"Young Master Lin Dong?" Huyan Li froze.
"That's right!" The old man straightened his back and spoke with pride, as though sharing in the honor.
"Young Master Lin Dong's grandfather is our Lin Family's patriarch, Lin Zhentian, and his father is Lord Lin Xiao. He also has a lively, adorable younger sister named Qing Tan."
"Back then, our Lin Family was only a minor family here in Qingyang Town, and the Lei Family and Xie Family frequently oppressed us."
"But ever since Young Master Lin Dong rose to prominence, our Lin Family has charged forward, singing all the way."
"Young Master Lin Dong left the Great Yan Dynasty behind long ago."
"I heard he's about to fight Lin Langtian, the Lin Clan's peerless genius, to the death in that Hundred Dynasties War!"
"That's a grand battle renowned throughout the entire Eastern Xuan Region!"
The old man grew more excited as he spoke, as though Lin Dong, whose name resounded across the world, were his own son.
As they watched the old man's account on the sky screen, the entire Douluo Continent erupted.
At the Elephant Armor Sect's residence.
Huyan Zhen had only just regained consciousness. Seeing his grandson reduced to a slave and forced to bow and scrape before an old man on the sky screen, he nearly spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Li!"
"You're the future of the Elephant Armor Sect! How could you become someone else's slave?"
Huyan Zhen beat his chest and stamped his feet, his aged face flushing the color of pig liver.
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Inside Shrek Academy.
Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang sneered repeatedly, a shrewd gleam flashing through his eyes.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking as though he had seen through everything.
"Don't panic, everyone. You've all been intimidated by the superficial names in this world."
"Think about it carefully."
"Those so-called Nine Layers of Body Tempering sound like nothing more than external exercises for building strength."
"That's equivalent to the stages from Soul Scholar to Soul Master on our Douluo Continent."
"And that Earth Origin Realm is, at the absolute most, only equivalent to a Soul Grandmaster."
Yu Xiaogang paused, that self-deceiving sense of superiority surfacing on his face again.
"As for why Huyan Li lost to someone at the Soul Grandmaster level."
"It was merely because he was in another world and hadn't adapted to the conditions, while his opponent used a sneak attack and underhanded tricks."
Hearing Grandmaster's analysis, Dai Mubai hurriedly took the offered way out.
With disdain all over his face, he snorted. "Grandmaster is right!"
"After all that fuss, it turns out to be a minor family in some impoverished backwater."
"Lin Dong, Lin Zhentian, Lin Xiao-I've never even heard of them."
"And a Hundred Dynasties War?"
"I'd say it's nothing more than a bunch of country bumpkins brawling in the mud."
"With my supreme talent as the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, if I went to that Hundred Dynasties War, I could easily bring back first place!"
Ma Hongjun chuckled too, rubbing his hands. "You're absolutely right, Boss Dai."
"That old man made it all sound so miraculous."
"For all we know, that Young Master Lin Dong is some hulking brute who can't compare to even one of Boss Dai's fingers."
"And that younger sister called Qing Tan is probably just a village girl who's never seen the world."
Ning Rongrong gave a haughty snort too, her eyes filled with disdain.
"Exactly. Any one of us Shrek Seven Devils could flatten that Lin Family."
"I really don't know what Huyan Li is afraid of. He's completely disgraced Soul Masters."
Tang San, on the other hand.
The light of the Purple Demon Eye flickered in his eyes. Outwardly, he nodded in agreement with his teacher, but inwardly, he was rapidly weighing things up.
Body Tempering, Earthly Yuan, Heaven Origin, Origin Pill...
These realms may sound simple, but judging from the power of that man's punch during the day, they absolutely can't be underestimated.
It seems the Martial Universe's cultivation system places greater emphasis on instantaneous bursts of one's own strength.
But no matter how explosive they are, they can never be faster than my Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.
As long as I keep my distance, straightforward brutes like that are nothing more than living targets.
Inside the Pope's Palace at Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong watched the light screen, but shook her head helplessly.
"A collateral family member at the Early Earth Origin Realm can unleash enough power to shatter a Soul Bone."
"How could a mere Soul Grandmaster possibly compare to a power system of such caliber?"
Her stunning face was filled with gravity.
"What's more, this is only the Lin Family in a remote little town within the Great Yan Dynasty."
"Then just how terrifying must Lin Dong be, if his name resounds throughout the Eastern Xuan Region and he can contend in the Hundred Dynasties War?"
Bibi Dong tapped her fingers lightly against the tabletop, growing increasingly wary of that world.
The Divine Realm.
Seated upon his divine throne, the Destruction God King sneered as well.
"People of the lower realm truly have shallow knowledge."
"That Lin Dong is most likely just a mortal with a little talent."
"The Hundred Dynasties War? Nothing but a carnival for a swarm of ants."
"Still, this world's cultivation system is rather interesting."
While the various powers of Douluo spun wild conjectures based on the information Huyan Li had coaxed out.
On the sky screen, Huyan Li's image finally began to dim.
Clearly, the sky screen had judged that his daily life of frantically chopping trees as a slave had temporarily lost its value for exploration.
