic corrosion.
Thinking this, Luo Quan turned to the frail woman beside him and said, "Let’s go back. He’s already dead."
As those words left his mouth, he began walking away.
But the woman suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed loudly, "Master... Wait, this... What’s this?"
"What’s this? What’s the matter?"
Luo Quan furrowed his brows as he followed the woman’s gaze, but the next moment, his expression turned dumbfounded!
From his vantage point, Yang Tian strode forth from the Poison Palm unscathed, his entire body radiating with a black aura.
The oppressive glory emanating from him caused Luo Quan to tremble.
Because this pressure was undeniably beyond the realm of the Mahayana stage—something transcendent of the stage entirely!
Beyond the Mahayana stage, what lay ahead?
Luo Quan thought deeply and trembled from head to toe, blurting out, "The... Mahayana!"