"Boring."

Ye Mingqiu leaned against the wall, his icy eyes reflecting the retreating backs of the crowd, choosing not to pursue them, for there was no need.

The spiritual corruption of the [Eye of Omaragon] is more terrifying than ordinary people imagine; now it doesn’t even need to be worn directly, only stored within the storage space to quietly exert its effect, akin to a special aura like a [Title].

However, its special effect is not positive but a purely negative curse that blurs the host’s memory, corrupts the host’s spirit, weakens the host’s will, gradually turning them into mindless puppets.

And in this process, the host will gradually forget the fact that the [Eye of Omaragon] exists within the storage space, swimming in an ocean of despair.

"Truly cruel."

Ye Mingqiu casually remarked.

Although those people have escaped on the surface, the final result may not be better than survival, and might even be worse.

Inside the dungeon, countless abandoned ones screamed wildly within their cages, roaring and waving their arms, frantically pounding on the cages, combining their flesh and blood with the passive aura of [Indestructible] to constantly strike the cages, moving towards true independent freedom amid the bloody remains.

This is the freedom they forged personally with their own hands, with their own flesh and blood, rather than freedom granted by others.

Ye Mingqiu merely provided them a little courage, as well as a bit of assistance.

"They’re all good seedlings."

He smiled, his face warm and kind, as if looking at the future of the Spirit Realm; such people who dare to struggle and resist will surely find their own paths.

A large number of newly born disciples, after escaping the cages, shouted "Praise the Lord of Light and Shadow," then marched uniformly toward the outside of the dungeon, towards freedom.

At this moment, they are no longer livestock to be slaughtered; there is light in their eyes, as if they have truly come alive, no longer abandoned shells to be manipulated.

Afterwards, Ye Mingqiu waded against the flow of the crowd, heading towards the shackled Old Beast Monarch, as the Riddle Gauze slowly shaped the figure of Grom Gal.

The four-meter-tall Beast King displayed his might.

"It indeed is you, Gael."

The Old Beast Monarch smiled with relief, two tears sliding from the corners of his eyes. In the abyss of despair, he struggled with all his might, desperately seeking non-existent light, knowing that resistance was almost certainly doomed to fail but never giving up.

Because if he gave up, the beastmen in the arena would truly be finished.

Though a powerful monarch, he was also a stubborn old man, steadfastly adhering to his own path and beliefs, pouring every effort into his cause despite knowing the future isn’t promising.

"It’s me."

Ye Mingqiu responded.

At this moment, he didn’t reveal his true face, but he revealed the ability of the Riddle Gauze, and the ability of the Riddle Gauze along with the appearance of Grom Gal sufficed to illustrate everything. The Old Beast Monarch had previously sensed the aura of the [Eye of Omaragon].

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"...

Several sharp sounds sliced through the air; the chains binding the Old Beast Monarch were easily severed, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

The Old Beast Monarch landed as well, coughing forcefully twice and spitting out clotted blood from his mouth, yet his mental state seemed much improved. The aura effect of [Indestructible] had also descended upon him, combined with the beastman’s life force, allowing him to recover significantly.

He raised his head, gazing at the beastman before him, concern flickering in his eyes, saying: "Though you’ve grown stronger than before, much stronger, there exist beings more powerful than you and me here... take the chance to escape; those people won’t hold on for long."

"Is that so?"

Ye Mingqiu whispered, posing a query to the Spirit Realm.

’Spirit Realm, as the Lord of Light and Shadow, I should be able to directly summon followers, correct?’

[Answer: Yes, it requires consuming sufficient power of faith, and followers can voluntarily detach from the summon; duration relies on the power of faith and the strength of the follower]

’What if I want to summon Wu Geng?’

[Answer: Consumes 5 points of power of faith per hour]

Ye Mingqiu’s eyes lowered, eventually providing an answer.

Summon!

[Prompt: You consumed 5 points of power of faith to summon follower—Wu Geng]

[Summon location: Outside the arena]

[Summon task: Actively cause chaos, draw strong individuals’ attention, immediately retreat upon encountering danger]

[Details introduced: This is.... (omitted)]

[Summon reward: All attributes +1]

"Preparation is complete, let’s go."

Ye Mingqiu said.

....

Outside the arena, the young man wrapped in a coat was summoned by the Lord of Light and Shadow. He looked at the colossal arena, surprised, and mused to himself: "Is this the world outside that Yuan Chu spoke of? It truly differs tremendously from the world I am in."

"Hmm...this world’s rules seem different from mine; Qi Refining is non-existent in the air, yet another form of energy exists here; it’s easier to absorb, but also weaker... feels a bit troublesome."

Subsequently, he expanded his perception, sensing the aura of the people nearby, his face revealing a radiant smile again as he continued to muse: "But, the people here...all seem quite weak, huh?"

Unlike Ye Mingqiu, Wu Geng is truly a member of the Divine Race, who, even after departing the [Feng Shen Ji] world, possesses divine power and divine body, along with the immensely formidable [God] traits; moreover, when exhibiting divine traits, he does not need to hide, as he can withdraw at any time.