Last Sect Master of Great Desolate Sect

"It's not very good. I've booked the whole place; no one is allowed to stay."

Lin Dong glanced at Mu Qianqian and said casually.

"You..."

The charming smile on Mu Qianqian's fair face froze instantly.

"Hmph, what an oblivious guy. Let's go."

The woman in the black dress took a deep breath, gave Lin Dong a resentful glare, and then led the group of powerful members of the Great Demon Sect away from the area.

Mu Qianqian vividly remembered the scene where Lin Dong transformed into Ancient Dragon Ape on the Great Desolation Ancient Plain and suppressed the entire Yin Puppet Sect with a flick of his hand. The Great Demon Sect's team did not have Half-step Creation Stage expert to suppress them, and their strength was not even as good as the Yin Puppet Sect.

Therefore, Mu Qianqian, being a clever woman, wouldn't be foolish enough to take the initiative to attack Lin Dong. She originally intended to use her Inner Charm Body to seduce Lin Dong so that she could continue to get a share of the profits from the Talisman Puppet Nest, but who would have thought that Lin Dong would be so ruthless.

"Foolish woman, you actually think you are more important than the Eight Great Ancestral Symbols of heaven and earth."

A flippant voice rang out, and the Little Marten reappeared, looking like a seasoned lover, and looked at the beautiful woman's back with an air of contempt.

"Stop joking, young virgin. There seems to be another Advanced Talisman Puppet over there that hasn't been damaged yet. Let's go take a look."

Lin Dong withdrew his gaze and leaped directly into the black hole.

"Hey, what did you say? Who are you calling a virgin?!"

The Little Marten's expression changed, and it shouted angrily.

On the inner wall of the black hole, amidst the densely packed caves, a black Talisman Puppet with a rather appealing appearance stood out among the many severed limbs.

"Here, the Advanced Talisman Puppet, comparable to those of Creation Stage expert, are mine."

The Black Clothed Youth nimbly slipped into the cave, placing his palm on the forehead of the Advanced Talisman Puppet. The Mental Energy within his Niwan Palace flowed continuously into the puppet's brow through his arm.

"Buzz!"

As the light rapidly shifted, a mysterious and complex Spiritual Imprint flashed briefly on the brow of the Advanced Talisman Puppet.

"The fluctuations of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol are below; it should be underground."

Putting away the Advanced Talisman Puppet, the Black Clothed Youth leaped down once more.

The wind whistled past Lin Dong's ears as he rapidly descended through the dimly lit Talisman Puppet Nest. One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After descending for a full half hour, Lin Dong's feet finally touched the ground again, and an enormous Black Altar immediately came into view.

The massive altar had an extremely cold black luster, as if it were cast from refined iron. Many stone pillars surrounded the altar, and in the very center stood an exceptionally large black pillar.

At the top of the Black Stone Pillar, an Ancient Rune Array slowly operates, extending bright beams of light outward to connect with the surrounding stone pillars, seemingly suppressing or enshrining something.

When Lin Dong looked at the empty top of the Black Stone Pillar, the Life Spirit Talisman in his Niwan Palace began to pulsate violently again, as there was an aura that filled him with awe.

Lin Dong. It wasn't because he hadn't found the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, but because he suddenly remembered a problem. He had killed all the Yin Puppet Sect members outside, so who would tell him that the Devouring Ancestral Symbol had been taken away by the Yin Puppet Sect Master Teng Sha?

Damn it! As the saying goes, killing is fun for a moment, Ancestral Symbol is nowhere to be found!

He vowed that he would control himself when he killed someone in the future.

"How could it be empty? Could it be that the Devouring Ancestral Symbol was taken away beforehand? Who did it?!"

The Little Marten stared at the empty top of the stone pillar with a grim expression.

Things seem to have spiraled out of their control. Could it be that the intelligence was wrong? And how do we explain the unusual activity of Lin Dong's Life Spirit Talisman?

"What's the panic?"

Lin Dong glanced at the Little Marten indifferently, then leaped to the top of the Black Stone Pillar. After Sense Stage for a moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed at a point in the void.

"This aura... it's vaguely familiar. That's right, it seems to be the remnant of Mental Energy left behind by the Yin Puppet Great Method. Could it be that the Devouring Ancestral Symbol was taken away by a powerful member of the Yin Puppet Sect?"

Lin Dong suddenly opened his eyes, and his clenched hands opened.

"People from the Yin Puppet Sect? That makes sense. The Great Desolation Ancient Tablet opens only once every three years. It's hard to guarantee that the person who came in last time didn't discover this place and secretly take away the Ancestral Symbol. I just don't know if that person has already refined the Devouring Ancestral Symbol."

"Logically speaking, the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, as one of the Eight Great Ancestral Symbols in the world, is not so easy to refine. No, even if it has been refined, we can still snatch it back."

The Little Marten's anxious expression vanished, and it began to analyze the situation carefully.

"Damn it, at least we've finally made it work."

Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief, then said in a serious tone, "Come with me, I have other discoveries."

"This Black Stone Pillar can activate my Life Spirit Talisman; there must be something strange about it."

Lin Dong had landed back on the ground, stretched out his palm. With a thought, a Life Spirit Talisman from his Niwan Palace flowed into his right palm, and he placed his palm on the Black Stone Pillar in the center of the altar.

A sudden change occurred!

"Buzz!"

A black vortex immediately appeared where Lin Dong's palm met the stone pillar, and a terrifying suction force surged out, instantly pulling him in.

"Damn it, Lin Dong, wait for me."

The Little Marten was startled for a moment, then transformed into a Ghostly glow and swiftly entered Lin Dong's body.

On the vast and desolate plain, only a huge Black Stone Pillar stands alone on the earth, and an old man with white hair dressed in a black robe sits cross-legged on top of the pillar.

"Buzz!"

The space rippled slightly, and a slender figure quietly appeared in mid-air.

"The Elder Black Pupil, the last Sect Master of the Ancient Sect, the Great Desolate Sect, the direct descendant of the Great Desolation Emperor, a controller of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, and a terrifying existence at the peak of the Samsara Stage, even touching upon the Reincarnation Stage Realm..."

Looking at the white-haired old man in black robes, a series of information automatically surfaced in Lin Dong's mind.

Seemingly sensing that a stranger had entered this space, the old man sitting atop the Black Stone Pillar suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boom!"

The moment the old man opened his eyes, the entire space instantly lost its color, and endless darkness swept across the world.

Those were a pair of extremely black eyes, without any whites, as deep and dark as black holes, as if all the light in the world had been forcibly swallowed up by them.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, only the old man and Lin Dong stood alone in the Endless Darkness.

The old man with Black Pupil stared at Lin Dong with eyes as dark as Vortex Black Hole, devoid of any emotion or warmth, even causing a faint sign of Mental Energy leaking out of Lin Dong's Niwan Palace.

"Buzz!"

Seemingly sensing Lin Dong's predicament, the Ancestral Stone, which had been quietly hidden within his flesh and blood, trembled slightly. White light shone around it, and the unstable Mental Energy and Life Spirit Talisman in his Niwan Palace immediately stabilized.

"Your Life Spirit Talisman has a familiar scent to me, as if it was derived from the Devouring Ancestral Symbol."

A barely perceptible ripple flashed in the old man's Black Pupil eyes, and his lips moved slightly. A hoarse voice filled with an ancient flavor suddenly resounded throughout the space.