Space Ancestral Symbol, Emerge!

A secluded place extremely far from the Eastern Xuan Region.

"That little guy actually triggered the mark I left inside him, and he's already facing danger at the first level of the Samsara Stage so quickly?"

A handsome Green-clothed Man suddenly opened his golden vertical pupils, and faintly, a mighty dragon roar resounded from within him.

"Let me see who dares to insult my disciple, Qing Zhi..."

The Azure Dragon Light Markings flashed deep within the Elegant Man's pupils. Just as he was about to send that massive mass of consciousness down, the consciousness channel was suddenly severed by the other end.

"Huh, he deliberately blocked my view? What's this kid up to? He can't even let me know? Oh well, I'll ask him next time we meet."

A look of surprise appeared on the handsome face of the Green-clothed Man, then he burst into laughter.

Although the Azure Dragon King could forcefully land there, since the disciple didn't want him to know what he was doing for the time being, he might as well respect the little guy's wishes.

"Ancestral Stone Power, suppress!"

With a roar, the Ancestral Stone, which suddenly erupted with countless rays of intensely hot, milky-white light, immediately crashed down upon the Demon Emperor Lock.

A strike from a Cycle Stage Expert, combined with the full power of the second divine artifact in the world, instantly Demon Emperor Lock. The black mist that surged out in retaliation was completely purified before it could even drift away.

"Now!"

At his peak, Lin Dong suddenly formed a hand seal. The Devouring Ancestral Symbol, which was being nurtured within his Divine Soul, immediately swept to his right arm, transforming the entire arm into a large Black Symbol hand that writhed and surged like liquid.

"The Hand of the Ancestral Symbol!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the Demon Emperor Lock was being suppressed by the Ancestral Stone, Lin Dong urged his Black Symbol hand to quickly penetrate the blockade of countless Demonic Tattoo and grab at Zhou Tong's Niwan Palace.

"Call out!"

Just then, a ball of silver light suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows, with a faint golden glow emanating from its center.

It's Zhou Tong! It's Zhou Tong activating the Space Ancestral Symbol to actively cooperate with Lin Dong!

"Walk!"

Upon noticing this, Lin Dong was overjoyed. He grabbed the silver ball of light radiating ancient fluctuations with the Hand of the Ancestral Symbol, and then retreated like lightning.

Sense Stage, the Demon Emperor Lock suddenly unleashed millions of Demonic Tattoo. As the Demonic Tattoo rapidly intertwined, they transformed into a smaller Demon Emperor Lock, attempting to trap it.

Ancestral Stone was completely enraged. In its prime, it could purify the complete Demon Emperor Lock in an instant. Now, although it was severely injured, could it still not suppress a damaged version of the Demon Emperor Lock?

"Buzz!"

The trembling Ancestral Stone shattered the small Demon Emperor Lock with a single blow, and the thousands of shattered Demonic Tattoo had no choice but to return to their original form.

"Puff!"

Lin Dong, having completely extracted the silver light, could no longer hold back. He hurriedly dispersed the head of the Ancestral Symbol, only to feel a bright red stain on his throat before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The Hand of the Ancestral Symbol is a profound application of the Ancestral Symbol by its wielder. Lin Dong speculates that only when the wielder reaches the Death Mysterious Stage can they barely use this move.

Using this move now is far too much of a stretch for him, but thankfully all the effort was worthwhile, Space Ancestral Symbol was successfully retrieved.

"Buzz!"

The Ancestral Stone, which was suppressing the Demon Emperor Lock, subtly withdrew its light, moved out of the Demon Emperor Lock's attack range, and quietly floated in mid-air. No longer subjected to external attacks, the Demon Emperor Lock once again transformed into a motionless black demon lock.

"Call out!"

A Little Azure Dragon swiftly emerged from the Ancestral Stone, swaying and hovering in mid-air as if drunk.

"Azure Dragon, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Dong, who was kneeling on one knee, slowly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Sing! Sing!"

The Little Azure Dragon weakly cried out to Lin Dong, then impatiently transformed into a streak of azure light and fled back into the depths of its dantian, falling into a deep slumber.

"We actually succeeded."

The two Little Marten, who had been hiding far away, came closer and looked in amazement at the silver ball of light in Lin Dong's palm that was emitting ancient fluctuations.

"You lot are really bold, daring to venture deep into the Yuan Sect Ancestral Court."

The silver ball of light rippled slightly, and the golden ray hidden deep within it shot out, transforming into a nearly transparent golden phantom.

"Senior Zhou Tong, your Divine Soul has been severely damaged."

Lin Dong frowned slightly, snapped his fingers, and the Ancestral Stone, which was suspended in mid-air, immediately emitted a gentle light that shone on the golden phantom. The phantom figure immediately became much more solid.

"Hmm, it can actually directly nourish the Divine Soul. It seems this Mysterious Stone Talisman is also a powerful Ancient Divine Object. However, judging from your tone, the wielder of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol seems to know me?"

The illusory figure groaned contentedly, and the weak, almost inaudible voice immediately stabilized, no longer showing the weakness that seemed about to dissipate at any moment.

"I am Lin Dong of the Dao Sect, the current Chief Seat of the Desolate Hall, and the master of the Great Desolation Scripture. I have come to take you home," Lin Dong said with a smile.

"... The Dao Sect~"

The illusory figure, or rather Zhou Tong, suddenly fell silent. After a long while, he let out Youyou sigh, filled with a myriad of emotions, containing endless vicissitudes and helplessness.

"Is my Dao Sect still among the eight great sects?"

"Yes, it's steadily rising."

Who is the current Hall Master the Desolate Hall?

"Uncle-Masters Chen Zhen and Wu Dao."

Is Senior Brother Mo still alive?

"Yes, I am the current Great Elder of the Desolate Hall Martial Arts Hall."

"Master... Sect Master Ying Xuanzi?"

"I'm living a very comfortable life. I even had two daughters twenty years ago."

"..."

The smooth conversation abruptly stopped here.

"That's good, that's good. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Chen Zhen and Junior Brother Wu Dao would become the Vice Hall Master of my Desolate Hall. Senior Brother Mo's eyes have also been restored. The Sect Master also very good. He even gave birth to two Junior Sister for me. I'm relieved that everyone is doing well."

Zhou Tong didn't ask any more questions, but instead let out a long sigh of relief.

"Well then, Senior Zhou Tong, let's get down to business. The Sect Master and the Sect High-Level are currently unaware of my operation. As soon as I received the intelligence, I immediately disguised myself and headed straight for the Yuan Sect's Ancestral Court."

Lin Dong spoke up at the right moment, pulling Zhou Tong out of his reverie.

"Your decision not to tell the Sect Master was the right one. If he had received the news, he would have gone completely mad and might have even started a war with the Yuan Sect."

"Hey, for the past hundred years, I have been hiding in the deepest part of the Space Ancestral Symbol, and it is only by relying on the Ancestral Symbol Power that I have been able to keep the last bit of my True Spirit from being obscured. The three old dogs of the Yuan Sect have also gotten used to it and thought that I only had a little bit of Remnant Spirit left. If they didn't need my Divine Soul to carry the Space Ancestral Symbol, they would have definitely wiped me out completely."

"It's just that those three old dogs from the Yuan Sect think that my mind has been completely eroded by this Demon Emperor Lock over the past hundred years. In fact, I can't hold on for much longer. If you don't come, at most ten years, I will completely become a lackey of the Yuan Sect and the Yi Mo."

Zhou Tong's eyes gradually regained focus and became even more bright.