Ling Qingzhu

Because of Xiao Yan's presence, Lin Dong and his group quickly headed deeper into the Tianyan Mountain Range.

The next day, Lin Dong and the others arrived at the outskirts of the mountain peak where the Ancient Tomb Mansion was located.

Due to the appearance of the Ancient Tomb Mansion, many people had already arrived at this location, so a camp had sprung up on the open ground at the foot of the mountain.

Relying on Xiao Yan's strength and their Lin Clan identity, Lin Dong and his group entered the camp very smoothly.

After setting up in the camp, Lin Dong unhesitatingly ducked into his tent and began to cultivate in seclusion.

Currently, Lin Dong was only a single step away from the Great Perfection of the Primal Core Realm. Once he reached the Great Perfection of the Primal Core Realm, he would have the capital to contend with Lin Langtian.

Time passed quickly amidst Lin Dong's arduous cultivation. In the blink of an eye, two days had gone by.

Two days later, when Lin Dong emerged from his tent, Lin Ke'er clearly sensed that his aura was different. She said with a light laugh.

"You're finally out of seclusion? If you didn't come out soon, I would have had to come call you."

The Lin Clan group had departed later. If it weren't for their large numbers and Xiao Yan's aura driving away demonic beasts, allowing them to move through the forest unimpeded, by the time they arrived here, it would likely be close to the time the Ancient Tomb Mansion opened.

Lin Dong chuckled lightly at her words. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly turned his head and looked north. Immediately, a sound of wind breaking came from the direction Lin Dong was looking.

Following that, a red light streaked through the air from afar. As the red light approached, the Primal Energy in the heavens and earth was stirred. Such a display instantly alerted everyone in the camp.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the red light rapidly swept closer. As it drew near, everyone was surprised to discover that it was actually a giant eagle with a completely crimson body.

The giant eagle moved with incredible speed. With just a few flaps of its wings, it brought the sound of wind and thunder as it arrived above the camp.

When the giant eagle stopped, Lin Dong's gaze immediately fell upon the figure standing on its back. There, a young man in a green robe stood with his hands behind his back. A gentle breeze blew, rustling his long hair, making him appear exceptionally dashing.

After the man in the green robe appeared, he casually swept his gaze over the camp below before indifferently withdrawing it. Clearly, in the man's eyes, there was nothing below that was worth his attention.

"Lin Langtian!"

Lin Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, his breathing gradually quickening.

Not far away, Cang Wu leaned against a large blue stone with his arms crossed. His gaze fell upon Lin Langtian, and his brows couldn't help but rise. He chuckled and said.

"Interesting. This is the first time I've seen someone dare to show off so much in front of me."

As he spoke, Cang Wu couldn't help but pat Xiao Yan beside him, signaling Xiao Yan to calm down first.

"Haha, Lin Langtian, you beat me to it again!"

Just as everyone was captivated by Lin Langtian's imposing aura, another thunderous laugh echoed from afar.

Everyone turned their heads towards the distant sound. They saw a golden light streaking through the air, and a powerful, domineering aura surged forth like a tide.

The golden light transformed into a rainbow and quickly swept across the sky, finally stopping silently and transforming into a colossal golden spear several dozen feet long.

Upon the golden spear stood a man in golden robes, his posture arrogant. His long hair cascaded down, and the entire person resembled a battle spear, exuding an air of wild pride.

"Damn it, a mere Form Creation Realm ant dares to be so arrogant in front of Lord Marten! Kid Lin Dong, if you get a chance later, just snatch that guy's stuff!"

Lin Dong's eyes darkened. Just as he was marveling at the man's considerable strength, he heard Little Marten's furious voice sound in his mind, causing Lin Dong to freeze for a moment.

At this moment, Lin Ke'er, standing beside him, suddenly spoke to Lin Dong.

"Lin Dong, that person is Wang Yan from the Wang Clan. His strength is also quite formidable!"

Lin Dong nodded lightly. At the same time, he asked Little Marten in his mind.

"Little Marten, what rank is the magical treasure under Wang Yan's feet?"

"That is a high-grade Spirit Treasure. Although it's not as good as an Earth-grade Spirit Treasure, if you can snatch it, your strength will definitely improve by a large margin, and your chances against Lin Langtian will increase by half a percent!"

Little Marten quickly replied, its tone suggesting it wished Lin Dong would act immediately.

Lin Dong's heart tightened. He couldn't help but glance at Lin Langtian again, his fighting spirit growing even more intense. He then asked softly in his mind.

"Little Marten, if I fight Lin Langtian right now, what are my chances of winning?"

"On your own, probably not even one percent. This Lin Langtian is not simple; you can't treat him as an ordinary Qi Creation Realm minor accomplishment cultivator. Even with my help, it might not be thirty percent!"

Little Marten's voice was also quite solemn. This was also the main reason why it was strongly urging Lin Dong to make a move on Wang Yan first.

Although Lin Dong knew his chances of winning were not high, he hadn't expected them to be so low. Yet, even so, he showed no signs of backing down.

"Less than one percent? We'll fight first, then decide! If I can't win, I'll go snatch Wang Yan's!"

While Lin Dong was communicating with Little Marten, another youth, riding a giant Azure Luan and neither male nor female, arrived. It was Qin Shi from the Qin Clan.

Seeing that Qin Shi had also arrived, Wang Yan was the first to become impatient and quickly urged.

"Since everyone is here, let's work together to break this seal!"

"No rush, we're still waiting for one person!"

Lin Langtian smiled faintly and replied softly. This caused Wang Yan's brows to furrow, and he asked further.

"Who else are we waiting for? Didn't the Huangfu Family say they wouldn't send anyone?"

"The Huangfu Family isn't planning to send any clan members, but they've invited an even more formidable genius!"

Lin Langtian's answer immediately piqued Wang Yan's curiosity. Before Wang Yan could ask further, a clear and ethereal voice drifted from the sky.

"Brother Langtian exaggerates Qingzhu's abilities. With so many young talents from your Great Yan Dynasty here, Qingzhu is unlikely to gain much from this trip!"

A green light streaked from afar, eventually transforming into a green lotus. Upon the green lotus stood a fairy, as cold and ethereal as a celestial maiden from the ninth heaven, perfectly embodying a detached beauty.

The woman wore a plain, long dress. Her willow-like eyebrows were like ink, her skin was fairer than snow, and a light veil partially obscured her face, exuding a mysterious and elegant aura.

However, after appearing, the woman suddenly furrowed her delicate brows. Looking down, her pupils contracted when her gaze fell upon a black-robed youth below.

After reacting, the woman let out a soft laugh and said.

"The Great Yan Dynasty truly harbors hidden dragons and crouching tigers. This young sir, why don't you come up for a chat?"