Deep within the Martial Arts Hall of the Desolate Hall.
There was a huge platform, and in the center of that platform was a massive gray boulder, about a hundred feet in size.
The boulder is spherical in shape, dark gray in color, and appears to be covered with moss, with some fine cracks faintly visible.
An indescribable wave emanated continuously from within the boulder.
Xiang Yun stepped onto the platform, but was quickly stopped. Xiang Yun and said, "Your deputy hall master personally agreed."
Under Xiang Yun's gaze, the man could only step aside. Xiang Yun wouldn't lie, since everyone would know the truth as soon as he mentioned it.
Pang Feng, who was following closely behind, saw that Xiang Yun had already gone inside.
Around the Desolate Stone, many disciples sat quietly, absorbing the " Desolate Energy " emanating from Desolate Stone.
Xiang Yun stepped forward, and some disciples around Desolate Stone looked over upon hearing the sound.
A strange look flashed across their eyes; they had clearly recognized him.
"Why is he here? Wasn't it said that people from other sects shouldn't be allowed to comprehend it?"
"I don't know, but since they've let them in, it's probably the Sect Leader's or the Palace Master's decision!"
"Didn't you hear what they said in the meeting a couple of days ago? If Xiang Yun can defeat both the main and deputy hall masters, he might even be able to comprehend the Great Desolation Tablet!"
"Didn't you say you wanted to defeat us first? I don't believe it. There's no such genius in the world, not even the former Zhou Tong!"
"You're just scared."
The disciples of the Desolate Hall were all talking amongst themselves, staring intently at Xiang Yun, when a beautiful figure appeared.
It was Ying Huanhuan, a street urchin from the Dao Sect Street.
Upon hearing that Xiang Yun was heading to the Desolate Stone, she rushed over, seeing it as a perfect opportunity to assess Xiang Yun strength.
It should be noted that the Desolate Stone is Pure Yuan Treasure, and it emits power on its own. Often, disciples of the Desolate Hall can judge the approximate strength of a person by looking at the Desolate Stone.
Even now, the four direct disciples of the Desolate Hall can only stay at most fifty feet away from the Desolate Stone.
By observing where this arrogant jerk ends up and comparing the two, we can gauge Xiang Yun's true strength.
Just then, a cold and aloof figure in white robes and skirt quietly landed, Ying Huanhuan glanced at her.
" Fairy Ling also curious about our stuff? And this place should be considered a secret area of our Dao Sect, right?"
Ying Huanhuan crossed her arms and laughed. After seeing Ling Qingzhu appear, the surrounding disciples' gazes shifted from her to Ling Qingzhu, and they gritted their teeth in secret.
A seductive vixen.
False self-righteousness!
"I'm not trying to understand it; I'm just here to observe."
Ling Qingzhu's gaze never left Xiang Yun's figure. Upon hearing Ying Huanhuan's words, she said calmly.
"Hehe, I came to see Xiang Yun. I never thought even a fairy could have mortal desires."
Ying Huanhuan already knew from the last time that Xiang Yun and Ling Qingzhu must have some connection, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes.
Could they already be holding hands?
Ling Qingzhu glanced at Ying Huanhuan, then looked away. Seeing Ling Qingzhu's expression, Ying Huanhuan crossed her arms and said, "Your little lover still wants to comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture?"
Strong combat power does not necessarily equate to high talent.
Only then did Ling Qingzhu look at Ying Huanhuan, and said indifferently, "What does this have to do with you?"
"If you think he's unworthy to comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture, then have your disciples stop him at the first hurdle."
"Instead of saying so much now, we should save our energy for when we need to put in the effort."
"As for so-called talent, Xiang Yun has already reached the Five Yuan Nirvana. May I ask, Miss Ying, what stage are you at now?"
"He had already mastered the Three Heaven-Breaking Forms and the Primordial Battle Body of the Primordial Hall before his Nirvana, so why didn't Miss Ying master the Heavenly Emperor Scripture of your Heaven Hall?"
Ling Qingzhu's words made Ying Huanhuan frown deeply, and then she heard Ling Qingzhu continue, "I don't know why you have such great malice towards Xiang Yun."
"Did he do something bad to you?"
Ying Huanhuan subconsciously shook her head and said, "No."
"That means his presence influenced certain thoughts in your mind, impacting your previous understanding."
Ling Qingzhu looked at Ying Huanhuan with indifferent eyes and said, "If that's the case..."
That just shows you're inexperienced and haven't seen much of the world. It's not Xiang Yun's fault, it's yours.
After speaking, Ling Qingzhu noticed Ying Huanhuan's silence and chuckled, "It seems my words touched your soul."
Then he stopped talking.
Ying Huanhuan's gaze, however, was fixed on Xiang Yun, who was walking towards the Desolate Stone.
Was it Xiang Yun's presence that caused her to waver in her admiration for Zhou Tong?
No, no!
Definitely not. No matter how powerful Xiang Yun is, how could he possibly surpass Senior Zhou Tong!
After reading the Desolate Art, Xiang Yun withdrew his gaze.
This technique is very simple; it involves condensing the Desolate Energy into a seed of origin, and then transforming the elemental power into Desolate Energy.
It's not difficult; the only challenge is how to withstand the desolate power of the Desolate Energy.
Xiang Yun quickly leaped over the disciples a hundred feet away and continued walking.
His actions caused a low murmur to erupt around him, and at that moment, an extremely terrifying and Desolate Energy swept over them.
"Good."
Xiang Yun sensed the power that was eroding all life.
It's a pretty good force, with extremely strong offensive capabilities; it might even be the strongest offensive force among the Four Great Halls.
Unfortunately, if it weren't for the conditions required to comprehend the Great Desolation Scripture, the Desolate Hall would indeed be the strongest among the Four Great Halls.
but.
It doesn't necessarily have to be the Great Desolation Scripture.
A glint flashed in Xiang Yun's eyes. He decided to try to comprehend it first and see if he could glean martial arts similar to the Great Desolation Scripture from the Desolate Art.
"Swallow it!"
Xiang Yun's black hole dantian suddenly unleashed a terrifying suction force.
At this moment, every pore seemed to have turned into a black hole.
The Desolate Energy permeating the air was frantically seeping into Xiang Yun's body at a speed like a river overflowing its banks.
Amidst the astonished gazes of many, Xiang Yun suddenly quickened his pace.
"How... how could nothing be wrong? Has the Desolate Energy disappeared?"
"How could this be? Don't those Desolate Energy have any effect on him?"
Seeing Xiang Yun's incredibly fast pace, a murmur of surprise erupted around them, everyone looking astonished.
Ying Huanhuan was also surprised, because at this moment Xiang Yun had already walked within fifty feet of the Desolate Stone.
"Too little."
Suddenly, Xiang Yun leaped forward, his body exploding, and in that instant, Desolate Stone seemed to sense the provocation.
Buzz!
The almost overwhelming gray energy surged like a tidal wave, trying to force Xiang Yun back, but the next moment, Xiang Yun's body erupted with a torrent of qi and blood, radiating purple energy.
The purple light outlined a figure behind Xiang Yun.
Dragon head, Torch Dragon Pupils, Phoenix wings, Qilin armor, Black Tortoise Back, White Tiger Claw, Hua Snake Tail, Kun Peng Feet, and finally, the Great Dao Bell that envelops the entire body.
Even the Desolate Energy that was difficult for a disciple at a high level of Nirvana to withstand was instantly forced back.
The numerous disciples of the Desolate Hall who were watching were in an uproar. He forcibly used his blood and qi to disperse the Desolate Energy. What a terrifying physical body!