Lin Dong's Great Victory!

Lin Xiao clenched his fists, the veins on the backs of his hands bulging one by one.

This was not merely a clan tournament. It was a battle to the death filled with unknown trump cards!

The danger posed by the enemy Lin Dong faced had doubled once again!

In Lin City's rear courtyard.

Yu Xiaogang had just crawled up from the edge of the cesspit.

His clothes were covered in yellowish-black filth, and the stench rose to the heavens.

He, too, had heard that aged voice.

He raised his head and stared blankly at the screen of light in midair.

"Not the same person..." Yu Xiaogang muttered.

He tried to explain this phenomenon using his former theories.

But he found that he could not locate a single corresponding piece of knowledge in his mind.

Martial Soul Possession only changed appearances and Soul Skills. It could never change a soul or a voice!

"This is beyond comprehension..."

Yu Xiaogang slumped onto the muddy ground.

This utterly unreasonable, higher-dimensional system of power had completely destroyed the confidence in his theories that he had built over decades.

As he watched Lin Dong handling everything with ease on the Arena Stage, an intense sense of defeat arose in his heart.

Lin Dong had no need for his theories at all.

Because the level of combat Lin Dong encountered was something he, Yu Xiaogang, could not even understand by watching!

In a shadowy corner of the Arena, Hu Liena hid behind a stone pillar.

She, too, had heard that aged voice.

Although she did not understand this world's primordial spirit bodies, she could feel the very real pressure that aura brought. It was practically suffocating.

That Lin Langtian cheated.

Hu Liena immediately reached a simple conclusion.

She looked at Lin Dong on the Arena Stage.

Lin Dong stood where he was, ancient halberd in hand and back straight, displaying neither surprise nor retreat.

Hu Liena's gaze grew even more fervent.

He knew all along!

Facing an unknown monster like this, he hasn't made even the slightest move to retreat.

Only a man like this is worthy of being someone I, Hu Liena, can rely on!

She stared fixedly at Lin Dong's back, waiting for the final outcome of this battle.

Above the Arena Stage.

"Lin Langtian" hovered ten meters in the air.

He glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his pitch-black eyes locking onto Lin Dong below.

"Boy, you have many secrets."

"That black power just now even made me feel a trace of danger."

The aged voice continued, thick with murderous intent.

"But this ends here."

"I originally didn't want to expose myself before so many people, but your existence has already obstructed this body's path of cultivation."

"You must be erased."

As his words fell, "Lin Langtian" extended both hands.

His ten fingers began rapidly shifting through gestures.

With his movements, the Heaven and Earth Energy within several hundred meters began to fluctuate violently!

The Yuan Power that had originally belonged to the advanced Qi Creation Realm was actually converted into terrifyingly pure Spiritual Power at that moment!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Grayish-black energy gathered in vast quantities above Lin Langtian's head.

The air was compressed by this immense Spiritual Power, producing a continuous series of explosive cracks.

Even the light visibly distorted as it passed through this area!

In just five breaths, an enormous gray skull over fifty meters in diameter actually took full shape in midair!

This skull was constructed entirely from materialized Spiritual Power.

Two eerie green flames burned in its eye sockets.

A terrifying fluctuation capable of directly attacking the human brain radiated indiscriminately in all directions!

Aah!

The instant the hundreds of martial artists in the front rows of the stands came into contact with that fluctuation, they clutched their heads in agony and let out piercing screams.

Blood seeped from their nostrils and the corners of their eyes.

Dozens of martial artists with lower cultivation levels even bled from all seven orifices and passed out on the spot!

"A materialized Spiritual Power attack!"

Little Marten's voice rang out in Lin Dong's mind, carrying unprecedented gravity.

"That old bastard is going all out!"

"This move can directly destroy your Niwan Palace and damage the nerves in your brain!"

Lin Dong slowly raised his head.

He stared straight at the enormous gray skull in midair.

He could feel a stabbing pain in his brain-the direct physical response to his Spiritual Power being compressed.

Swish!

With a turn of his wrist, Lin Dong put the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd straight back into his Universe Bag.

Against this kind of pure Spiritual Power attack, a physical weapon was already of negligible use.

Lin Dong drew a deep breath.

He spread his feet and stood firmly on the shattered black obsidian ground.

He closed his eyes, and the Spiritual Power within his Niwan Palace began spinning at high speed.

At the same time, he fully activated the power at the very core of his body-the Devouring Ancestral Symbol!

