Ling Qingzhu

Because he could sense Xiao Yan's aura, Lin Dong and the others hurried toward the depths of the Tianyan Mountain Range.

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

The appearance of the Ancient Tomb Mansion had drawn many people here early, and a camp had sprung up in the open area at the foot of the mountain.

With Xiao Yan's strength and the Lin Clan's status, Lin Dong and the others entered the camp without any trouble.

After they had settled in, Lin Dong wasted no time. He ducked into his tent and began cultivating in seclusion.

Lin Dong was now only one step away from Primal Core Realm Great Perfection. Once he reached it, he would have the strength to contend with Lin Langtian.

Time passed quickly as Lin Dong cultivated. In the blink of an eye, two days had gone by.

Two days later, when Lin Dong emerged from his tent, Lin Ke'er immediately sensed that his aura had changed. She smiled and said,

"You're finally out of seclusion? If you'd stayed in there any longer, I would've had to come drag you out."

The Lin Clan group had set off late. If their party hadn't been so large, and Xiao Yan's aura hadn't driven away the demonic beasts, letting them move through the forest unhindered, they might have arrived just as the Ancient Tomb Mansion was about to open.

Lin Dong chuckled at her words and was about to reply when he suddenly turned toward the north. A moment later, the sound of something cutting through the air came from the direction he was watching.

A streak of red light shot over from the distance. As it drew closer, it stirred the Primal Energy between heaven and earth, its impressive arrival instantly alerting everyone in the camp.

Under countless watchful eyes, the red light hurtled toward them. When it neared, everyone was surprised to discover that it was a giant eagle, red from head to tail.

The eagle was incredibly fast. After a few beats of its wings, it arrived above the camp with the sound of wind and thunder.

As soon as the eagle stopped, Lin Dong looked straight at the figure standing on its back. The young man wore a green robe and stood with his hands behind his back. A breeze swept past, stirring his long hair and making him look exceptionally carefree.

After appearing, the green-robed man casually glanced at the camp below, then indifferently looked away. Clearly, nothing down there was worth his attention.

"Lin Langtian!"

Lin Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his breathing grew faster.

Not far away, Cang Wu leaned against a huge boulder with his arms crossed. He glanced at Lin Langtian and raised an eyebrow, then chuckled.

"Interesting. You're the first person I've seen who dares to show off like that in front of me."

As he spoke, Cang Wu patted Xiao Yan beside him, signaling for him to calm down.

"Haha, Lin Langtian, you beat us here again!"

Just as Lin Langtian's imposing presence had left everyone in awe, a boisterous laugh like a thunderclap rang out from the distance.

Everyone looked over and saw a streak of golden light hurtling toward them. A powerful, domineering aura surged over the camp like a tidal wave.

The golden light became a rainbow and soon reached the sky above them. It stopped in midair and transformed into a massive golden spear several yards long.

A man in golden robes stood proudly atop the spear. His long hair hung loose, and he was like a battle spear himself, exuding an air of arrogance.

"Damn it! That mere Form Creation Realm ant dares to act so arrogant in front of Lord Marten? Lin Dong, if you get the chance, just rob him!"

Lin Dong's eyes had just darkened as he marveled at the man's strength when Little Marten's furious voice rang out in his mind, making him pause.

Just then, Lin Ke'er spoke up beside him.

"Lin Dong, that man is Wang Yan of the Wang Clan. He's very powerful too!"

Lin Dong nodded, then asked Little Marten in his mind,

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

"That's a high-grade Spirit Treasure. It can't compare to an Earth-grade Spirit Treasure, but if you can steal it, your strength will definitely improve by a lot. You'll have an extra five percent chance of beating Lin Langtian!"

Little Marten answered at once, sounding as if he wished Lin Dong would attack right that moment.

Lin Dong's heart tightened. He glanced at Lin Langtian again, the fighting spirit in his eyes rising even higher. He quietly asked Little Marten,

"Little Marten, what are my odds if I fight Lin Langtian right now?"

"On your own, you probably don't have even a one-in-ten chance. Lin Langtian's no ordinary opponent. You can't judge him like some typical early Qi Creation Realm cultivator. Even with Lord Marten's help, your odds might not reach three in ten!"

Little Marten's voice was grave. That was the main reason he was urging Lin Dong to go after Wang Yan first.

Lin Dong knew his chances were slim, but he hadn't expected them to be that low. Even so, he didn't feel the slightest urge to back down.

"Less than one in ten? Then I'll fight him and see! If I can't win, I'll go rob Wang Yan!"

While Lin Dong and Little Marten were talking, another young man arrived, riding a huge Azure Luan. He looked neither male nor female, and was Qin Shi of the Qin Clan.

Seeing that Qin Shi had arrived, Wang Yan was the first to lose patience. He hurriedly urged them,

"Since we're all here, let's break the seal together!"

"Not yet. We're waiting for one more person."

Lin Langtian smiled faintly at that and answered softly. Wang Yan frowned and pressed him,

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

"The Huangfu Family isn't sending any of their clansmen, but they've invited an even more talented young cultivator."

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

"Brother Langtian, you flatter me. With so many outstanding young talents from the Great Yan Dynasty here, I'm afraid I won't gain much from this trip."

A streak of green light swept over from the distance and transformed into a Green Lotus. A woman stood quietly upon it, as cool and otherworldly as a celestial maiden from the heavens, embodying an utterly transcendent beauty.

She wore a plain-colored long dress. Her willow-like brows were dark as ink, her skin as white as snow, and a thin veil lightly covered her face, lending her an air of mystery and grace.

Yet as soon as she appeared, the woman's brows suddenly furrowed. She looked down, and when her gaze fell on a young man in black robes below, her pupils contracted.

After a brief pause, the woman smiled and said,

"The Great Yan Dynasty is truly full of hidden talents. Why don't you come up and have a chat, young master?"