So, when facing non-Legendary Level powerhouses, Tier Two Heroic Level Spiritualists are no different from grandchildren before him, and even Tier Three isn’t out of reach.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Traits!

He smiled as he walked towards the arena, gathering Colorless Divine Power in his hand, an awe-inspiring force that caught everyone’s eye.

Then, he swung his fist.

"Boom!!!"

....

"Boom!!!"

A violent roar erupted in an instant, followed by the collapse of sturdy walls, innumerable wails and curses sounded.

Inside the arena, the white-haired man suppressing the rebels furrowed his brow. His name was Bai Hao, a Tier Three Heroic Level powerhouse, and also the apparent manager of the Dark World Arena. The reputation of a Tier Three powerhouse was enough to suppress most problems.

Even if some blind ones came to make trouble, they would ultimately become sacrifices to enhance his prestige.

Compared to most Spiritualists who can reach Tier Two, Tier Three has a much higher value. Not many can truly reach Tier Three because between Tier Two and Tier One lies a transformation, and those who haven’t accumulated enough cannot reach Tier Three.

In a small city like Chenghai City, Tier Three powerhouses are already pillars of strength.

Of course, this is on the surface.

"You guys continue to suppress this group, I’ll go check out those folks over there," Bai Hao ordered.

"Yes!"

A group of Spiritualists continued to launch fierce attacks on the rebels, various assaults quickly gaining the upper hand in a short time, immediately killing many rebels. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

These people were enslaved because they lacked enough strength to resist. Even with Amplification from the aura, they couldn’t defeat the enemy, so they could only temporarily manifest power through faith to barely fight the enemy.

As the Lord of Light and Shadow, Ye Mingqiu didn’t care about their casualties.

Freedom must be fought for oneself

Freedom must be seized by oneself

He had already given these people the belief to rebel, given them the means to manifest power; whether they could transform opportunity into freedom and future was up to them. If they couldn’t, it just showed they were inadequate themselves.

After all, letting them continue to rot in the dungeons would lead to death sooner or later. Instead, ignite their life and will here, let them truly come alive, truly feel belief and will.

Regardless of the ultimate result of life or death, they have already surpassed the original predetermined outcome.

This is already very good

"Wait, the outside is fighting so intensely, why don’t we go support a bit? There are many beastmen among them, I think we should help each other," the Old Beast Monarch said with a determined gaze.

"They are using their own strength, their own flesh and blood to fight for freedom, do you want to tarnish their struggle?" Ye Mingqiu asked in return.

"I feel their mental state seems off, what’s this about?"

"In everyone’s heart, there hides a lion. That lion slumbers in false sleep usually, only bursting forth at key moments with strength, allowing them to surpass their limits... but under long-term oppression and numbness, the lion in their heart is already on the verge of death. I’ve merely awakened the lion within them."

"Then why were they chanting Lord of Light and Shadow just now?"

"The source of power."

Ye Mingqiu raised his hand and said, "If I were to simply ignite their will without providing a channel to realize that power, how would that differ from sending them to their deaths?"

"The faith in the Lord of Light and Shadow is precisely related to rebellion. As long as they are firm in belief, willing to use their strength to resist oppression, they’ll draw power from faith, in turn using this power to dominate their own life, gaining true freedom. This is true redemption."

"...."

The Old Beast Monarch was silent. Though a beastman and not particularly smart, he could sense something amiss, something not quite right, but couldn’t pinpoint it.

"Consider this, you’re offering salvation through mere words, resolving to save those beastmen. Will the ultimate outcome truly be beneficial? Can you truly save them? Have their will awakened? Have you truly accomplished your goal?"

Ye Mingqiu bombarded with questions, leaving the Old Beast Monarch speechless. He continued, "Is there a possibility, I’m merely suggesting a possibility, that part of your cognition is wrong. But because it’s your common sense, you subconsciously believe it’s not erroneous, thinking those who don’t conform are wrong."

"But it’s not actually so. If you don’t ignite their mind and will, don’t give them a channel to acquire power for rebellion, no matter if you temporarily save them, the ultimate result won’t be good."

"They say, ’Better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.’ True freedom belonging to them must be seized by themselves. Your superficial benevolence fulfills your own desire but doesn’t achieve a truly beautiful effect. Only by my method can they be truly emancipated."

"Look... isn’t that the reality?"

Ye Mingqiu spread his arms, directing the Old Beast Monarch to look towards the external battlefield.

The warriors from the dungeons fought vigorously and continually grew stronger in battle. Their eyes filled with yearning for freedom, and their belief ignited. Even in death during battle, their gaze remained incredibly bright.

At this moment, the Old Beast Monarch recalled those beastmen he saved, realizing their gazes weren’t like this.

They were numb and confused, their heads lowered, and their steps slow, seemingly not knowing what to do next, as if obtaining freedom didn’t feel like freedom.