Buzz!

Pitch-black light seeped directly out through the surface of his skin.

Lin Dong opened his eyes again.

Deep within his pupils, two slowly rotating black vortices had actually appeared!

He slowly raised his right hand, opening it palm-up.

A pitch-black hole that seemed capable of absorbing all light and energy rapidly expanded above his palm!

"No matter what's hiding inside you."

Lin Dong's voice was icy, without any fluctuation of emotion.

"Today, both of you will be lying here."

In midair.

"Lin Langtian" thrust both hands downward.

The gray skull, fifty meters in diameter, suddenly opened its enormous jaw.

Carrying immense Spiritual Power that could destroy every nerve in the brain, it crashed straight down toward Lin Dong!

And above Lin Dong's palm on the Arena Stage, the black hole also expanded wildly to a diameter of ten meters at that moment.

Like the gaping maw of an abyss, it met the enormous skull falling from above head-on!

In midair, the enormous gray skull collided directly with the pitch-black hole.

There was no thunderous explosion, only a shrill sound of energy grinding against energy.

The black hole spun rapidly above Lin Dong's palm.

The moment the gray Spiritual Power skull touched the edge of the black vortex, it was forcibly torn apart.

That highly concentrated Spiritual Power was pulled straight into the depths of the black hole and vanished completely.

No matter how "Lin Langtian" in midair drove it, the enormous skull could not press down even half an inch farther.

On the Douluo Continent.

In the Pope's Palace in Spirit City.

Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet and slammed the scepter in her hand heavily against the ground.

"Spiritual Power can be defended against like this?"

As she watched the black vortex devouring everything on the screen of light, her breathing grew extremely rapid.

"That is pure power of laws. It directly dismantled the structure of the Spiritual Power."

Bibi Dong's brows knitted tightly as she gave her assessment outright.

"On the Douluo Continent, mental Soul Skills can only be endured head-on with Spiritual Power, or passively defended against using a Head Soul Bone."

"That black thing in his hand has completely overturned our combat system."

The surrounding reverends and elders all remained silent, and cold sweat had already soaked many of their backs.

They could not even understand what substance the black vortex in Lin Dong's hand actually was.

On Shrek Academy's grounds.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot.

He stared at the screen of light, his Purple Demon Eye involuntarily operating at its limit.

"Impossible..."

Tang San's voice was hoarse, and he staggered back two steps.

"My Purple Demon Eye can't even discern any trajectory of that black vortex's operation."

"That old monster's Spiritual Power attack long surpassed the highest realm of the Purple Demon Eye in strength."

"But such immense Spiritual Power was actually absorbed directly by a black hole Lin Dong created with one hand?"

Dai Mubai swallowed and turned to Tang San.

"San, if you faced that Spiritual Power skull attack, could your Purple Demon Eye block it?"

Tang San's face was livid.

Only after a long while did he manage to force out a few words.

"It couldn't block it at all."

"The instant it made contact, my brain would be completely destroyed."

Tang San clenched his fists tightly.

He knew full well that all the Tang Sect's supreme arts and Hidden Weapons were useless in this kind of battle.

This was sheer domination by higher-dimensional power.

In the Star Luo Empire's square.

Countless gamblers and Soul Masters who had placed bets now all wore ashen faces.

"He lost. Lin Langtian is going to lose..."

"Even possessed by that monster, he can't beat that boy from Qingyang Town!"

"All my Gold Soul Coins are gone!"

Despair spread among the lower classes throughout the Douluo Continent.

Every judgment they had made before had been shattered outright by Lin Dong through the most violent means.

At the Arena in Lin City.

The gray skull in midair grew smaller and smaller.

In just ten breaths.

The immense Spiritual Power attack, fifty meters in diameter, was completely devoured by the black hole.

Lin Dong raised his right hand, and the black hole dissipated with it.

His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Lin Langtian's" body trembled violently in midair.

Having his Spiritual Power forcibly devoured had inflicted extremely severe backlash on the possessing old monster's original self.

A trace of terror flashed through his pitch-black eyes.

"Who exactly are you?"

"How could you possess a divine treasure of this caliber?!"

The aged voice carried panic he could not conceal.

Lin Dong wasted no words.

He stamped his foot heavily on the black obsidian Arena Stage.

He drove the Great Sun Thunder Body to its utmost limit.

His entire body shrouded in dark golden light, he charged straight toward "Lin Langtian" in midair at tremendous speed.

In a corner of the Arena.

