At the summit of Jade Wall Mountain, spatial ripples spread outward as passageways connecting to the outside world gradually stabilized, emitting hazy halos of light.
The Cang Xuan Sect disciples gathered before the passages, every face brimming with irrepressible excitement and exhilaration. Their harvest from this trip to the Profound Origin Cave Heaven far surpassed that of all previous generations. Those dazzling Eight-Colored God-Building Treasures and dozens of streaks of seven-colored light were like the brightest stars, illuminating Cang Xuan Sect's future path to greatness. The resentment they had suppressed for years was completely swept away at this moment.
Chu Qing, Li Qingchan, and the others were orderly directing the disciples into the spatial passages.
Mo Lin stood slightly behind the crowd, his calm gaze sweeping across this world they were about to leave behind.
In his mind, Peak Master Lianyin's meaningful voice transmission before they entered the Profound Origin Cave Heaven echoed clearly:
"Within the Profound Origin Cave Heaven, fortunes are contested and life or death is determined by fate. You are all pillars of Cang Xuan Sect, so be decisive when facing matters. Especially... if you encounter the Sacred Palace, there is no need to hold back. If you get the chance... purge them to death for this Peak Master! If anything happens, this Peak Master will bear it!"
When Peak Master Lianyin had said those words, her elegant and noble face had carried a rare sharpness and killing intent. Mo Lin naturally understood that this was not a momentary outburst, but the eruption of Cang Xuan Sect's upper ranks' accumulated resentment toward the Sacred Palace's years of suppression. It was also a clear authorization and expectation for their disciples, especially top combatants like him.
"Purge..." A faint curve lifted at the corner of Mo Lin's lips, carrying