Wu Zong Heaven Turning Art, Wu Zong Suppressing the World

"Tsk, Hall Suppressing Martial Arts! I've been wanting to experience it for a long time~"

Lin Dong laughed loudly upon hearing this, and his figure blurred into countless afterimages before disappearing from the spot. His ethereal figure was as graceful as a banished immortal, and outsiders could not detect his true form at all, leaving them dazzled.

Whoosh! Boom!!!

The gray star, seemingly the embodiment of the most powerful and masculine energy, trailed a long, fiery tail as it pierced through the countless phantoms in the sky and crashed into the earth with a deafening roar, causing cracks to spread rapidly outwards like a spider web.

The Great Star Gang Fist missed its target!

"That's the Supreme Pure Sky Roaming Steps? How could the signature movement technique of the Nine Heavens Supreme Pure Palace appear on a disciple of my Dao Sect?"

Wei Sen, the Vice Hall Master of the Heaven Hall, instantly recognized the origin of the martial art used by Lin Dong, but he was astonished.

Supreme Pure Sky Roaming Steps Middle-grade Creation Stage Martial Art. It is the signature martial art of the Nine Heavens Supreme Pure Palace, one of the Eight Great Super Sects in the Eastern Xuan Region, and almost every Direct Disciple in the palace has a copy.

The Supreme Pure Sky Roaming Steps is to the Taiqing Nine Heavens Supreme Pure Palace what Desolation Energy is to the Desolate Hall; they are highly recognizable and no one would mistake them for each other.

"Ahem, it seems that Lin Dong is an old acquaintance of Ling Qingzhu, the Young Palace Mistress of the Nine Heavens Supreme Pure Palace, and they have a good relationship. Perhaps it was given to him by that Young Palace Mistress."

Wu Dao said, half pleased and half proud.

"Really? I didn't expect this guy to be so sought-after outside the sect!"

Wei Sen glanced at Lin Dong with a complicated expression, a hint of sourness in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Jiang Hao, let's take care of you first."

On the other side, Lin Dong suddenly appeared a hundred feet away, his feet stepping on the void, his expression indifferent. A monstrous surge of Yuan Origin Energy burst forth from his body, forming a vast ocean of Origin Energy behind him, squeezing the entire space and causing it to buzz.

"Wu Zong Heaven Turning Art!"

The void suddenly trembled, and a tall, majestic phantom, as if it had broken through the Reincarnation, appeared behind Lin Dong with a bang, exuding an extremely special charm.

The Wu Zong Heaven Turning Art High-grade Spirit Martial Arts. It is the Earth Martial Sect, the head of the Sixteen Great Protector Sects of the Ancient Dimension Heavenly Gang Alliance. Legend has it that it was created by the first Sect Master of the Earth Martial Sect, Wu Zong.

"The power of this Spirit Martial Arts is already approaching that of a high-level technique, unlike the ancient Azure Dragon Hall's ultimate technique."

"That Spirit of Martial Arts is the Wu Zong Master of the Earth Martial Sect. His cultivation is Connecting Heaven only to the Sect Master of the Four Symbols Xuan Sect. I never expected that Lin Dong would actually obtain the inheritance of the Earth Martial Sect. This kid's luck is truly terrifying."

"High-grade Spirit Martial Arts, it's considered Hall Suppressing Martial Arts in the Four Halls of my Dao Sect."

The several Hall Master high in the sky exchanged a few words in hushed tones, and soon they had a pretty good idea of the origin of this martial art.

The Eight Great Super Sects of the Eastern Xuan Region have jointly controlled the Ancient Dimension for many years. Each sect has never stopped exploring the Ancient Sect ruins within it in private. Of course, the higher-ups of the Dao Sect are also familiar with this high-level martial art.

"The Wu Zong Heaven Turning Art, the Earth Martial Sect, the head of the Sixteen Great Protector Sects of the Heavenly Gang Alliance, heh, interesting..."

Ying Xuanzi's dark eyes flickered slightly, then he Stasis like a statue once more.

"Wu Zong Suppressing the World!"

As Lin Dong clenched his fist, the towering phantom behind him also moved. Its large hand suddenly reached into the ocean of Origin Energy beneath its feet and grabbed, and a transparent pillar of light, completely compressed from Origin Energy, appeared in its hand.