Hu Liena watched Lin Dong's figure charge into the sky.

Her heart was beating faster than it ever had in her life.

"He trampled the Main Family's greatest genius underfoot."

"He even defeated the old monster hiding inside him head-on."

"He is the true king of this world."

Hu Liena reached out, tore the Spirit Hall Saintess's exclusive insignia off her clothes, and casually tossed it into the nearby rubble.

Her eyes stared fixedly at the sky.

She was ready to be the first to rush out and kneel before Lin Dong the instant he landed.

In midair.

Lin Dong appeared above "Lin Langtian."

His right fist was clenched tight, lightning gathering frantically around it.

"Get out of his body."

Lin Dong barked coldly, smashing his fist down hard at "Lin Langtian's" head.

"Lin Langtian" hurriedly mobilized the remaining Yuan Power in his body, forming a thick gray shield in front of himself.

The fist met the shield.

There was not the slightest pause.

Dark golden lightning instantly shattered every layer of defense.

The tremendous force punched through the shield, driving straight toward "Lin Langtian's" face.

"I'll remember this!"

An illusory black silhouette suddenly shot out through the crown of Lin Langtian's head, fleeing at full speed straight toward the distant void.

The old monster had abandoned this fleshly body.

The instant the black silhouette pulled free, Lin Langtian's eyes returned to their normal color.

He had only just regained consciousness.

An enlarged dark golden fist appeared in his field of vision.

The fist stopped less than half an inch in front of his pupils.

The savage wind from the punch scoured his cheeks with searing pain, and a sense of mortal peril instantly enveloped his entire body.

Lin Dong's fist, suspended in midair, abruptly opened into a palm.

Dark golden lightning gathered frantically in his palm.

Without any hesitation, he swung his right hand, wreathed in dazzling light, straight down at Lin Langtian below.

The attack targeted Lin Langtian's right leg.

"I told you I'd chop off the foot you used to trample our branch family."

Lin Dong's voice was icy.

Dark golden lightning instantly sliced through skin, muscle, and bone.

Blood sprayed through the air.

Lin Langtian's right leg was severed cleanly below the knee, separating from his body.

With a piercing scream, Lin Langtian lost control of his body and plummeted straight toward the ground.

He slammed heavily onto the black obsidian Arena Stage, blood from his severed leg rapidly staining the surrounding ground red.

He rolled violently across the ground, both hands clamped over his severed leg, his face utterly contorted with pain.

The entire Arena fell silent.

In the Qingyang Town Branch Family's seating area.

Lin Zhentian released the stone railing with both hands and collapsed into his chair, his eyes red.

Lin Xiao covered his face with both hands, warm tears flowing ceaselessly between his fingers.

Their branch family had endured oppression for ten whole years.

Today, before the eyes of hundreds of thousands, Lin Dong had shattered the Main Line's absolute authority through the most direct violence.

At the highest point of the stands, three Supreme Elders of the Lin Clan rose to their feet at the same time.

Their faces were dark to the extreme, their eyes filled with uncontrollable fury.

Lin Langtian was an exceptional genius the Main Family had poured countless resources into raising, the face of the Lin Clan.

Now, a branch family disciple had cut off that face's leg in public.

Two Supreme Elders leaped directly down from the high platform.

They tore through the air with shrill whistles, appearing in the center of the Arena Stage in an instant.

The two stood shoulder to shoulder, directly blocking the way between Lin Langtian and Lin Dong.

Two immense waves of pressure poured out of their bodies; this was genuine Nirvana Realm cultivation.

The pressure blanketed the entire Arena Stage.

Under the sustained weight of that pressure, the black obsidian floor beneath Lin Dong's feet cracked with sounds of unbearable strain.

On the Douluo Continent.

On the grounds of Shrek Academy.

Tang San watched the two old men appear in the light screen, his gaze turning cold and indifferent.

He voiced his analysis to the people around him.

"The battle is over, but the true death trap has only just begun."

"These are the rules within a great clan."

"There is no absolute fairness, only absolute interests."

Tang San clasped his hands behind his back and continued.

"Lin Langtian commands top-tier resources. Even if he loses, the clan's higher-ups will forcibly intervene to protect him."

"Lin Dong won the duel, but he challenged the Main Line's authority."

"A branch family disciple with no backing whatsoever cannot possibly stand against the highest authority of the entire clan."

"Lin Dong is certain to die."

"Exactly. After this, he can forget about getting out alive!"