Shaking Light Sacred Land was filled with countless great mountains suspended in the air. Majestic and upright yet exquisitely beautiful, each peak possessed its own unique charm.
Lin Yu had returned to the sacred land half a month ago, and throughout this time, he had devoted himself to cultivation. Within the Dao Palace Divine Land, three heavenly palaces towered high, majestic and distant, secretly corresponding to the mysteries of the Five Elements and yin and yang.
Within the heavenly palace of the Red Emperor, Holy Flame blazed fiercely, yang energy billowed, and heaven and earth were dyed fiery red.
Within the Yellow Emperor's palace, earth energy was dense and heavy, its golden radiance merging with the land.
Within the White Emperor's heavenly palace, metal energy permeated the air, sharp and murderous, sending chills down one's spine.
Three deities manifested within the heavenly palaces, chanting scriptures like Zen hymns and sacrificial prayers. Divine light shone in countless rays, while auspicious radiance streamed in thousands of hues.
Lin Yu floated among them as the Yin Yang Sacred Power within him circulated in turn with the different lights, echoing the outside world. Five dragons coiled and surged within his Dao Palace; mist swirled inside and out, and the five energies soared into the heavens.
Suddenly, a message arrived from outside. Lin Yu halted his cultivation and emerged from seclusion.
Lin Yu wore a blue robe, his black hair tied high. A warm, lustrous piece of ancient jade hung at his waist, and his bearing was elegant and extraordinary. When he stepped outside, he saw an elder waiting for him.
The elder's eyes lit up upon seeing Lin Yu. He hurried over and said, "Holy Son, trouble has arisen at a Source Mine in the Northern Region. Sacred land disciples and many miners have