Little Marten: Lin Langtian is All Name, No Substance

The death of a Qi Creation Realm expert had caused an enormous shock. After all, in Heavenly Capital County, Qi Creation Realm experts were already considered the very strongest.

Lin Xuan—a name these experts had privately dubbed the number one genius of the Great Yan Dynasty—was like an invisible mountain weighing upon everyone's hearts.

Although Lin Xuan had returned to his tent after killing that Qi Creation Realm expert with a single sword strike and had not shown himself again, the other groups had all tacitly put some distance between themselves and the Lin Clan's party, displaying their reverence in their own way.

Even the Wang Clan, which had lost a Qi Creation Realm expert, did not dare utter a single word of protest. They could only meekly surrender the best campsite at the center.

Amid this calm yet somewhat stifling atmosphere, the second day finally arrived.

The following morning, as dawn descended over the campsite, it brought a restrained excitement and fervor with it. Many people turned their gazes toward the flat-topped mountain not far away.

Clearly, many knew that today was the day the Four Great Clans had agreed upon to join forces and break the seal.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged atop a large bluestone, his eyes lightly closed as he quietly regulated his breathing, allowing the breeze weaving through the forest to stir his robes.

In contrast to Lin Xuan's calm leisure, the other experts nearby would occasionally turn to look at the white-robed figure seated on the bluestone, traces of reverence flashing through their eyes.

As they waited in silence, time gradually reached noon. The atmosphere throughout the camp grew heated along with the steadily rising temperature.

At midday, beneath the blazing sun, when the weather was at its hottest, the scorching heat did nothing to dampen these adventurers' enthusiasm. Instead, it ignited the fervor and desire deep within their hearts even further.

Because the man who had been seated cross-legged on the bluestone—the man who seemed like a god descending upon the world—had suddenly moved.

Under countless overt and covert gazes, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes and rose to his full height. Then he lifted his head to gaze into the distance. Within his senses, four formidable auras were rapidly approaching.

And behind those four auras was another presence that even Lin Xuan had to take seriously!

"They're here," Lin Xuan said softly.

Lin Ke'er, Lin Dong, and the others beside him raised their heads as well, yet there was nothing at all in the azure, cloudless expanse of sky.

However, shortly afterward, Lin Dong and Lin Ke'er's pupils shrank at the same time. They had both sensed that the Origin Power between heaven and earth was beginning to churn.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a piercing rush of wind rang in everyone's ears. Immediately afterward, a streak of red light tore through the northern sky and shot toward them.

The red light resembled a meteor streaking through the heavens, even stirring the Origin Power between heaven and earth. Its arrival was nothing short of spectacular.

As that crimson streak rapidly drew closer, it immediately caught the attention of countless people in the camp, and astonished gazes shot toward it.

Screech!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the red streak steadily grew larger. Only when it drew near did everyone discover in astonishment that it was a majestic giant eagle entirely crimson red in color.

As the divine eagle beat its wings, faint sounds of wind and thunder accompanied its movements. When it slowly came to a halt in the air, countless gazes immediately locked onto the figure standing upon the Scarlet Giant Eagle's back.

Dressed in green robes, he stood with his hands behind his back. The breeze fluttered his sleeves, and every movement radiated arrogance. He did not even lower his gaze to look at those below.

Yet after seeing the figure in green, many people in the camp below instinctively shifted their eyes to the plain, utterly unremarkable white-robed figure. For some reason, compared to that man in green, they instead found Lin Xuan far more outstanding.

The flamboyant, arrogant bearing of the man in green was like a fierce beast baring its fangs and flaunting its might. It might inspire awe, but that awe stemmed more from his status and strength.

In the end, what they feared was not Lin Langtian himself, but the First Genius of the Lin Clan—Lin Langtian, who had risen to prominence while enjoying such abundant resources.

But when facing Lin Xuan, they would instinctively disregard his origins. Because this man alone, this figure who seemed like an immortal god walking among mortals, was worthy of their reverence.

Just like now, even though Lin Xuan was not releasing the slightest trace of aura, anyone who had seen and remembered him could not help but turn to look at him.

More than fear, they felt admiration. It was the same kind of pride, yet when facing Lin Xuan, they felt no dissatisfaction at all. For even if they stood together, they knew perfectly well that he was not someone from the same world as them.

However, when facing the young man in green, many people frowned slightly.

At that moment, Lin Dong, standing among the Lin Clan's group, learned the identity of the man before him from Lin Ke'er, Lin Xue, and the others. His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at that exceptionally handsome figure.

"Lin Langtian!"

Ever since he had begun cultivating, this name had been carved into his heart. It was the goal he had always striven to chase!

"That eagle beneath his feet..."

When Lin Dong shifted his gaze from Lin Langtian to the crimson giant eagle beneath him, his pupils suddenly contracted. He sensed that something was off—this eagle did not seem entirely real.

"It was condensed from his Origin Power. But under the influence of his Origin Power, the giant eagle is not only lifelike, it also carries a trace of eagle-like essence. It has barely stepped into the Qi Creation Realm. And his comprehension is terribly lacking; otherwise, its aura would certainly be far stronger."

At that moment, Little Marten's voice slowly sounded in Lin Dong's heart.

"Leaving aside that freak from your Lin Clan, even you, at the same realm as him, would create something with far greater presence than that. It seems the title of First Genius of your Lin Clan is somewhat undeserved!"

"Little Marten, are you serious?"

Little Marten's words stirred Lin Dong's heart slightly, and he could not help asking in return, causing Little Marten to roll his eyes.

"Why would Marten Lord lie to you? With his grasp of the intent of Qi Creation, he wouldn't count as a genius even in some backwater corner. Yet with talent far inferior to yours, he actually reached the Qi Creation Realm. Tsk, tsk... Looks like there's something strange about him too!"