From this moment on, they could be said to be completely isolated and helpless. Even the idea of joining forces with the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples to kill Lin Xuan had probably come to nothing. If they wanted to survive, they could only rely on themselves.
It was stifling, but there was nothing they could do to change it.
They did not doubt Lin Xuan's words in the slightest. If the time limit came and any of them truly failed to enter the sect, Lin Xuan would one hundred percent strike them down.
At this moment, the pressure on Young Lord Wind Fiend's group surged dramatically, and likewise, their hatred for Lin Xuan reached its peak.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan nodded in great satisfaction.
Without another word, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged, his gaze turning directly toward the forest that exuded an ancient aura.
The instant his gaze fell upon the majestic stone stele, densely packed characters immediately surfaced in his mind.
There were not many characters, merely a thousand or so, yet they were incomparably obscure. Every single one seemed to contain boundless profound meaning.
"With Supreme Radiance's talent, I wonder how long he'll need to comprehend it?"
"The current methods don't suit him very well. He probably won't be able to surpass the current Disciple of the Dao, will he?"
The gatekeeper began to watch Lin Xuan, muttering inwardly.
Lin Xuan paid no attention. The instant the scripture was imprinted in his mind, his consciousness had already sunk into the Soul Suppressing Pagoda.
Sitting cross-legged within Myriad Ages in an Instant, Lin Xuan began analyzing those thousand sprawling characters.
The cultivation time within the Soul Suppressing Pagoda began to plummet rapidly.
Yet as his analysis continued, Lin Xuan's brows gradually furrowed.
"This... why does it seem somewhat connected to