Because, Gaoliang felt that the energy field around him had changed—clearly, a remarkable person had appeared here. Who? Who could it be? I must open my eyes! Just as he was about to open them, Ying'er's eyes filled with disappointment. With tears in her eyes, she whispered to Gaoliang, "Master! Ying'er truly can no longer accompany you. From now on, the journey ahead will have to be yours alone!" As Gaoliang was nearly opening his eyes, a deep, resonant voice suddenly declared, "You have violated the celestial laws! You must return to the Heavens to face judgment. If you do not return promptly, the Emperor will dispatch ten thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to capture and bring you in! Make your own way now!" Gaoliang recognized the voice as that of the Golden-Light Messenger. Indeed, Ying'er had once unintentionally taught him to distinguish voices from different individuals, among whom one voice was especially powerful and resonant, capable of carrying over ten miles—though, after all, the Golden-Light Messenger, as the Emperor's envoy, could transmit messages over a hundred miles, even thousands of miles. "Hmph! Gao Liang! Gao Liang! You're merely a mortal, yet you dream of becoming a god! This time, I'll send waves of golden light from the Heavenly Palace to open your eyes! As soon as your eyes open—hahahaha!—you'll be done for!" The Golden Light Messenger smiled with a strange, eerie grace. Ying was under the Messenger's control, for Ying simply wasn't strong enough to match him. She was only anxious, mentally calling out to Gao Liang over and over again, a thousand times, ten thousand times: "Master! Don't open your eyes! Just make it through this trial, and you'll be fine! Truly! This seemingly simple cultivation path is actually the most difficult. Everything you've been cultivating comes down to this very test. Just hold on!" Since Ying was controlled by the Golden Light Messenger, she couldn't use her brainwaves to communicate with Gao Liang. As for Gao Liang himself? After the golden messenger smiled mysteriously, a stream of ten thousand golden beams shot directly into High Bright's eyes. He immediately felt his entire body enveloped by a powerful, enveloping qi—so strong that he longed to open his eyes and see what kind of qi it was. Before him, a breathtaking scene unfolded, like a vivid slide show: bright, vibrant, and lively landscapes captivated him. The sunrise, the sea, the sandy beaches—no, even the women, the true goddesses, not just like Ying'er, but truly divine, as beautiful as Ying'er herself. Indeed, among the twelve beautiful women, Ying'er was the most radiant, the most brilliant, the most vibrant—how stunning! A true masterpiece of the celestial realm! And they were now gently pointing at him, smiling with grace and charm. No! I must open my eyes! I must open my eyes! High Bright's consciousness refused to obey. Meanwhile, the golden messenger watched him with a mysterious expression: "Kid! You want to become a god! What a miracle! Just look at your determination—how ordinary you seem!" As Highuang was about to open his eyes, he suddenly felt the water red dragon pearl and the energy dragon pearl rushing outward—no good, the energy he had trained over time couldn’t escape. If he didn’t concentrate and control them now, it would be very dangerous. His entire attention was focused on channeling his spiritual energy, managing the three powerful streams within his body. “Come out! We want to come out!” The three dragon pearls suddenly spoke. “Why? Why don’t you want to stay inside me?” Highuang communicated with them through his brainwave consciousness. “Your spiritual energy is weak! You can’t control us!” The three dragon pearls spoke in unison. “Spiritual cultivation begins with cultivating the heart! Yet, your heart still holds to ordinary, mortal desires. We are naturally superior, high-level energies from nature. If you can’t purify your heart, we will never be under your control!” The words of the three dragon pearls unexpectedly startled Highuang awake. Indeed, why couldn’t he overcome his desires—those of the eyes, of the body, and of his own pride in this very life? No, at any time, whatever I promise Ying'er, I will see it through. I must overcome myself, in pursuit of my path to divinity. I must eliminate every distraction! I must remain focused, no matter what happens. At this moment, the Golden Light Messenger and Ying'er have placed a bet. Golden Light Messenger: "Hah! Hah! Truly unexpected—how you managed to awaken this young man to the path of divinity! I can confidently say he's not made for divinity. He's simply not up to the task!" Ying'er carefully observes Gao Liang, noticing his awkward, embarrassed smile—his gushing, almost dazed smile: "Wow! Beautiful! Beautiful! I'm here! I'm here to catch you!" Her eyes are about to open. Yet, Ying'er is a determined person. She turns to the Golden Light Messenger and says: "I firmly believe that Gao Liang will be able to withstand every alluring temptation!" By implication, she means that Gao Liang will triumph over the carefully crafted illusions the Golden Light Messenger has woven. The Golden Light Messenger laughs heartily, confident that his next move will finally open Ying'er's eyes. The Golden Light "Ying'er wasn't ready to give in, immediately responding, "What then if you lose?" "If I lose, you'll continue guiding him toward divinity! But we must speed things up—otherwise, I won't be able to report back to the Heavenly Emperor!" Ying'er was genuinely surprised by the generous terms the Golden Light Messenger had offered, and immediately agreed. "Remember! If you lose, you'll have to stay in the Heavens forever, serving the Heavenly Emperor at his side—forever saying goodbye to this mortal boy who can't achieve enlightenment!" The Golden Light Messenger's reminder sent Ying'er once again into a state of confusion. Watching Gao Liang's somewhat dazed expression, Ying'er felt a complex mix of emotions, unsure of what lay ahead for Gao Liang. In her heart, she whispered, "Gao Liang! The moment has come to test us! You must rise to the occasion! Don't open your eyes! Don't! Especially in the final three minutes! As long as you hold on, we'll win!" "You've lost! He opened his eyes!" the Golden Light Messenger beamed with pride, "Return to the Heavens—he'll never achieve enlightenment!" "Ying'er wept bitterly." "Ha ha ha! He'll be consumed by flames right away!" The Golden Light Messenger burst into laughter. "Consumed by flames? No! Not possible!" Ying'er charged forward without hesitation, rushing toward Gao Liang, who had just opened his eyes—she would die beside her master if she had to. "Absolutely hopeless! For the sake of a mere mortal, you've even sacrificed your own life! Is that worth it?" The Golden Light Messenger's words reached Ying'er's ears, yet she remained resolute, saying only, "No matter what, he is my master. Though this true trial has not yet passed, in my heart, he will always remain my master—always the finest. I will die for him!" "Ah! Don't blame me for being cold-hearted! Anyone who betrays the Celestial Court must die! Consumed by flames is already the mildest punishment! The most severe? Being torn apart by five horses—slowly, painfully, until they die alive!" "The Golden Light Messenger sighed, fully expecting a tragic scene to unfold. Yet, after waiting for no less than three minutes, there was not a single movement. 'You! You! Why? Why? Can even the Heavenly Court's judgment fail? No! Never! Absolutely never!' Seeing Ying'er holding high-light's hand, with Ying'er eyes closed, patiently awaiting the 'scorching flames of fire,' the Golden Light Messenger was filled with astonishment."