Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Finger

"It's one thing for him to be Great Master in the Creation Stage, but he also possesses an Advanced Talisman Puppet is comparable to Creation Stage expert and fearless of Life and Death. Is this some kind of life-or-death situation?"

Everyone cursed inwardly and tried to shrink their bodies inward.

"Very well, it seems no one wants to argue with me about reason."

Lin Dong nodded in satisfaction, and with a flick of his sleeve, the black Talisman Puppet that had been suppressing the middle-aged man instantly transformed into a Ghostly glow and flew back into his Cosmic Bag.

The middle-aged man's two companions carefully parted the crowd and carried the unconscious man back. Lin Dong had indeed held back, only giving him a small punishment.

The middle-aged man still couldn't understand why the perfect situation he had envisioned—where he could command overwhelming support and force Lin Dong, a powerful cultivator at the Creation Stage, to back down—hadn't materialized. Where exactly did things go wrong?

"Ke'er, sit down. The Creation Martial Tablet will be activated soon."

Lin Dong waved his hand, and the white-clad beauty who had been standing frozen in place suddenly snapped out of her daze.

Seeing the gentle smile on the handsome man's lips, Lin Ke'er felt her heart clench. She subconsciously lowered her head and quickly sat down.

"Thanks."

A moment later, a sound as faint as a mosquito's buzz quietly rang out.

Lin Dong waved his hand without saying a word.

"Such an outstanding man is destined to be a dragon soaring through the Nine Heavens; his future does not belong to the Great Yan Dynasty..."

Lin Ke'er sat obediently on the futon, her head bowed, and thought sadly to herself.

"Buzz!"

After all ten seats were filled, the Creation Martial Tablet suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling light. Ten beams of light enveloped Lin Dong and his group of ten, instantly dragging their minds into a mysterious and unknowable place.

For a moment, time seemed to stand Stasis in the square.

Will Creation Stage Martial Arts emerge this time?

Everyone instinctively held their breath, staring nervously at the ten Stasis figures sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In the vast, dark starry sky, streaks of brilliant starlight rapidly pierced the darkness, each streak carrying a considerable energy fluctuation.

"Each ray of starlight should contain a set of martial arts techniques, but these techniques are not of high quality. We need to delve deeper."

Little Marten's voice rang in Lin Dong's ears.

"Heaven-grade Spirit Treasure must have sentience. We have the Mysterious Stone Talisman, so what are we afraid of? Let's go directly to the Tablet Spirit of the Creation Martial Tablet and let the Stone Talisman talk to the Tablet Spirit."

Lin Dong smiled nonchalantly, and with a thought, streaks of white light burst forth from his body, enveloping him completely before rapidly fleeing into the deepest part of the endless starry sky.

A few minutes later, the Ancestral Stone carrying Lin Dong suddenly stopped, and a constantly writhing ball of light appeared in the field of vision of the man and the mink.

Within the ball of light, a huge, ancient stele shadow loomed in and out, exuding an ancient and weathered aura.

"Tsk, this Tablet Soul doesn't seem to be very advanced. It probably relies more on instinct to act."

Seeing this, Lin Dong sighed, but his hands moved quickly, driving the Ancestral Stone to send out a milky white light that swept into the Tablet Soul.

The enormous and ancient Tablet Soul suddenly trembled, and boundless light burst forth from within Tablet Soul, instantly engulfing it.

"Buzz!"

Lin Dong felt a blur before his eyes, and an ancient and void space suddenly appeared before him. One after another, enormous pillars of light rose from the ground, conjuring various afterimages in mid-air—people, objects, knives, swords...

A timeless, eternal flavor arises spontaneously!

Gazing at the Great Master that seemed to Connecting Heaven heavens and the earth, Lin Dong took a deep breath, his breathing heavy, and said with drooling, "They're all Creation Stage Martial Arts! Little Marten, we're rich now!"

"Kid, I have to remind you of something: each person can only choose one martial art each time they enter this Creation Martial Tablet, regardless of its rank."

"Even if you have communicated with the Tablet Spirit of the Creation Martial Tablet beforehand using the Stone Talisman, it will be useless, because when this Heaven-grade Spirit Treasure was born, the Ancient Sect's Great Master instilled rules into its origin, and no one can make exceptions."

"Unless your power can completely suppress the Tablet Spirit and withstand the hidden tricks left behind by the ancient Great Master."

Little Marten jumped out and poured a bucket of cold water on Lin Dong.

"..."

Lin Dong's smile suddenly froze, and he said blankly, "There's such a rule? Why? I know the Sect Master of their Great Desolate Sect."

"The entire sect has vanished into thin air; there's no Sect Master left."

Little Marten stood beside Lin Dong's ear and whispered Youyou.

"Never mind, I should have just gotten my share first."

Lin Dong pursed his lips and followed the clues given to him by the Ancestral Stone, heading deeper into the void.

He decided that once he obtained the Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, he would use the power of the Ancestral Stone to temporarily suppress the Creation Martial Tablet, and then, before it could react, quickly seize another advanced martial art and leave.

"Da da da!"

The steady footsteps echoed continuously in the silent and empty space.

Guided by the Ancestral Stone, Lin Dong traversed one martial arts light pillar after another, each radiating intense energy fluctuations: Lower-grade Creation Stage Martial Art, Lower-grade Creation Stage Martial Art, Middle-grade Creation Stage Martial Art, Lower-grade Creation Stage Martial Art, Upper-grade Creation Stage Martial Art...

Even after encountering several Upper-grade Creation Stage Martial Art, Lin Dong's steps never faltered, because his goal was clear: as long as he got it!

"Clatter!"

Lin Dong stopped, his steps finally halting.

Before him stood an enormous, pitch-black finger silently in the void, its entire body covered in mysterious Black Symbol, radiating a terrifying aura like the finger of a demon god, its fluctuations obscure and eerie.

In the center of the giant black finger, a row of unusually ancient characters floated above it.

"Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Finger!"

These five short words exude an overwhelming aura of dominance and arrogance, shaking people's minds and Spirit Soul. It seems that once activated, they can imprison the entire world like a cage.

"The Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, I've finally found you."

Even though Lin Dong was usually calm and composed, he couldn't help but show a look of joy on his face.

This advanced martial art, created by the Great Wilderness Great Desolation Emperor, Cycle Stage Expert, is comparable to superior martial arts even in its initial version. In its advanced version, the Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Hand, it is directly promoted to Spirit Martial Arts, capable of summoning a wisp of the Great Desolation Emperor's Remnant Spirit.

If combined with the Great Desolation Stele, the third-ranked artifact on the Ancient Divine Artifact Ranking, the Great Desolation Scripture Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Hand, whose power is even comparable to the Heavenly Martial Arts.

In the original novel, Lin Dong only possessed a few Heavenly Martial Arts manuals in the later stages: the Azure Heaven Transforming Dragon Art given to him by the Azure Dragon King Qing Zhi, the Martial Emperor Canon's Manual obtained from the Yang Brothers, the Great Desolation Scripture Manual given to him by the Great Desolation Stele, and... well, that seems to be it.

"Great Desolation Imprisoning Heavenly Finger, what an overbearing name. I wonder if its power is as overbearing as its name suggests."

The Little Marten's figure quietly appeared, marveling at the enormous black finger.