Claiming a Seat with Force
The huge, wordless stone tablet stands quietly in the very center of the square, its ancient and weathered aura inspiring awe in many onlookers.
This Creation Stone Tablet seems not to be an inanimate object, but rather to possess its own kind of wisdom, a feeling that inspires awe in those who behold it.
The Yuan Power Giant Eagle gradually slowed down and then hovered in mid-air not far from the Creation Martial Tablet.
A quick glance revealed that numerous forces had already established themselves around the Creation Martial Tablet.
The most conspicuous among them are the Four Great Clans located at the very front.
"Lin Langtian has arrived."
As Lin Langtian surveyed the scene, everyone present turned their gaze toward this top prodigy of the Great Yan Dynasty.
After all, there are only ten Inheritance Prayer Mat for this Creation Martial Tablet, and given Lin Langtian's strength, he is sure to be able to secure one.
With far more monks than porridge, each prayer mat was extremely precious, so not everyone was happy about Lin Langtian's arrival.
"A remarkable Martial Tablet. I never imagined that such a barren dynasty would possess such Ancient Sects's legacy," Spirit Aunt's voice rang out.
"Oh, Spirit Aunt, you've noticed the wonder of this Creation Martial Tablet?" Lin Langtian raised an eyebrow.
"There's nothing complicated about it. This Creation Martial Tablet truly contains a myriad of things. It seems that the Ancient Sects of yesteryear incorporated many martial arts techniques into it."
The so-called comprehension of martial arts is nothing more than communicating with the Martial Tablet to obtain the martial arts within it. However, obtaining martial arts of the Creation level or above may be quite difficult.
"In truth, it all depends on individual circumstances," Spirit Aunt said calmly.
"Based on my guess, this Creation Martial Tablet should be a quasi- Heavenly Spirit Treasure of this continent, far surpassing the Crimson Flame Roaring Heaven Spear in your hand."
"There might already be Monument Spirit within it. You'll get a seat later, so you can try to communicate with the Monument Spirit. You might get some benefits." Spirit Aunt said with her sharp eyes.
"The Monument Spirit ..." Lin Langtian murmured upon hearing this.
He knew that Spirit Treasure that reached the Earthly level or above would gradually develop some self-awareness and even cultivate themselves.
It's quite normal for the Creation Martial Tablet to develop Monument Spirit after being tempered by the primordial energy of heaven and earth for thousands of years in this Ancient Monument Space.
In the original timeline Lin Dong communicated with the Monument Spirit, thereby obtaining the Spirit Martial Skill ' Great Desolation Sky Imprisoning Finger ' and other benefits.
If Lin Langtian wants to obtain martial arts of the Creation level or above, he will inevitably need to communicate with the Monument Spirit.
Thinking this, Lin Langtian slowly walked to the front of the stone tablet, to the territory of the Lin Clan.
His tall, slender figure walked slowly across the square. Although he didn't say a word, everyone present could still feel his subtle arrogance.
Although the reborn Lin Langtian was not as sharp and outspoken as the original, his inherent arrogance was not only preserved intact, but also became even more profound.
Therefore, under that figure, many so-called young talents here appeared dull and lackluster.
The most brilliant genius of the Lin Clan, whose brilliance was known to everyone in the entire Great Yan Dynasty and several neighboring dynasties.
The Lin Clan, including Lin Luo, sensed the change behind them as they turned around. Looking at Lin Langtian, whose bright moon shone among the stars, they nodded with joy on their aged faces.
Although it's unclear why, Lin Langtian's aura seems to have grown much stronger in just one day.
But what comforted them was that the Lin Clan had indeed produced an extraordinary prodigy this time.
Our ancestors are watching over our family.
Amidst the awe, apprehension, and envy of the crowd, Lin Langtian soon arrived at the location of the Lin Clan.
After briefly greeting Elder Lin Luo and Lin Luo Lin Ke'er, Lin Langtian lost interest in continuing the conversation and simply sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and waited for the Creation Martial Tablet to open.
Lin Luo and the others naturally complied with Lin Langtian's wishes, remaining silent and waiting quietly.
As more and more people gathered in the square, a ray of sunlight shone down from the sky and illuminated the enormous Creation Martial Tablet below.
During this time, Lin Langtian, who was resting with his eyes closed, also heard Lin Dong's name in his ears.
After all, Lin Dong had ventured into the Great Desolation Commandery and defeated Wang Yan of the Wang Clan. Although his fame was far less than that of Lin Langtian, he was still somewhat well-known.
However, even though he learned that Lin Dong was there, Lin Langtian did not immediately go to find him.
With so many people talking at the moment, it's not a good opportunity to break the seal on the Devouring Ancestral Symbol. Let's wait for a better time.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, light shone down, like a pillar of light, connecting the Creation Martial Tablet and the sky.
Then, melodious sounds, like the gentle chimes of an ancient bell, emanated from the Creation Martial Tablet, resonating throughout the world and bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.
Upon seeing the commotion surrounding the Creation Martial Tablet, the plaza immediately erupted in excitement. Countless gazes, burning with fervor and greed, were fixed intently on the gleaming Creation Martial Tablet.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, ten beams of light suddenly shot out from the Creation Martial Tablet and landed on the stone platform in front, condensing into the shape of an ancient futon.
When the ten ancient prayer cushions appeared, the originally noisy square did not erupt in the expected riots; instead, it became eerily quiet.
A crimson hue slowly crept into everyone's eyes. They knew that the locations represented by these ten ancient prayer cushions were their target!
These are the Ten Seats of the Creation Martial Tablet!
Lin Langtian slowly opened his eyes, his gaze burning as he stared at the ten ancient futons. He was extremely excited about the gift from the Creation Martial Tablet.
The prayer mat materialized, but the square remained unusually quiet, with no forces or powerful figures making a move.
Because everyone knows that without sufficient strength, the futon is a killing formation that can bring about one's own death!
This silence did not last long. Just a few minutes later, under the watchful eyes of countless people, the tall, slender figure who had been sitting quietly at the forefront of the Lin Clan slowly rose to his feet.
Yuan energy gathered beneath his feet, but Lin Langtian's expression remained extremely calm. He then stepped into the air and walked towards the stone platform, finally sitting down cross-legged on the first futon.
"I, Lin Langtian, will take this first meditation cushion. Does anyone have any objections?"
As Lin Langtian's calm voice fell, the entire room fell silent.
Many powerful figures exchanged glances as they gazed at that figure, but in the end, none of them dared to rashly utter a word.
They knew that the person, whether in terms of his own strength or the influence behind him, was capable of sitting there without any hindrance.
Because he is Lin Langtian of the Lin Clan.