Ma Dai is the current Holy Lord of the Lin Race, and he is in great distress.
The clan has guarded the Dragon Head Land for so many years, yet they still don't understand what everyone is supposed to be guarding.
Now that the Holy Maiden Tianxuan has arrived, she immediately activated countless restrictions and entered them to lie dormant.
Upon seeing this, Ma Dai and the others cheered and burst into tears.
All the hard work and protection over the years has finally paid off, and those clansmen who had been questioning and criticizing have all shut their mouths.
What a wonderful ending!
Once the Holy Maiden Tianxuan awakens, the Lin Race can practically roam freely in the Central Court, and if they dislike the Yaoguang Holy Land, they can spit on them!
However, this period of prosperity was short-lived. After so many years of evolution, the sacred vein within the Dragon Head Land, which existed within the restrictions, began to dry up.
In other words, this sacred vein is no longer sufficient to support the awakening of the Holy Maiden Tianxuan.
Upon discovering this, Ma Dai acted decisively, mobilizing almost the entire Lin Race to desperately try to prolong the life of the sacred vein.
This is why, despite so many people arriving outside the Dragon Head Land, only Qi Lin came out to 'greet' them.
There's no one left. Everyone else is bound to the Sacred Vein. Let alone them all leaving, even if one or two more leave, the entire Sacred Vein might immediately collapse, decay, and disappear without a trace.
However, the clan's energy is ultimately limited. If things don't improve, even if the entire clan burns their souls, they won't be able to continue.
Three days left, about three more days... maybe I can't hold on for more than three days?
"Chieftain, what should we do? Many of our clansmen have already died from exhaustion. If this continues, our Lin Race will perish."
An old man nearby was pounding his chest in frustration. Although he wanted everyone to leave, the clan's rules, passed down for tens of thousands of years, weighed heavily on them. So many clansmen had already died; to give up now would be utterly absurd.
Looking at the two or so dejected clansmen, Ma Dai's face was filled with desolation. He glared at them and said, "Do you think Laozi don't know? Damn it, we've persevered for so long. If we give up now, how can we face our ancestors?"
At this point, Ma Dai suddenly stood up, his soul almost burning, and glared at the crowd, saying, "Fellow clansmen, our ancestors have guarded this place for generations. Many died without even knowing what they were protecting. We are fortunate to have welcomed the Holy Maiden Tianxuan in our lifetime. Even if we die now like our ancestors, we have still gained something. At least when we fall into the Nine Nether Purgatory, we can face our ancestors and say that we saw the Holy Maiden Tianxuan!"
Upon hearing this, the old man beside him grinned and cursed, "Get lost! You're the Laozi's descended to the Nine Nether Purgatory. Even if I die, I'll ascend to immortality!"
Ma Dai laughed heartily and said irritably, "Ascension to immortality is just a legend from the primordial era. You old codger, you still believe in the existence of an Immortal Realm?"
"You still believe in the existence of the Nine Nether Purgatory?"
How can they be the same?
"How is it different?"
The two old men, their beards bristling and eyes glaring, refused to give an inch, causing the many clansmen to exchange bewildered glances, their eyes brightening with a newfound gleam as they began to hurl insults at each other with amusement.
Ma Dai suddenly shook his head and said to the crowd, "Forget it, everyone under a hundred years old, get Laozi hell out of here. After you leave, we old folks might be able to hold on a bit longer by burning our divine souls."
"Chief!"
"Chieftain, no! If we're going to die, we'll die together!"
Despair filled the faces of the crowd, and they roared repeatedly as the waves of energy emanating from their bodies surged toward the Holy Pulse.
The old man beside Ma Dai shook his head and said, "Clan leader, after all these years, don't you understand our character? You want to leave an heir for the Lin Race, but... do we need one?"
"We don't need it, we don't need it!"
boom--!
The entire Sacred Vein Land suddenly erupted into chaos.
Ma Dai laughed loudly, turned around to wipe away the tears in his eyes, and cursed, "Get the hell out of here! Laozi the hell out of Laozi! I can save this sacred vein all by myself!"