Then that majestic voice rang out again.
[Number Three Explorer's live broadcast has been suspended.] [Switching to Number Four Explorer's perspective...]
As that majestic voice faded.
Another violent ripple of space spread across the image on the light screen.
Across the Douluo Continent, countless Soul Masters and ordinary people involuntarily craned their necks.
Everyone wanted to see just what this Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from the Star Dou Great Forest would encounter.
After all, as far as many people knew, Soul Beasts were far better at surviving than humans.
Soon, the scene on the light screen became clear.
What came into view was no desolate wilderness.
Instead, it was a vast immortal paradise of magnificent splendor!
Towering mountain peaks, each so enormous that their ends could not be seen at a glance, floated amid a sea of clouds without any support.
In the sky, countless formations radiating terrifying fluctuations interwove like stars.
Amid the swirling mist, countless cultivators could faintly be seen riding enormous birds across the heavens.
This was none other than the territory ruled by the Yuan Sect, one of the Eastern Xuan Region's Eight Great Super Sects!
Then a mass of light flashed.
The Gale Demon Wolf's elephant-sized body slammed heavily onto the edge of one of the Floating Mountain Peaks.
"Whimper..."
The moment it landed, the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast let out a cry of pain.
The powerful bones it took such pride in cracked beneath an unbearable burden the instant it hit the ground.
The Heaven and Earth Yuan Power within this super sect's territory was so dense that it seemed impossible to disperse.
For the Gale Demon Wolf, which possessed no Yuan Power, the air here was heavier than mercury!
It tucked its tail in terror, its green-glowing eyes fixed on its surroundings.
As one of the overlords of the Star Dou Great Forest, its keen instincts were screaming warnings.
The aura emanating from even a random blade of grass or tree here made it feel suffocated.
Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.
Beside the Lake of Life.
The Sky Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape involuntarily widened their eyes as they watched the scene on the sky screen.
"Big Brother, that mountain... it's actually floating in the sky?"
The Titan Giant Ape exclaimed in his deep, rumbling voice, his lantern-like eyes filled with shock.
The Sky Azure Bull Python sucked in a sharp breath as well.
"What terrifying foundations."
"Even the legendary Divine Realm probably has no more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy than this, does it?"
"That little wolf is in trouble."
And the instant the Sky Azure Bull Python finished speaking.
Within the sky screen's image.
The previously clear sky suddenly shimmered with dazzling golden light.
Then, beneath the gaze of billions of eyes across the Douluo Continent.
A middle-aged man in white robes slowly approached from deep within the sea of clouds, his hands behind his back and his steps leisurely.
He used no flying magical treasure, nor did he summon any so-called Martial Soul.
He simply strolled through empty air at an altitude of a hundred thousand feet.
With every step, visible ripples spread through the space beneath his feet.
Even more heart-stopping was this.
A layer of almost tangible golden luster flowed across the white-robed man's body.
A terrifying pressure that seemed capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas swept outward like a storm.
This was precisely the signature ability of experts who had entered the Nirvana Realm in the Martial Universe!
Walking through the air, the Nirvana Golden Body!
With the appearance of this Nirvana Realm expert.
The ten-thousand-year Gale Demon Wolf was pinned firmly to the ground by that invisible pressure, unable to move even a single digit.
"Roar!"
Sensing the threat of death, the Gale Demon Wolf descended into utter madness.
It savagely bit the tip of its tongue, going so far as to burn its own ten thousand years of life force.
For a moment, a violent blue-green storm gathered frantically around it.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Dozens of enormous wind blades, each over ten meters long, appeared and hurtled toward the white-robed man in midair to shred him.
This was absolutely the strongest attack the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had unleashed in its entire life!
Even a Soul Saint from the Douluo Continent standing here would have had to avoid its edge for the moment.
Yet faced with this desperate, all-out strike.
The white-robed man in midair did not even lift an eyelid.
He merely lowered his head slightly and glanced at the Gale Demon Wolf struggling madly below.
"Oh?"
"A beast that hasn't even developed Yuan Power dares run wild in my Yuan Sect's territory?"
The man's tone was as indifferent as though he were looking at an ant on the ground.
Then he casually waved a hand.
A wisp of golden flame instantly drifted lightly down from his fingertip.
This was the Nirvana Golden Flame, unique to Nirvana Realm experts!
Whoosh!
That wisp of golden flame looked feeble, but the moment it touched those ten-thousand-year wind blades, it instantly subdued them!
They did not resist for even a second.
Those enormous wind blades were instantly burned away without a trace.
"Whimper!"
The Gale Demon Wolf barely had time to let out a despairing whimper.
That wisp of Nirvana Golden Flame had already landed on its body and burned it to nothing.
Only two blinks had passed from beginning to end.
Where the Gale Demon Wolf had stood, only a fingernail-sized bead emitting a faint blue-green glow remained.
The white-robed man casually beckoned, drawing the bead straight into his hand.
"Too many impurities. It can't even be refined into a single lowest-grade Nirvana Pill. What trash."
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