Four months later, Shaking Light Sacred Land.
Clang!
The toll of a great bell pierced the heavens, drifting out from the depths of the sacred land to announce the beginning of the Holy Son selection.
At the center of Shaking Light Sacred Land, within the largest training ground atop the divine city that never touched the earth, the ancient restrictions were activated by the Grand Elders.
Dazzling radiance shone as divine patterns flickered, converging into a clear path leading to the training ground.
Geniuses from every direction, long lying in wait, now had their eyes flare with light. Their blood and qi surged like a vast ocean, while roaring spiritual power poured forth and condensed into blazing spiritual flames around their bodies.
Some rode divine birds and exotic beasts, treasure light gleaming around them; others controlled mysterious magical artifacts as runes intertwined and flowed. One after another, they shot into the air and sped toward the training ground.
The sky changed color as streams of light crisscrossed it. Many Reserve Holy Sons brimmed with fighting spirit, looking down upon the world like gods descending into mortal lands.
At the same time, war chariots raced over, their wheels rumbling. Wherever they passed, space rippled layer upon layer like water, and the entire sky seemed unable to bear the strain as it shook violently. They descended onto the viewing platform.
Holy Lord Li Daoqing wore a dark embroidered robe, his flowing sleeves fluttering as he took his seat alongside the other Grand Elders, ready to witness this momentous Holy Son selection.
The Yaoguang Holy Maiden also appeared gracefully. Her features were exquisite, her eyes lively, and her temperament cool. Her moon-white gauze dress resembled a flowing galaxy, and as she walked through the void, she left behind a string of dreamlike immortal imprints.
Li Daoqing stood with his hands behind his back, his pressure like invisible mountains that twisted the void.
He took a single step and instantly appeared at the center of the training ground. His gaze shone like two divine beams as it swept across the crowd before he announced in a voice like a great bell, "The Holy Son selection of Shaking Light Sacred Land begins!"
In an instant, the winds and clouds above the training ground shifted. The geniuses' fighting spirit soared, cheers thundered from below the stage, and the elders watched with burning anticipation, quietly awaiting the birth of a new generation's Holy Son.
Lin Yu wore black robes, his long hair dancing in the wind, his eyes as still as an ancient well. With a light tap of his toes, he strolled through the void and entered the training ground.
His voice was clear and brimming with confidence. "Anyone who wishes to fight me need not hesitate. Come forward!" After speaking, he slowly swept his blazing gaze over the crowd, his eyes carrying an innate arrogance.
Boom!
The entire area immediately erupted. Countless young disciples focused their attention on him, including Holy Lord Li Daoqing and the many Grand Elders.
"Who is he? Is there someone like him among the Candidate Holy Sons?" someone asked in confusion.
"I've never seen him either," another said blankly.
"What an ignorant bunch. This is Junior Brother Yang Xuan. He possesses a divine body and once defeated Senior Brother Yun Lan." Those who knew Lin Yu stepped forward to explain.
"Who would have thought our sacred land had produced someone with a divine body? Now the Holy Son selection will be interesting!" someone shouted excitedly, clearly eager for chaos.
"You are merely in the Dao Palace Secret Realm. How dare you act so arrogantly?"
The speaker was a man who looked around thirty-seven or thirty-eight. He was tall and upright, with thick brows and large eyes, exuding a heroic bearing. He shot into the sky and landed steadily opposite Lin Yu, confronting him.
"State your name. As my first opponent, I'll allow you to leave behind your name." Lin Yu looked down at him with disdain, his head held high and his face full of contempt for his opponent.
"Chu. Ling. Kong!" the newcomer said, each word falling like a heavy hammer, every syllable carrying boundless force.
"So it's you, Shaking Light's eldest senior brother. You lost to Shaking Light before, yet now you have the nerve to come up?"
The corners of Lin Yu's lips curled into a teasing smile.
"Hahaha..." Chu Lingkong threw back his head and laughed. His wild black hair whipped chaotically in the wind, and a chill instantly appeared on his face. "Very well. I'd like to see what makes you so confident!"
Bang! Chu Lingkong suddenly threw a punch. His fist wind howled, and the void shuddered violently beneath the blow, fully revealing the formidable strength of the Four Extremities Secret Realm.
"You're still far inferior to me in strength!" Lin Yu's body trembled slightly as the Ancient Giant Elephant Particles within him stirred, and endless immense strength instantly flooded his body.
He answered fist with fist. With a thunderous boom, heaven and earth lost color as Chu Lingkong was sent flying far away by that immense force.
"Is this the power of a divine body? He sent Eldest Senior Brother flying with just one punch." Many people were left dumbfounded by the sight.
"How can your strength be so great?" Chu Lingkong's face instantly turned pale, his eyes filled with disbelief. As a powerful cultivator of the Four Extremities Secret Realm, he had actually fallen short in a contest of strength against Lin Yu, who was only at the Dao Palace First Layer.
Shaking Light Sun Refining Fist!
Chu Lingkong roared as the scorching power of the sun gathered upon his fist like a tide. Rolling heat waves rushed forth, and his fist wind became like countless sharp blades, mercilessly tearing through the air.
Wherever it passed, space seemed to melt beneath the intense heat, leaving behind one horrifying crack after another.
Lin Yu remained expressionless. He slowly raised his hands and met the attack with the Primordial Sacred Light Art. In an instant, golden radiance surged around him as sacred light rapidly condensed within his body.
His entire body became dazzling, even every strand of his hair turning gold. He seemed like a god descending into the world, emanating a sacred and majestic aura.
The Primordial Sacred Light Art could purify heaven and earth and burn the skies. Its power was unmatched and unstoppable, while its defensive might was astonishing; few divine arts could compare to it.
As the sacred light shone, a Divine Sun slowly rose, releasing endless brilliance and forcing back Chu Lingkong's Fist Seal.
Buzz! A sword of sacred light appeared out of thin air in Lin Yu's hand. Its blade shone with boundless radiance, sacred and inviolable. He swung the holy sword, and an enormous golden pillar of light burst forth from it, like a divine beam capable of splitting heaven and earth.
The pillar of light collided fiercely with Chu Lingkong's scorching fist wind, instantly erupting in blinding brilliance as scorching heat and sacred power clashed. Light spilled everywhere, heat waves rolled outward, and the entire training ground was engulfed by this force.
Chu Lingkong could not withstand it and retreated step by step. Countless tiny golden blades of light split off from the pillar and swept toward him like a torrential downpour. Every blade carried purifying power; wherever they passed, the scorching heat was instantly suppressed, while the cracks in space gradually mended beneath the sacred light.
"The divine body is so powerful. Eldest Senior Brother is about to lose!" someone cried out in alarm.
"A divine body truly lives up to its reputation. No wonder so many people admire it." The disciples exclaimed in amazement, endlessly praising Lin Yu's strength.
Unwilling to accept this, Chu Lingkong let out a furious roar and exerted every ounce of power within him to resist.
Lin Yu remained unmoved. Holding the holy sword, he advanced toward him step by step. The sacred light was endless, and the golden blades were like sharp arrows, easily piercing through Chu Lingkong's defenses and striking directly at his body and soul.
The sacred light burned him. Chu Lingfeng suffered grievous injuries to both body and soul, was completely defeated, and fell onto the training ground.
"You have lost!" Sacred light gathered and transformed into countless Golden Chains. They shot out like spiritual serpents and bound him tightly. Runes flickered across the chains as Chu Lingkong's power was completely sealed, leaving him no room even to struggle.
"Who else wishes to come forward?"
Lin Yu stood within the golden light, his gaze cold and majestic as he calmly watched the crowd.
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