Under the Barren Monument

"Although you have already entered the Eight Yuan, the sect's reward for you cannot be lost, so you should still go and try your luck in the Spirit Locking Array. Even if it cannot help you break through to the next realm, it will be good to consolidate your Eight Yuan Realm."

With a gentle wave of his sleeve, Ying Xuanzi caused the array of light surrounding the Immortal Yuan Ancient Tree in the center of the lake to open up, and a gentle burst of energy swept Lin Dong to the center of the lake, placing him under the Immortal Yuan Ancient Tree.

"Splash!"

As soon as Lin Dong entered the formation, the thick, watery Origin Energy around him surged wildly into his body through the pores of his skin, and the exhilarating feeling made him subconsciously let out a pleasant groan.

"Calm your mind, I will gather the power of the formation to help you."

As soon as Ying Xuanzi finished speaking, the overwhelming Nirvana Qi drawn from the nine Dan River was split in two. One half continued to flow into the Immortal Yuan Ancient Tree, while the other half was completely poured into Lin Dong's body.

"Devouring Ancestral Symbol, Swallow Heaven and Earth!"

Lin Dong, bathed in the Nirvana Yuan Liquid, gritted his teeth and gently clasped his hands together to form an ancient seal. As a faint Devouring Power spread, a black hole vortex the size of a palm appeared.

The black hole vortex rapidly expanded to several meters in size, hanging high behind it like a Black Sun, eventually completely enveloping it, and an extremely terrifying Devouring Power erupted instantly.

One after another, crimson beams of light, formed from pure Origin Energy, fell into the enormous vortex black hole like swallows returning to their nests. After further purification, they were continuously poured into Lin Dong's body.

Even the torrent of Origin Energy that should have flowed towards the Immortal Yuan Ancient Tree was largely drawn in and swallowed up at an alarming speed.

"Devouring Ancestral Symbol, huh? Since that's the case, then I'll let you devour as much as you want!"

Ying Xuanzi smiled slightly, changed his hand seal, and the huge light array that covered most of the lake changed again. Under the cover of the sky's light, it accelerated the extraction of the nine Dan River flowing out of the void.

Lin Dong sat in the Spirit Locking Array for a full seven days and seven nights!

"Boom!"

Extremely violent fluctuations of Origin Energy rippled wildly from his body, and several crimson areas appeared on his fair skin, with wisps of white smoke swirling around him.

However, perhaps due to insufficient stamina, the crimson area quickly dissipated after eroding half of Lin Dong's skin, disappearing completely in an instant.

"Oh? At the Peak Eight Yuan Stage, he still can't trigger the Ninth Level Nirvana Tribulation. Heh, I was being greedy. After all, this kid has only just passed the Eighth Stage Nirvana Tribulation. Reaching this point is already quite impressive."

Above the lake, the white-clad figure sitting cross-legged on a lotus flower quietly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly reflecting the rise and fall of all things and the passage of time.

"Buzz! Boom!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than thunder and a fierce wind suddenly rose in the sky above the center of the lake.

The domineering thunder and the fierce, strange wind intertwined, quickly forming an unusual and destructive power that seemed to be summoning the Spirit Body of those below to receive the violent baptism of the Wind-Thunder Power.

The Ninth Level Wind Thunder Tribulation has arrived!

"Call out!"

Just then, a figure enveloped in dense golden light, with an ancient rune above its head, charged fiercely into the thick clouds mixed with intense Wind-Thunder Power, instantly turning the sky and thunderclouds upside down.

"Oh? The Ninth Level Wind Thunder Tribulation? So this kid is preparing to break through to the Nine Seal Heaven Talisman Master. But the Primordial Spirit Qi surrounding his Spirit Body is so dense, it seems he has already completed most of the step of Breaking the Dan to Conceive the Spirit."

The White-robed man looked up at the sky full of thunderclouds, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate all obstacles and clearly see the scene within the Wind Thunder Tribulation.

The howling of Wind-Thunder Power lasted for most of the day before slowly dissipating, and a tall, handsome figure stepped out from the great formation at just the right moment.

"Thank you for your help, Sect Master!"

The handsome young man, with a free and easy demeanor, bowed deeply, his manner extremely graceful.

"Yes, the Great Desolation Stele will be opened again in half a month. I hope you will not disappoint me then and will make sure that the Great Desolation Scripture is brought back to my Dao Sect."

The white-clad man, sitting cross-legged on a verdant Green Lotus, smiled gently.

"Yes, disciple obeys!"

A strong and resonant voice immediately responded.

"Boom!"

As an exceptionally powerful fluctuation spread throughout the entire Dao Sect Ancestral Court, a withered, yellow Giant Peak deep within the Desolate Hall suddenly began to tremble violently, and massive cracks on the mountainside rapidly spread out like a spider web.

A towering ancient stele, thousands of feet tall, burst forth from the mountain in such an awe-inspiring manner, and reappeared in this world five years later.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Led by the hall Hall Master, the disciples of each hall, who had been waiting for their turn, marched in orderly ranks into the depths of the Desolate Hall.

Within half an hour of the majestic ancient stele's emergence, the area where it appeared was already teeming with the Dao Sect disciples and elders, creating a truly grand scene.

"The Great Desolation Stele..."

Gazing at the still trembling mountain and the ancient gray-yellow stele filled with a dense Desolate Qi, countless Dao Sect experts murmured with flushed faces.

The Great Desolation Stele carries the legacy of the Great Desolation Scripture Four Great Scripture the Dao Sect. Its emergence signifies that the Dao Sect once again has the opportunity to access the Great Desolation Scripture.

In the Desolate Hall camp, both Hall Master Chen Zhen and Vice Hall Master Wu Dao were present, and even Gu Mo, who always guarded the Martial Arts Hall and vowed never to leave, quietly stood behind the two.

Yes, Gu Mo can no longer be called a "Blind Old Man" now. This old man can see normally with the naked eye just like an ordinary person.

"Senior Brother Mo, it's really rare to see you leave my Desolate Hall Martial Arts Hall. I remember the last time you left the Martial Arts Hall was twelve years ago."

Looking at the gray-robed old man with bright, piercing eyes, Chen Zhen was filled with emotion.

"That's because there's never been anyone Martial Arts Hall who I can stand up to, but now there is." Gu Mo stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly implying something, and said Youyou.

"The kind of person you mentioned, senior brother, has only appeared once in a hundred years in our Desolate Hall."

Chen Zhen sighed with mixed emotions, looking back with half relief and half emotion, at the tall and tall figure.

All three thousand formal disciples of the Desolate Hall appeared here, lined up in a neat queue, with five figures with obscure auras guarding the front.

The four once- True Disciple of the Desolate Hall obediently lagged behind, protecting the tall figure in the center.

One after another, fervent and worshipful gazes were cast from the ranks, all landing on the tall figure in the center— the Chief Seat of their Desolate Hall!

Entering the sect means True Disciple. Within nine days, one can Chief Seat. Within a few months, one can leap from the Six Yuan Nirvana Stage to the Peak Eight Yuan Stage, with cultivation completely comparable to the terrifying existence of the Chief Seat the Earth and Flood Halls.

This is their Chief Seat Senior Disciple Brother of the Desolate Hall!