As Garfield once said, even with Franklin's power, the life-saving ability of the Bright Crown could only be used once a day.

He Yi Ming hadn't taken it to heart initially, but only after entering that wondrous space using the method he had comprehended did he fully believe those words.

Once inside, He Yi Ming felt his strength draining away at a terrifying speed, and the rate only accelerated. The longer he lingered there, the more power was consumed.

He Yi Ming didn't notice at first; he was entirely consumed by curiosity about this magical sanctuary space that could only hold one person. However, he soon realized something was wrong—the drain on his power was growing exponentially. If he delayed any longer, he feared he wouldn't even have the strength left to leave.

Although He Yi Ming didn't know if such a complete power loss would result in instant death, he dared not take the risk. If he truly lost the power to tear open space, even if he survived, being eternally trapped in that cramped, desolate place would be a torment a hundred times worse than death.

Thus, he made an immediate decision, summoning every ounce of his strength to blast the space open and depart.

However, even though he finally managed to escape, the sheer magnitude of the power expended from the moment of entry was indescribable.

He Yi Ming took a deep breath; he finally understood. This ability wasn't meant for masters of the Human Dao realm but was prepared for those of the Divine Dao.

Only those in the Divine Dao could command the might of heaven and earth, and only they could absorb True Qi from the world's power at a rate that could match the drain within the Crown Space.

Of course, this was merely He Yi Ming's conjecture; whether it was true or not would only be known once he advanced to the Divine Dao.

"How did you manage it?"

The voice of One Hundred and Eight sounded abruptly, his jewel-like eyes gleaming brightly.

He Yi Ming chuckled wryly. He noticed that after years of companionship, One Hundred and Eight was becoming increasingly human-like. At the very least, his curiosity was vastly more vigorous than before. If this had happened years ago when they first met, he certainly wouldn't have bothered to inquire.

Glancing around, he also saw the same questioning look in the eyes of the three top-tier Sacred Beasts of varying sizes.

He gently patted his arm. "Franklin's Bright Crown contains a miraculous sanctuary; one can temporarily enter it by utilizing its light power," he explained. He paused, a lingering tremor in his voice. "But the power consumed within is far too rapid. If my estimation is correct, one must possess power at least reaching the Ninth Heaven of the pinnacle Human Dao realm to utilize this ability."

One Hundred and Eight fell silent for a moment. "You once said that spatial power belongs to the domain of the Divine Dao."

He Yi Ming nodded solemnly, affirming, "Spatial power is indeed the power of the Divine Dao, which is why I suspect..." With a flick of his wrist, he retrieved the Bright Crown from within the Five Elements Ring: "This thing is very likely a Divine Artifact as well."

Upon hearing the term Divine Artifact, even the massive Dragon Snake's eyes lit up slightly.

However, its body was too vast. After studying the crown for a long time, it estimated that the object could never possibly fit on its head, causing the Dragon Snake's eyes to dim eventually. Furthermore, Lord Dragon Snake knew that although it possessed boundless innate might, it lacked the special ability to Light-Infuse Divine Weapons. Even if a Divine Artifact were placed in its grasp, it would amount to little more than appreciation.

No matter how excellent an item, if it cannot be used by oneself, it is utterly useless to that entity.

On the two powerful Human Dao peaks from the West, both the Dark Chain and the Staff of Light were imitations of Divine Artifacts. Yet, the Bright Crown, the foremost treasure of the Divine Hall, was fundamentally different from these fakes. If not for the absence of any sensation of powerful sentient life force, and the fact that the object couldn't change its size, He Yi Ming would have been certain it was a genuine Divine Artifact.

But the mere possession of an object with its own spatial dimension, capable of sheltering a living person, proved its extraordinariness.

He Yi Ming pulled out a belt, also taken from Franklin, and channeled True Qi into it, instantly opening the special space within. This space held a considerable number of treasures, by no means inferior to the spatial rings Franklin usually carried.

However, for He Yi Ming at this moment, only two items within caught his eye.

Reaching into the space, He Yi Ming retrieved six white, spherical beads. The moment White Horse Lightning saw these beads, its eyes lit up.

Franklin hadn't lied; the Pope indeed possessed six Thunder Punishers. While He Yi Ming didn't know why Eastern Divine Artifacts had ended up in the West, now that they were recovered, he wasn't inclined to investigate the reasons.

He placed the six Thunder Punishers flat before White Horse Lightning. The horse blinked its beautiful large eyes and nudged its head affectionately against He Yi Ming's body—this was its unique way of expressing gratitude.

Gently stroking the horse's neck, He Yi Ming stepped back several paces.

