With thunderous might, Ye Li subdued Long Ling'er.
The Dragon Martial Tournament, which had caused such an uproar, finally drew to a close beneath countless stunned gazes.
Yet, although the tournament had ended,
the repercussions had only just begun to brew.
As the representatives of the various Mountain Gates departed, their hearts filled with shock,
news of the Green-Shirted Youth's heaven-defying talent swept like a hurricane across every corner of the Southern Region!
Meanwhile,
millions of miles away, within the Jade Purity Pavilion's territory,
this had once been a blessed paradise wreathed in clouds and mist year-round.
But today,
the sky above the entire Jade Purity Pavilion was terrifyingly gloomy.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, lightning flashed, and thunder roared.
This was no natural phenomenon.
A certain cultivator's emotions had influenced it, making even the heavens shift with his mood!
At that moment, within the Pavilion Master's cultivation hall,
the Jade Purity Pavilion Master, who had suffered endless indignities at the Dragon Martial Prefecture before leaving in shame and fury, sat cross-legged in the center.
His figure was no larger than an ant compared to the vast hall.
Yet his aura was so immense that it seemed to encompass heaven and earth!
Unlike his usual tranquil meditation, however,
though the Jade Purity Pavilion Master's eyes were tightly shut,
traces of lingering killing intent still hung over his features!
That killing intent clung to him like a festering wound, steadily eroding his once-clear Dao Heart.
"Phew..."
Only after a long while did the Jade Purity Pavilion Master exhale a breath of stale air and murmur:
"Myriad Forms..."
The closer his cultivation drew to that legendary realm,
the more apparent the importance of cultivating his heart became.
He could sense the power of that realm more keenly than anyone.
A true [Dao