He watched quietly for a moment, then slowly shook his head, his tone calm and even. "This token is of no use or benefit to me. Keeping it would only leave it gathering dust. But it is an ancient secret treasure, an extraordinary opportunity. How could I simply hand it over?"
"If you want it, withstand one attack from me. I will strike once with my palm. If you can receive it steadily without retreating half a step or damaging your origin, you will have proven that you possess the foundation and qualifications to claim this opportunity. Then I will give you this Return to the Ruins Token."
Lin Feng's expression grew solemn. He cupped his fists and bowed, respectful yet resolute. "I am willing to try! Please strike, Senior."
The Profound Heaven City Lord nodded slightly, a faint glimmer of approval passing through his eyes.
He did not rise, remaining seated behind his desk as he raised his hand and gently struck with his palm.
The strike looked utterly ordinary, plain and simple. There was no earth-shaking might, no dazzling spiritual radiance, no raging gust of force. It drifted lightly and slowly, like a mortal's casual blow. Yet the power within it was profound heaven origin power, condensed to its utmost limit, pure and immense. It gathered the accumulated Dao resonance of his tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation and the principles of a God Sovereign. Seemingly gentle, it was actually as heavy as a mountain, capable of suppressing all arts.
The palm's force arrived in an instant, crushing down and enveloping every inch of space around Lin Feng. There was nowhere to dodge, nowhere to retreat.
Lin Feng dared not relax in the slightest. His mind instantly became one, and the Chaos Origin Scripture circulated at