Demon Sky-Piercing Finger!

"What a blunder! This new Chief Seat of the Desolate Hall didn't even go into seclusion. So what if he's at the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage? This is utterly disrespectful to the Dao Sect Hall Competition!!"

The two gray-robed old men in Hongya Cave exchanged a glance and cursed inwardly.

"The only way now is to prolong the battle and wear down the opponent by playing as many rounds as possible. Even if Lin Dong wins once, it won't change the overall situation."

A resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the two, and one of them immediately stood up and said, "My Hongya Cave intends to play a best-of-five series with your sect. No, we'll play three rounds... no, a best-of-five series."

"Whether it's three rounds or five rounds, my Dao Sect will gladly oblige."

Lin Dong smiled slightly and casually patted the table with his long, slender hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Beams of light shot into the sky, and four powerful figures immediately emerged from the Dao Sect disciples' ranks, their immense Origin Energy Power rapidly spreading across the field.

"Pang Tong Song Zhou, Jiang Hao Fang Yun, True Disciple the Desolate Hall, greet you all!"

The next moment, a furious roar came from the mouths of the four figures.

Two at the Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage, and two at the Half-Step Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage!

Lin Dong came to the rescue, but of course he didn't come alone. As the Desolate Hall Chief, his shout naturally drew Yun Hejing's attention, as everyone wanted to fight alongside their Chief Seat senior brother.

During this period, Pang Tong and his three companions, having learned from their shame, became even more courageous and made breakthroughs in their cultivation. Therefore, as soon as they appeared, they instantly intimidated the Hongya Cave faction.

"It's over. When did the Desolate Hall produce so many high-level Nirvana Stage expert? Wasn't the Desolate Hall supposed to be at the bottom of the four palaces? Could this be the true strength of the Desolate Hall?" Looking at the continuous appearance of eighth and ninth-level Nirvana Stage expert, the two elders of Hongya Cave no longer had any hope.

Among the younger generation of Hongya Cave, only three have reached the Eight Yuan, including Song Yan, who just broke through to the third seat the day before yesterday. How can they possibly fight like this?

I was hoping to take advantage of this short break, but who would have thought that the Dao Sect would produce such an oddball as the Desolate Hall? Not only did the Chief Seat not know how to go into seclusion, but many of the True Disciple in the hall were also out for a stroll. Is this some kind of joke?

Do you even care about the Dao Sect's annual Hall Competition? Do you still want to rise up and become the top of the four palaces? If you do, then you should go into seclusion!

This is the source of the Dao Sect's confidence in being ranked among the top eight. If Dao Sect really wanted to beat up Hongya Cave, this ignorant "junior," they could easily overpower it with just the Desolate Hall, the last of the four halls, without even breaking a sweat.

It was just that the higher-ups of the Dao Sect were using this opportunity to train their disciples. Otherwise, they wouldn't tolerate Hongya Cave's annual antics at the Dao Sect Ancestral Court; they would have simply slapped them to death.

"Elder, how about we skip the competition this year?"

The woman in red, named Song Yan, had completely lost her previous arrogance. Standing behind the old man in gray, she timidly offered her suggestion.

"Not going to compete? Heh, what do you take my Dao Sect for? You think you can come and go as you please? Let me tell you, you have no choice but to compete today!"

Lin Dong suddenly gave a cold laugh, which made all the Dao Sect disciples look at the Hongya Cave Faction with a sense of shared hatred. If it weren't for Senior Brother Lin Dong supporting them today, the Dao Sect would have lost face big time.

"You..."

The gray-robed elder's expression changed, and he was about to speak when Lin Dong waved his hand to interrupt him, "Since Hongya Cave is a guest, then let's follow the host's lead. We'll settle the matter in one round. The Fighter are... myself and Huo Zhen, the Chief Seat of your cave."

Huo Zhen, who was being targeted by Lin Dong, had a gloomy expression and was at a loss for words under the intense gazes of many Hongya Cave disciples.

"Don't worry, I know your strength is very poor, but I will change the way we fight. I will suppress my cultivation to the Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage. If you can touch the hem of my clothes during the fight, I will consider it a loss."

Looking at Huo Zhen, whose eyes were somewhat flustered, Lin Dong revealed a rather contemptuous smile. He was truly a piece of trash among trash. No wonder Hongya Cave had never amounted to anything in hundreds of years.

Is this really true?

Unexpectedly, Huo Zhen was not angry but delighted, and a shameful sense of joy actually rose in his heart.

How could Huo Zhen, Peak Expert of the Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage, possibly not be able to defeat Lin Dong, who is at the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage? Could he possibly not even touch the hem of Lin Dong's clothes? How laughable!

"Of course it's true. As long as you can touch the hem of my clothes during the fight, I will allow you to announce to the world that you fought against the Desolate Hall Chief and gloriously defeated him."

Lin Dong nodded solemnly.

"Pfft pfft~~"

A burst of snickers rang out, Dao Sect disciples finally understood that their Senior Brother Lin Dong was humiliating the Chief Seat of Hongya Cave.

"Huo Zhen, compared to him, as the strongest of the younger generation of Hongya Cave, and possessing the supreme martial art of Hongya Cave — the Hongya Cave Scripture, I, this elder, refuse to believe that you cannot even touch the hem of his clothes!"

The elderly man in gray on the left was deeply humiliated and stood up angrily.

"Alright, let's start the competition, please!"

Huo Zhen's expression changed rapidly before he gritted his teeth and said.

"Dao Sect Lin Dong, please!"

Lin Dong tapped his toes and appeared in the center of the platform, while the surrounding disciples all stepped back to keep their distance.

"Cave Mountain Fist!"

As soon as Lin Dong landed on the field, Huo Zhen launched an attack without hesitation. All the violent Origin Energy was compressed into his fist, and a lightning-fast, powerful straight punch went straight for his chest.

"Strike first, huh? Not a bad idea!"

The laughter had barely subsided when Lin Dong's figure instantly appeared behind Huo Zhen, his palm striking Huo Zhen's wide-open back. His entire arm suddenly turned pitch black, covered with countless eerie runes.

"The Demon Hand!"

The entire pitch-black arm looked rather plain, but the piercing sound it produced made its power undeniable.

The Demon Hand, the teachings of Master Mu, is the legacy of the ancient demonic master Old Man Demon!

Despite being a sect Chief Seat, Huo Zhen remained calm despite the sudden attack on his back. He decisively dispersed the fierce force of his right fist, and his hands suddenly came together, changing hand seals with lightning speed.

"Hongya Demonic Mountain Body!"

A confident shout suddenly burst from his throat, and a surge of earthy yellow Yuan Origin Energy surged wildly from his body, transforming the surface of his skin into the color of the Hongya Sacred Mountain. His entire body was dark yellow and unusually heavy.

From a distance, it resembles an ancient mountain giant.

"Clang!!!"

The Black Great Hand descended, the sound of metal clashing echoed, and extremely violent power ripples spread rapidly outwards. This attack was actually blocked by Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen, whose body was struck hard, did not linger. Instead, he used the recoil to quickly distance himself from the enemies behind him and faced Lin Dong.

"Hmm, this Body Tempering Martial Arts is quite interesting, but I wonder how many of my attacks you can withstand?"

Seeing this, Lin Dong raised an eyebrow and continued to press down with his dark arm, "Demon Sky-Piercing Finger!"

With a flick of his finger, an extremely dense Black Intent poured out from his fingertip, rapidly condensing into a Black Light Beam of light tens of feet long that roared down. Everything in the beam fell silent; it was a terrifying power capable of piercing through heaven and earth!