Chapter 95: Power Beyond Measure

Zhou Yi keenly caught the hesitation flashing in Zhu Yin's eyes, his mouth lifting slightly as he smiled confidently, "Let me show you something."

Then a massive burst of golden merit light blossomed in his palm, illuminating the surroundings.

To others, it was merely a strange glow, but to Zhu Yin its significance went far beyond that, and his eyes widened instantly.

His gaze was filled with shock and longing.

"Why do you possess such a massive amount of merit light?" Zhu Yin's voice asked with a tremor.

Though the merit light seemed ordinary, to Zhu Yin it was priceless.

Possessing this merit light could let anyone, without risk, break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm—a chance countless cultivators have dreamed of, and now that chance was displayed clearly before him.

"Now you should be at ease, right?" Zhou Yi said.

At that moment Zhu Yin was completely drawn to the golden light; all he could hear was the buzzing of the light, his words to Zhou Yi barely registering, his eyes locked on the light.

From Zhou Yi's attitude, Zhu Yin realized that this merit light was not indispensable to him.

In fact, Zhou Yi had never relied on merit to boost his own power; the large amounts of merit he had previously obtained were either merged into objects, becoming treasures, or ignited divine fire at crucial moments of literary Dao, purifying literary Qi.

Each use was perfectly timed.

"Exchange this item for our cooperation, you won't lose out. This is exactly what you need now, am I right?" Zhou Yi's words rang again in Zhu Yin's ears.

Ao Yin stood aside, watching quietly; though he didn't grasp the core of their conversation, from Zhu Yin's reaction and Zhou Yi's confident expression he vaguely sensed that his own ancestor had been caught at a weak point.

"Cooperation can proceed, but since you've produced the merit light, what else do you expect from me?" Zhu Yin finally asked.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi's smile didn't fade; he answered bluntly, "Spiritual treasure!" Although Mei Shi Cheng's operations could provide her with a steady stream of magical artifacts, high‑quality artifacts were limited in number.

In the past those artifacts might have sufficed for any situation, but the current circumstances were different, and this issue had already drawn Zhou Yi's attention.

After all, even top Human Race masters like Xiao Ling'er and Shan were lacking in spiritual treasures, a problem that clearly needed solving.

And the Dragon Race actively sought cooperation; who doesn't know the Dragon Race's abundant hoards?

Zhou Yi naturally would not miss this perfect opportunity.

Zhu Yin fell silent for a moment, his mind seeming to wage a fierce debate; on one hand they thought the deal was unequal, giving them a huge advantage.

Yet doubts rose in their heart—could this be a trap?

After all, nothing in the world comes without effort.

Nevertheless, weighing the situation, they urgently needed the golden merit light.

After inner struggle and weighing, they finally nodded in agreement.

Zhou Yi displayed a satisfied smile.

Seeing this, Zhu Yin said, "Then let Ao Yin take you back to the Boundless Four Seas. Once we settle face‑to‑face, you give me the merit, and I'll give you the spiritual treasure."

Hearing this, Ao Yin let out a sigh of relief.

Previously trapped between the two, he had been frantic with anxiety.

However, Zhou Yi waved his hand lightly, saying, "No need; with your flame, I can locate you."

The words made Zhu Yin pause; he was deep in the deepest part of the Boundless Four Seas, a place where the environment was extreme and even casting spells was extremely difficult.

How could a single flame lead anyone to him?

Yet what happened next shocked him even more.

Behind Zhou Yi a shining golden mountain rose, its slopes bearing all sorts of mysterious glowing characters.

Then a "Chase" character leapt from the script, a violet flame brushed it, and instantly the "Chase" turned into an arrow pointing far away.

"We'll meet again soon."

After saying this to Zhu Yin, Zhou Yi surged upward into the sky.

"Zhou Yi truly has some skill; I wonder how he will appear."

Zhu Yin watched the departing direction, speculating silently.

The answer revealed itself quickly.

Over the Boundless Four Seas, it was as if a deep‑water bomb had been dropped; a roar rang out as waves surged and sprayed everywhere.

Zhou Yi plunged swiftly beneath the sea, advancing steadily through the turbulent waters, the arrow still pointing toward the depths of the Boundless Four Seas.

Racing along the arrow's direction, within the Dragon Palace, two other dragons seemed awakened by some force, their eyes snapping open in astonishment.

"Bad, enemies are attacking!"

They shouted almost simultaneously, then flew straight toward Zhou Yi.

They instantly assumed their true forms, massive dragon bodies stretching like mountains before them, trying to stop him.

"Who are you? Stop right now!" they roared.

But Zhou Yi seemed to ignore their words, continuing onward.

He lightly extended his hand, as if without thought giving a flick.

The two massive dragon bodies were pushed aside, the sea water roiling from the force, forming a huge vortex.

The two dragons froze, hardly believing their eyes; they revealed their true forms to block with all strength, yet were pushed aside so easily.

How could that be?

They were about to cast spells again, trying to use the water to halt Zhou Yi's advance.

Yet Zhou Yi merely glanced at them, his gaze seemingly magical, freezing them instantly in place.

At that moment, a sigh came from the depths of the Boundless Four Seas—it was Zhu Yin's voice: "No need to block him; he's here to find me."

Hearing this, the two dragons reverted to human form, staring blankly at Zhou Yi's departing figure, suddenly recalling Ao Yin, who had been dispatched to the Human Race world, as if remembering an important clue.

"Is this the legendary Human Race Zhou Yi?"

The two exchanged glances, shock evident in their eyes. Meanwhile, Zhou Yi had already penetrated the Boundless Four Seas, his golden light shining like the sun, illuminating the dark underwater world.

Zhu Yin's massive body had long been waiting there; when it saw Zhou Yi, its heart also trembled.

It could feel Zhou Yi's overwhelming aura; even its own elder brother at the height of his power could not compare, let alone its current trapped self.

"Literary Saint? Indeed, the name fits perfectly." Chu Yin thought to himself.

Zhou Yi was also observing Chu Yin, especially the chains entwined around his body, the chains filled with heavy karmic force, almost enough to drown Chu Yin.

Chu Yin's gaze fell on the characters before Zhou Yi, his eyes revealing surprise and comprehension.

Even at the height of the Dragon Race's prosperity, the study of writing paled in comparison to the depth achieved by the Human Race.

At this moment, beholding these things created by the Human Race, Chu Yin felt a mixture of emotions, which finally turned into a sincere exclamation: "The Human Race truly possesses extraordinary means, and its strength is immeasurable."

"You overpraise me, senior; your magnanimity is equally admirable." Zhou Yi replied with a smile.