"Roar!!"

The towering phantom gripped the enormous pillar of Origin Energy, swung it in an exceptionally terrifying arc, and then furiously slammed it down.

"Suppress the World!!!"

An ancient and desolate roar seemed to have traversed the river of time, resounding once more across this world.

The golden monkey wields its mighty cudgel, clearing the jade sky of dust for ten thousand miles!

"Bang!!!"

The black sword beam, hundreds of feet long, shattered with a deafening roar. The extremely yin and cold Great Dark Erosion Sword itself couldn't even withstand it for a second before turning into countless points of light and returning to the world. The horrified Jiang Hao was directly blasted off the platform by the pillar of light formed from the Origin Energy.

At the last moment, the imposing phantom slightly deviated from its target when launching the attack, which saved Jiang Hao's life, but the terrifying shockwave still knocked him unconscious.

"Splash!"

A milky-white torrent of Origin Energy surged violently, and a massive Origin Power Hand swept over, catching Jiang Hao steadily as he flew off the platform.

"Hmph, your skills are lacking. Go back and practice for a few more years. Jiang Hao, eliminated!"

With a displeased expression, Wu Dao caught the unconscious Jiang Hao and placed him in the center of the Desolate Hall disciples on the surrounding stands, without even glancing at him.

Even if Lin Dong's combat strength is indeed extraordinary, it is by no means a reason for Jiang Hao to use the Desolate Hall's Hall Suppressing Martial Arts so poorly. He was very angry when he Wu Dao.

From the Pang Tong and Jiang Hao launched their joint attack to the moment Lin Dongdong, only a few seconds passed before Lin Dong had once again eliminated an opponent from the battle.

"Damn it, Jiang Hao got eliminated too!"

Pang Tong, whose attack missed its mark, stared blankly at Jiang Hao, who had been sent flying, his face contorted in pain.

"Pang Tong Brother Pang Tong, it's your turn now. As the Senior Disciple Brother of the four True Disciples of my Desolate Hall, how will you teach me?"

Lin Dong turned around and looked at his last opponent with a smile.

"Lin Dong, I admit you're strong, but you've only just entered the Seven Yuan Level, your foundation is unstable, and you've already swept three opponents of the same level out of the game. How much Origin Energy do you have left in your body? I don't believe you can still beat me!!"

Pang Tong was no ordinary man after all. As the most senior True Disciple of the Desolate Hall, he quickly regained his composure. He still had a chance to win!

"Hehe, although my remaining Origin Energy is enough to eliminate you, I just want to see you in despair."

Lin Dong, whose face was somewhat pale, laughed loudly. The continuous battles had indeed consumed a lot of his Origin Energy, but when had he ever worried about Origin Energy? How ridiculous!

"Swallow it!!"

Lin Dong smiled slightly, and his hands suddenly clasped together, instantly forming a powerful Origin Seal, as imposing as a prison.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The next moment, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the azure sky, and the hundreds of feet of sky above Lin Dong were instantly darkened. An extremely strong suction force frantically drew in the Origin Energy from the surrounding space, centered on him.

The massive amount of energy from heaven and earth was rapidly compressed into an incredibly thick pillar of Origin Energy, which autonomously entered Lin Dong's body. Soon, the Origin Energy he had consumed was replenished at an extremely fast speed, and his aura instantly returned to its perfect state.

Pang Tong: "..."

"What just happened? Could it be due to his cultivation technique?"

"If you can instantly recover your Origin Energy during a battle, what's the point of fighting? Unless you're confident you can kill them in an instant."

"Such forbidden techniques should come at a price, shouldn't they? How can they be used so casually!"

The disciples of the Dao Sect were in an uproar as they watched the astonishing phenomenon that flashed by in an instant.

"The Devouring Power, that's... the Devouring Ancestral Symbol!!"

Wu Dao, Ying Xuanzi, and a few others who knew the inside story suddenly fixed their gazes on each other.

After all, no one has ever seen such a supreme divine object in the world.

P. S.: We've been fighting for too long. The next chapter will be the end, and it's time for the Desolate Hall Chief to return to his position.