Time passed little by little.
An hour after Bai Tianling entered the Holy Pagoda, someone finally lost patience and approached Chen Lin.
"Lu Chenxian of Fifth Pillar Heaven greets you, Daoist Lin."
Chen Lin glanced at him. He was a middle-aged man with a resolute face. With mana and divine sense suppressed by the mysterious energy here, Chen Lin could not determine his exact cultivation, but he was certainly beyond Dao Inquiry.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Lu."
He cupped his fists in return.
Lu Chenxian hesitated before saying, "Daoist Lin, I saw you control that white horn earlier. Could you open the entrance again so we can go inside and see what is happening?"
Chen Lin smiled and took out the horn. "You misunderstood, Fellow Daoist Lu. I cannot control this object. I merely attached a strand of rule force to it beforehand, which allowed me to snatch it from Bai Tianling. That was not truly activating it."
With that, he handed the horn over.
He swept his gaze over the crowd. "If any of you think I am lying, you are welcome to try. This horn was left behind when Bai Tianling's ancestor perished. It should require energy compatible with the Bai Family's innate talent to activate. A Spatial Talent Bearer might also have a chance."
Lu Chenxian had not expected Chen Lin to hand it over so readily, but he accepted it nonetheless. "I see. Thank you for your generosity, Daoist Lin!"
He then roused his divine power and tried to activate it.
But he failed.
Unwilling to give up, he tried two other methods. Only after finding that it still showed no reaction did he shake his head and look at the others.
"I'll try!"
A Sword-Eyed Man immediately stepped forward and took the horn.
Yet after trying