Ling Qingzhu Blocks the Way

At that moment, streams of Nirvana aura continuously surged from the Nirvana Heart Lin Xuan had swallowed, gradually being absorbed into his body.

"Buzz!"

As Lin Xuan absorbed the vast and majestic Nirvana aura from the Nirvana Heart, threads of brilliant golden light began to ripple across his body.

Inside the Stone Hall, Ling Qingzhu watched the faintly impure golden light, carrying a touch of ethereal clarity, shimmer over Lin Xuan's exposed hand. A strange glint flashed through her eyes.

Ling Qingzhu could sense that Lin Xuan's constitution seemed somewhat unusual, which made his Nirvana Golden Body different from others as well.

Watching Lin Xuan's aura gradually enter the Nirvana Realm, the Tomb Master could not help but sigh. He turned to look at the hesitant Lin Dong below and said softly.

"Alright, it will be over once he passes the two tribulations. As for you, little fellow, you picked up quite a bargain for nothing."

"Hehe!"

Lin Dong scratched his head and gave an embarrassed laugh. Ling Qingzhu merely snorted coldly from the side without speaking.

Looking at this lucky youngster before him, the Tomb Master smiled and pointed at Lin Dong. A streak of light entered Lin Dong's body as he spoke.

"This Heavenly Halberd Art—do not disgrace it. That grand formation is about to break as well. This remnant soul of mine is useless if left behind, so I shall lend you a hand!"

After speaking, the Tomb Master pointed again, and another ray of light entered Lin Dong's body. The next moment, Lin Dong felt a vast energy appear within him.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Lin Dong bowed to the Tomb Master. But when he raised his head, he saw that the Tomb Master's figure had already vanished.

Seeing this, Lin Dong froze for a moment. He said nothing, only bowing once more toward where the Tomb Master had been.

"Hmm?"

Ling Qingzhu gave a startled sound and turned to look at the tightly shut Bronze Gate. In the next instant, the Bronze Gate exploded with a bang under her gaze.

"Hmph!"

Ling Qingzhu gave a soft snort and waved her slender hand. A ribbon of Origin Power swept out, gathering the countless fragments and piling them where the stone coffins scattered across the ground had been placed.

As the Bronze Gate exploded, several figures darted into the Stone Hall as swiftly as lightning.

The moment Lin Langtian entered, his gaze first lingered on Ling Qingzhu before he glanced at the unfamiliar Lin Dong. Only then did he turn his attention to Lin Xuan.

Looking at Lin Xuan, who had fully entered a state of secluded cultivation, Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes slightly. A faint killing intent seeped from his body.

Lin Xuan—this name, which had never achieved much fame within the Lin Clan—had nevertheless left Lin Langtian nearly unable to breathe under its pressure.

In Lin Langtian's eyes, what did Lin Xuan have? Wasn't it merely because he was the Clan Leader's son, because he enjoyed the finest resources in the entire clan, that he possessed his current strength?

What had he done for the clan? What right did he have to become the Young Clan Leader directly?

From the very beginning, Lin Langtian had regarded the position of Young Clan Leader as his own. That was why he had joined the clan's Enforcement Team, becoming its captain and doing so much for the clan.

Yet in the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan had stolen the position of Young Clan Leader that should have been his!

But now, there was an excellent opportunity. As long as Lin Xuan died, he, Lin Langtian, would become the strongest genius in the clan. Then the position of Young Clan Leader would be his!

At that thought, Lin Langtian's killing intent continued to rise, while Origin Power began gathering in his hands.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a cyan longsword barred Lin Langtian's path. The icy sword intent emanating from it made his heart jolt.

Ling Qingzhu held the longsword in her hand. Beneath her dark brows, her clear eyes stared coldly at Lin Langtian. Her vermilion lips parted beneath the thin veil as she spoke.

"Young Master Lin Langtian, Qingzhu advises you to put away any thoughts you should not be having. Otherwise, Qingzhu's sword may not be as easy to reason with as Qingzhu herself."

As Lin Langtian looked at Ling Qingzhu's cold, emotionless gaze, a trace of jealousy, even resentment, flashed through his eyes.

Why? Why was everyone closer to Lin Xuan? He, Lin Langtian, had done so much...

"Mu Shi, if we join forces, can we defeat her?"

"The Azure Lotus beneath her feet is incredibly powerful. Even if you and I join hands, we cannot break through it!"

Mu Shi's response made Lin Langtian's expression turn rather ugly. After staring at Ling Qingzhu for a moment, he had no choice but to withdraw his Origin Power.

The next moment, Lin Langtian abruptly turned his head and fixed his gaze on Lin Dong, who was watching him intently from the side. Seeing the look in Lin Dong's eyes, Lin Langtian let out a cold snort, and a wave of imposing pressure swept toward Lin Dong.

"Hmph!"

Under Lin Langtian's domineering pressure, Lin Dong gave a muffled groan and involuntarily staggered several steps back.

Wang Yan and Qin Shi glanced over but did not interfere. However, when their gazes landed on Lin Xuan, traces of regret and shock flashed through their eyes.

There was no need to ask. Wang Yan and Qin Shi both knew that Lin Xuan had actually seized the Nirvana Heart, and even Ling Qingzhu had been unable to defeat him.

What a monster!

Still, Wang Yan and Qin Shi could only accept it helplessly. Qin Shi was better off, since he had never held much hope to begin with.

As for Wang Yan, though he was deeply unwilling, he did not dare stroke Lin Xuan's tiger—no, dragon—whiskers. Otherwise, Lin Xuan really might split him in two with a single sword strike. Of that, Wang Yan had no doubt.

After casting Lin Dong a cold glance, Lin Langtian prepared to teach this fellow, who had actually dared offend him, a lesson and vent the frustration in his heart.

But just as Lin Langtian was about to act, a large group of people surged in from outside the hall. At the forefront were Wang Pan and the others from the Wang Clan.

The moment Wang Pan entered, he immediately noticed Lin Dong standing there. After sweeping his gaze around the hall, a cold sneer appeared in his eyes.

Lin Dong's heart gave a slight jolt. Watching Wang Pan walk toward Wang Yan, his heart sank as well. He did not think Lin Langtian would take his side.

Just as Lin Dong was thinking of leaving as soon as possible, Wang Yan's gaze had already fallen upon him. With a faint smile, Wang Yan turned toward Lin Langtian.

"Brother Langtian!"