Within the Tianyan Mountain Range stood an enormous mountain.
The mountain had no peak. Amid the lush greenery, ancient buildings resembling massive boulders could vaguely be seen at its summit. This was where the Ancient Tomb Mansion was located, and fluctuations from a seal still lingered above it.
Quite a few camps had been set up at the foot of the mountain. As time passed and noon arrived, the mountain's base gradually became lively.
Because the Ancient Tomb Mansion was about to open!
At first, a crimson streak shot through the northern sky like a meteor, flying through the air. The momentum of the Yuan Power it stirred between heaven and earth was exceptionally terrifying, causing everyone in the camps to look up.
"Screech!"
A gigantic, majestic scarlet eagle arrived, with a young man in green standing atop it with his hands clasped behind his back. His long hair fluttered in the wind, giving him an exceedingly carefree air. Such bearing won the admiration of many.
"It's him, Lin Langtian of the Lin Clan!"
Someone in the camp cried out. While everyone's eyes were focused on that man, a youth seated cross-legged atop a huge boulder raised his head to stare at him. Unlike the others, whose eyes were filled with fervor and admiration, his burned with flames—the flames of vengeance!
As Lin Dong gazed at that figure, countless thoughts churned in his heart. After hearing Little Marten's explanation, he learned that his opponent had already reached the Creation Qi Stage, two major realms above him!
If an ordinary person had such an enemy, he would surely give up.
However, this did not discourage Lin Dong. He continued stubbornly staring at the figure in green. After committing his appearance to memory, he slowly lowered his head. One day...
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