The commotion White Horse Lightning caused when Light-Infusing a Divine Weapon was considerable, and the surrounding lightning flashes were erratic; one could easily be caught in the crossfire. He Yi Ming certainly didn't want to suffer collateral damage.

A faint spark shot out from the horse's single horn, accompanied by a subtle "crackling" sound in the air. A purple, silver-tinged electric current, like a rope of lightning, snaked down towards the six Thunder Punishers on the ground.

He Yi Ming’s eyes brightened slightly. Following the large-scale lightning control demonstrated at the Divine Hall, the White Horse's mastery over lightning had undoubtedly reached a new level. Under its control, this lightning power achieved true mastery. Perhaps its inherent might hadn't increased much, but in this most crucial area of control, it had advanced significantly.

He was certain that if the White Horse were to release the Thunder Punishers again and summon the power of heaven and earth to form that sky-enveloping thunderstorm layer, it would perform the task faster, better, and with greater destructive force.

The electric current flickered incessantly, and in just a moment, it tightly bound the six Thunder Punishers together.

Under the envious gaze of the others, the color of these Thunder Punishers began to change. The original white gradually deepened, finally transforming into a purplish-gold filled with lightning energy.

At that instant, He Yi Ming vaguely perceived an image of a similar Thunder Punisher flickering atop the White Horse's horn.

Although White Horse Lightning was already a top-tier Sacred Beast, the lightning energy contained within its body could never fully replenish the six Thunder Punishers, whose power had been entirely expended. Yet, at this moment, it had not only completed the task but also appeared to be doing so with ease.

This was all thanks to the fourteen Thunder Punishers within its body. With these Divine Artifacts, the White Horse could not only invoke localized forces of heaven and earth but also achieve a longevity of electrical power that others could scarcely imagine.

He Yi Ming nodded slightly. Top-tier Sacred Beasts were fundamentally different from humans. Their constitutions far surpassed those of humans, and the White Horse Lightning possessed the bloodline of a Divine Beast, elevating its physique to an even more terrifying level.

If not for this, it would not have succeeded in Light-Infusing a Divine Artifact while still in the Sacred Beast realm.

Of course, what the White Horse had Light-Infused was not an entire set of Divine Artifacts. If it had tried to Light-Infuse a full set, the outcome might not have been a favorable one.

The six purplish-gold Thunder Punishers entered the White Horse's horn one by one. It reared its head, letting out a proud, soaring neigh that carried a hint of sovereign majesty.

Treasure Pig bounded over, scrambling onto the White Horse's head and refusing to let go of its horn. The Dragon Snake let out a terrifying, low roar, though the sound seemed to be one of joyous celebration.

He Yi Ming shook his head, ignoring the top-tier Sacred Beasts for the moment, and took out the other item from the belt.

It was a jade disc, identical in appearance and material to the jade disc He Yi Ming had acquired in the Realm of Life and Death. However, the functions of these two discs were vastly different.

One could monitor everything within a hundred-mile radius—an ability strikingly similar to the legendary Divine Dao Heavenly Eye. He Yi Ming had once felt a similar, god-like sensation while in the ten-thousand-foot-deep volcanic crater, borrowing the spiritual Fire Divine Power that blanketed the area and the infinite Light Divine Power from the Bright Crown.

Of course, this feeling was only achievable under such specific circumstances; once away from the crater and without the Bright Crown, one would revert to their original state, falling back from that lofty, divine realm.

The other jade disc was even more bizarre: it possessed the power of concealment. Once this supreme ability, akin to a distortion spell, was unleashed, even if the user stood directly before you, you would never easily detect them.

During the battle against Franklin, if Treasure Pig hadn't possessed an innate, powerful sensory ability for treasures that constantly located the Pope, He Yi Ming would certainly have been plagued by splitting headaches.

At this moment, He Yi Ming overlapped the two seemingly identical jade discs. Instantly, a brilliant gleam shone from the juncture where they met, and they merged into a seamless jade cymbal.

Rotating it gently, He Yi Ming was astonished to find powerful, circulating energy within. This power was arcane and mysterious, resonating subtly with his own Light and Dark Harmony.

He Yi Ming vaguely concluded that this object must be a Divine Dao Treasure from the Western world, yet for some reason, half of it had drifted into the Eastern world.

Just as six Thunder Punishers, Eastern Divine Artifacts, had fallen into the hands of a Western powerhouse, Divine Dao Treasures of the West also circulated to other regions over the long passage of time.

His own luck, however, was clearly excellent; assembling a complete set of Divine Dao Treasures was a fortune not everyone could possess.