Celebrate for Our Dao Sect!
"It's alright, it's not your fault. Go and rest."
Chen Zhen waved his hand casually, then turned his gaze back to the thin figure still sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop.
"Yes, Uncle-Master Chen Zhen!"
Upon hearing this, Pang Tong and the other three exchanged glances and gave each other a bitter smile.
The scariest thing is not that someone punishes you, but that they don't even bother to punish you. Clearly, Chen Zhen only treated the four of them as an extra and placed all his real hopes on that one person.
However, Pang Tong three could not bring themselves to harbor resentment.
Because that person is their Desolate Hall Chief! The undisputed strongest among the younger generation of the Desolate Hall!
Emerging from the Great Desolation Stele, the transparent pillar of light that enveloped the gaunt figure remained steadfast, neither dissipating nor shrinking.
What's even more reassuring is that the slender figure's aura was quite stable, unlike the three Pang Tong, whose auras were declining.
"Junior Brother Wu Dao, do you think Lin Dong will succeed this time?"
Chen Zhen could no longer suppress his inner anxiety.
"It will definitely succeed. The best thing is that the pillar of light connecting the Great Desolation Stele remains unchanged. Junior Brother Zhou Tong did the same thing back then."
Before Wu Dao could answer, Gu Mo, standing to the side, replied decisively.
"Yes, no change is the best change."
Chen Zhen gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the slender figure remained seated calmly within the transparent pillar of light for another three days, until... he stirred slightly.
"Boom!!!"
As the gaunt figure who had been sitting for a month Great Desolation Stele slowly opened his eyes, an eerie wave rapidly spread wildly from his center outwards.
"Buzz!"
Under the cover of this strange fluctuation, the entire world, whether mountains, rivers, or lush vegetation, quickly turned yellow and withered, spreading from one mile, two miles, three miles... in the blink of an eye, it had spread to dozens of miles away.
"Such pure desolate energy, is that the Great Desolation Scripture?!"
"This must be the Great Desolation Scripture. I saw Senior Brother Zhou Tong use it a hundred years ago. I can't be mistaken for this Desolation Power!"
"Heaven has taken pity on my Dao Sect! After more than a hundred years, the Great Desolation Scripture, which has been covered in dust for so long, has finally reappeared in the world!"
At this moment, the entire Dao Sect was in an uproar!
Gazing at this astonishing phenomenon, countless elders of the Dao Sect were moved to tears. In a daze, it seemed that their senior brother, who had led them to crush all those who dared to defy them, had returned!
"No, how could Lin Dong turn an area of dozens of miles into a wasteland as soon as he obtained the inheritance? Could it be that he has already pushed the Great Desolation Scripture to an extremely profound level?"
The higher-ups of the Desolate Hall, who knew more about the Great Desolation Scripture, saw even more.
"Yes, I remember when Senior Brother Zhou Tong first broke through his cultivation, he could only turn the land within three miles around him into barren land. Only when he entered the Life Mysterious Stage could he do that."
Wu Dao seemed to have thought of something at the same time.
As soon as the words were spoken, the high-ranking members of the Desolate Hall subconsciously exchanged glances, their eyes filled with ecstatic joy. Didn't this mean that Lin Dong's talent was even stronger than Zhou Tong's?
Nonsense! With the Great Desolation Stele, the creator of the Great Desolation Scripture, personally helping Lin Dong gain an unfair advantage, how could he not be strong?!
Wave after wave of exceptionally powerful energy lurked beneath the earth, flowing rapidly back to the desolate, undulating center like rolling earth dragons, pouring into the gaunt figure.
"Buzz! Boom!"
With the support of this continuous external force, the slender figure, whose aura was already at its peak, suddenly surged and stepped into a completely new realm.
The Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage has been achieved!
Lin Dong, the Desolate Hall Chief, reached the same level as Ying Xiaoxiao, the Chief Seat of the Heaven Hall, in just a few months!
As the Desolation Power gradually flowed back into the gaunt figure, the land within a radius of dozens of miles became lush and Life Force once again, and even the sky seemed to have completely cleared up.
"Today, the Great Desolation Scripture officially returns to our Dao Sect!"
At the summit, the slender figure stood up, surveyed the countless figures in the sky, and solemnly announced.
Upon receiving Lin Dong's affirmative reply, all the Dao Sect disciples present were overjoyed and immediately bowed in return, saying, "Senior Brother Lin Dong, you've worked hard!"
"Congratulations to my Dao Sect! Congratulations to my Desolate Hall!"
"Congratulations to my Dao Sect! Congratulations to my Desolate Hall!"
The next moment, a thunderous roar of cheers erupted between heaven and earth, the vast celebrations soaring into the sky and sweeping away the clouds within a radius of dozens of miles.
"Sister, Lin Dong is now at the same level as you, he's incredibly powerful."
"Shut up! Hasn't your mother told you that you're really annoying?!"
Amidst the cheers, a brief conversation flashed by.
In a void high above the Nine Heavens.
"Grand Elder, it seems I have won this bet."
Looking down at the deafening cheers below, Ying Xuanzi, standing with his hands behind his back, smiled and said.
"Haha, so be it if I lose. I'd rather have more chances to lose like this in the future, the more the better."
Upon hearing this Blue-robed Old Man laughed heartily, his aged face showing no sign of frustration.
"Clang clang clang clang clang~"
The mountain peaks, shrouded in mist and clouds, resemble a fairyland, while the faint, melodious sound of a zither adds even more brilliance to the green hills and clear waters.
Beside the gently flowing mountain spring, a huge green rock stands horizontally across the landscape.
A curvaceous young woman knelt on the ground, plucking the strings of a bright green zither with a charming smile. Her smile was clear and captivating. She would occasionally raise her head to look at the slender figure with an elegant demeanor before her, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.
"How is my piece?"
As the music ended, the white-clad beauty's delicate hands, as translucent as mutton-fat jade, also stopped, resting limply on the strings.
"Yu... um? Someone's here?"
Just as the slender figure was about to speak, a whooshing sound rang out, and a figure with considerable aura rapidly Breaking Through the Void.
"Heh, Mo Ling, I hope you can give me a reason not to kill you."
Looking at the person who had completely ruined the pleasant atmosphere, the slender figure who was sitting upright suddenly smiled lazily, startling Mo Ling so much that she subconsciously trembled.
"Damn it, it seems I came at the wrong time."
Mo Ling, who was kneeling on one knee, subtly raised her head and looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman sitting very close to her. She immediately understood what she had done.
"Hey, be serious, Mo Ling must have something urgent to tell you."
Ying Huanhuan stepped forward from behind the slender figure, patting his back with her cool, jade-like hand in a rather intimate and casual manner.
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Lin Dong, I have something urgent to discuss with you."
"Hongya Cave, a Super Sect located a thousand miles away from the ancestral temple of my Dao Sect Ancestral Court, has suddenly sent an outstanding disciple to pay homage to my Dao Sect. The Chief of the Three Halls are all in seclusion. The hall Hall Master have ordered you to lead the disciples of each hall to meet them in battle and must dampen their arrogance."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ling nodded hurriedly.
"Heh, Hongya Cave? Very good, very good..."
The slender figure stood tall, gazing Youyou into the distance.