At that moment, countless stunned gazes from across all seven peaks of the Cang Xuan Sect turned toward Sacred Source Peak! Cries of alarm and uproar swept through the sect like a tidal wave!
Sect Master Qingyang and the five Peak Masters instantly appeared atop their respective main peaks, staring toward Sacred Source Peak with disbelief written all over their faces!
"Nine Rings of the Profound Bell... This boy... actually managed to reach this point?" Sect Master Qingyang muttered, a sharp gleam bursting from his eyes!
Peak Master Lianyin's red lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes shimmering with surprise. "This little fellow... really is full of surprises!"
Peak Master Lingjun's expression darkened. He let out a cold snort, though the hand hidden within his sleeve slowly clenched.
At the foot of Sacred Source Peak, Xuan Zi, the peak guardian, held a bamboo broom as he gazed toward the summit. A complicated yet gratified smile appeared on his aged face as he murmured, "Master... the legacy you left behind has finally found the right person..."
At the summit of the main peak.
Mo Lin held the warm, weighty Peak Master Seal in his hand. Feeling the vast power contained within it, as well as the bloodline-like connection linking him to all of Sacred Source Peak, a satisfied smile curved his lips.
"Mm, feels pretty good. From now on, this place is our territory." He tossed the great seal lightly before stuffing it into his robes as if it were not a priceless treasure symbolizing the authority of an entire peak, but a paperweight he had just bought.
His figure flashed, and he was already back before the dumbfounded Li Qingxuan and the others.
"Senior Brother Li," Mo Lin said lazily, waving the Peak Master Seal in his hand, "Sacred Source Peak