Whose Cosmic Bag Is This?

Surrounded by several Lin Clan, Lin Langtian charged forward at breakneck speed, a barely perceptible hint of excitement hidden beneath his face. He had just taken advantage of the chaos to grab a handful of Nirvana Pill in the main hall and run away.

With these Nirvana Pills, I'm sure I'll be able to fully enter the Creation Stage. At that time, catching up with that lowly branch family brat won't be impossible. I, Lin Langtian, will surely win.

As for the Mysterious Skeleton behind him that was vaguely locking onto him, no one knew that he was the one who provoked it anyway, and the bunch of idiots behind him would take the fall for him.

Heh, shouldn't these lowly martial artists...

"Lin Langtian, what's that in your sleeve? Throw it out right now!"

Just as Lin Langtian was lost in wonderful reverie, a hoarse voice, whose origin was unclear, suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Who is it?

Lin Langtian's face darkened, and he subconsciously turned around to look, trying to find the despicable martial artist who had exposed him.

However, the person seemed to be hiding very well. Lin Langtian couldn't even tell where the voice came from, let alone find out who the person was.

The surviving martial artists were all shrewd individuals. Recalling the strange movements of the Mysterious Skeleton in the underground hall, its persistent stare at everyone, and now Lin Langtian's unnatural demeanor, everything became clear.

"Lin Langtian, throw out what you collected in the underground hall! Do you want to drag us all down with you?"

With a look of surprise, Wang Yan immediately rebuked him sternly.

Others might be afraid of Lin Langtian's status and position, but Wang Yan, who was also a prodigy of the Four Great Clans, was not afraid of him.

"Wang Yan, what are you saying?"

Lin Langtian feigned resentment. Seeing that the entrance to the Space Channel was almost there, he was absolutely not going to give up the prize he had in his grasp. He wanted to stall for time.

Just as Lin Langtian and Wang Yan were locked in a stalemate, several more martial artists at the Creation Three Realms were turned into minced meat and blood as they were chased by the storm.

"You damn Lin Langtian, you better hand over that damn thing right now, or we'll all gang up on you and take you down."

"You dog-like bastard, you're the one who killed my brother, believe it or not..."

Seeing that everyone was about to be defeated, the crowd disregarded Lin Langtian's strength and status, and unleashed a torrent of vulgarities upon him as if they were free.

"You, you..."

Lin Langtian's face was ashen, and his chest heaved violently like a blower.

Being targeted by hundreds of experts at the Creation Three Realms, even as Half-step Creation Stage expert, and with several Lin Clan experts watching him from the side, the pressure was immense.

Although the three Qi Creation Stage elders of the Lin Clan did not speak, their bodies were tense, and they were wary of the powerful figures around them as if facing a formidable enemy.

After a brief standoff, Lin Langtian finally took out the black Cosmic Bag hidden in his sleeve and threw it hard to the ground.

Sure enough, after Lin Langtian dropped the Cosmic Bag hidden in his sleeve, the Mysterious Skeleton that had been trailing behind the crowd immediately stopped its attack, although it was still chasing the people, its actions were more like driving them away.

"We're saved! The source of all this trouble was indeed that Cosmic Bag."

"Hurry up, hurry up! The Space Channel is just ahead, let's charge!"

Upon seeing this, everyone cheered and immediately sped forward.

Lin Langtian's face was ashen, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay. He led the Lin Clan's experts away with a violent aura.

His heart was bleeding, because besides the Nirvana Pill he had taken from the Underground Palace, the Cosmic Bag contained all his belongings.

In the midst of the crisis, he had no time to sort out his belongings, and in a moment of quick thinking, he threw them all away.

"Buzz!"

The air rippled slightly, and a handsome Black Clothed Youth appeared, smiling as he looked at the departing crowd and the Mysterious Skeleton: "You're lucky this time."

"Huh, how come there's a Cosmic Bag here? Who dropped it? If no one wants it, then I'll keep it myself."

Lin Dong lowered his head, and a black Cosmic Bag was lying quietly at his feet. Then he raised his head and deliberately spoke loudly.

"..." A deathly silence.

"Hmm, it seems to be unclaimed. Then I won't be polite."

Lin Dong nodded in satisfaction, bent down and picked up the Cosmic Bag, which still had a trace of warmth, and then probed into it with his Mental Energy.

"Over eight hundred Nirvana Pill, two High-grade Spirit Treasure, three Intermediate Spirit Treasure, four hundred thousand Pure Yuan Pill... This Lin Lang, ah no, this stranger is quite wealthy. Thank you very much."

Lin Dong casually put away the Cosmic Bag he had picked up.

"Waaah~"

At the edge of the plain, a Connecting Heaven storm of Origin Energy swept in rapidly, like a ferocious maw swallowing everything in its path. In the center of the storm, a mysterious gray-white skeleton stood suspended in mid-air.

"If even a skeleton is as strong as Five Yuan Nirvana Stage expert, then its strength in life must have been at least comparable to Death Mysterious Stage expert, and perhaps even rivaled that of Little Marten at the Peak Death Profound Stage."

"It's the Elder Black Pupil, a disciple of the Last Sect Master of Great Desolate Sect. Could he be the Chief Disciple of the Great Desolate Sect?"

Lin Dong slowly raised his head and examined the skeleton with great interest.

"Trespassers will die!"

As the storm approached, the mysterious skeleton standing in mid-air had its empty yet scarlet eyes fixed on Lin Dong below. When did another ant from the outside world intrude into this place?

"Boom!"

A soaring pressure pierced the sky, and the Mysterious Skeleton raised a section of its pale white hand. Amidst the roar of Origin Energy, Origin Power Hand that blotted out the sky rapidly condensed high above.

"Alas, this gentleman is also a pitiful person. Even in death, with only a sliver of remaining will, he still stubbornly guards this dilapidated sect."

Faced with this supreme attack that surpassed the Creation Three Realms, Lin Dong remained unfazed, instead letting out Youyou sigh.

With a thought, a Black Symbol immediately flew out from his body, hovering above his forehead to firmly protect Lin Dong. As the Black Symbol appeared, a mysterious fluctuation slowly rippled outwards.

The mysterious skeleton, which was just about to launch an attack, suddenly narrowed its crimson eyes, paused in its movements, and the fully formed Origin Power Hand immediately dissipated.

"Master... Disciple... pays... pays... payment to... Master... Father."

Without the slightest hesitation, the Mysterious Skeleton knelt down in mid-air as if a mountain of gold and a jade pillar had collapsed, and kowtowed three times to the Black Symbol attack.

"Buzzing~"

Seemingly sensing something, the Black Symbol floating above Lin Dong's forehead contracted, and a glimmer of light carrying some unknown information quickly entered the mysterious skeleton's body.

"Master, the... sect... is gone..."

The Mysterious Skeleton kneeling down suddenly trembled, its voice filled with endless sorrow and resentment, and even Lin Dong felt a pang of sadness for no reason.

A powerful sect crumbled overnight; former elders and friends perished while protecting it, yet they didn't even know who the mysterious enemy was. They were filled with hatred...