Upon hearing Ma Dai's words, the people of District One burst into laughter, looking at him with disdain and saying, "Clan Chief, you should leave too. I, Xiao Dingzi Ma Dai, can save this sacred lineage all by myself."
"Bullshit, you Xiao Dingzi, how big is your little brat? Is it as big as Laozi?"
"It's not like Ding Zida can revive the sacred vein!"
Seeing the group gradually regain their energy, Ma Dai sighed and muttered to himself, "Damn it, these bastards, are they having a final burst of energy before death?"
At this point, Ma Dai snorted coldly and roared, "In the name of the Holy Race Laozi of the Lin Race, I Laozi you all to leave this place immediately, or I'll slap you all to death and bury you in the Holy Vein!"
"Even if we're buried inside the sacred veins, we won't leave."
"Unless you can truly revive the Holy Vein!"
"Exactly! What kind of lousy clan Laozi is he? Laozi Laozi' all the time. I don't even care. If you have the ability to revive the sacred vein, Laozi the first to get the hell out of here!"
Everyone's about to die, who still considers Ma Dai the Holy Race of the Lin Race? They're all cursing him.
Instead of getting angry, Ma Dai grinned.
For the first time in a long time, he felt completely integrated into the entire race.
"Good!"
Ma Dai laughed loudly, looking at the group of half-dead tribesmen and shouting, "Today I'll show you whether your tribesman has any real skills!"
He's a Great Saint, after all. Even if he can't revive this sacred lineage, burning his divine soul to buy some time for everyone is something he could definitely do, right?
Thinking of this, Ma Dai roared, and his Qi and Blood instantly ignited fiercely.
Seeing that Ma Dai had actually burned his Qi and Blood, and was about to burn his soul, everyone was startled and fell silent.
Everyone knew that at this point, even if they tried to stop them, it would be too late.
And what's the point of stopping it?
Everyone will eventually have to burn their souls; it's just a matter of who does it first.
Just when everyone looked dejected and grieved, the entire holy vein suddenly began to tremble violently, and waves of violent heaven and earth vitality seemed to fall from the sky, almost bursting the entire holy vein.
The Holy Vein ate... did they get too full?
A thunderous roar echoed through the heavens and earth, and the entire sacred vein surged like a long river, leaving everyone bewildered and turning to look at Ma Dai.
Ma Dai was also completely bewildered, having no idea what had happened.
Could there be some kind of restriction within this sacred vein?
Does it require someone to burn their Qi and Blood next to it?
Thinking of this, Ma Dai set all the Qi and Blood in his body ablaze.
boom--!
Another terrifying surge of primordial energy rushed in, and Ma Dai could clearly feel that this sacred vein, inherited from the Great Wilderness Era, had grown noticeably larger.
"Hahaha, see that? This is the result of Laozi anger. Even the Holy Vein has submitted to Laozi."
Ma Dai's face was filled with ecstatic joy.
The rest of the crowd cheered, jumping and dancing, snot and tears streaming down their faces. Men and women rolled around together, kicking and slapping each other, all thinking they were dreaming.
It's recovered! It really has recovered?
How the hell is that possible?
But... the entire sacred lineage has gained weight, that's a fact, and no one can deny it.
Beyond the sacred veins, beside the forbidden area, Dragon Head Land.
Yang Zhen looked at the surging spiritual energy from all directions, nodded in satisfaction, grinned at the Grand Elder, and said, "How about that? What... what's with that expression?"
The Grand Elder was completely dumbfounded, collapsing to the ground with a thud, and hysterically roared, "This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Impossible?"
"Impossible!"
"Unscientific?"
"Unscientific... what?"
Yang Zhen curled his lip, walked up to the bewildered Qi Lin, and muttered to himself, "A mere sacred vein, can it really stop this Sage of Saunter?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen slapped Qi Lin on the shoulder and said, "What are you all standing there for? Go and fetch the clan leader and the others. Someone is trying to force their way through the barrier."
Qi Lin shuddered, his expression changed, and he dashed into the Sacred Vein.
Yang Zhen grinned, about to step into the barrier, when suddenly his expression changed. In mid-air, a group of people rushed towards him, and it seemed there was an old acquaintance among them?