Some of the Spirit Stone, like a fine drizzle, fell onto the great array, supporting the array plate's operation and beginning to surge into it, becoming its power source.
The other part of the Spirit Stone were directly pulverized by Lin Xuan with a gentle shake.
The Spiritual Qi emanating from the shattered Spirit Stone surged wildly into the Stele Forest, endlessly flowing and resonating with the initial surge of Spiritual Power from the core of the spirit spring, becoming ever more powerful.
The masters and students of the Great Cosmos Holy Academy were still stunned by such a grand gesture, completely dumbfounded.
So many Spirit Stone, so much Spiritual Power...
It's more than enough to supply a Heavenly Venerable's breakthrough, let alone Thearch Grade or Saint Realm cultivator!
Although the environment of the Stele Forest is harsh and there is almost no Spiritual Power, it still doesn't warrant such a grand gesture!
They even began to suspect that Wang Yan might be this Senior Lin's illegitimate son!
Otherwise, how could it be so exaggerated!
They just dumped billions of Spirit Stone into it like that?
If it were them, even if it were their own son, they would probably feel heartbroken!
They subconsciously looked at Lin Xuan's face, only to see that even after pouring in so many resources, Lin Xuan's expression remained completely unchanged, as if everything he had done was utterly unimportant.
This is something they simply cannot imagine.
In reality, 10 billion Spirit Stone is not a lot for Lin Xuan at present.
He had many good things in his Storage Bag, many of which were reserved for his disciples.
What Wang Yan needs today is this boundless Spiritual Power.
How about we consider these 10 billion Spirit Stone as a gift for our reunion?
At this moment, within the Stele Forest.
Blood was seeping from the corner of Wang Yan's mouth.
A bitter feeling welled up inside him, and it couldn't help but show on his face.
His physical weakness foreshadowed his impending defeat.
Do you regret it?
There is still a little bit.
He gazed at the blood-stained stone tablet in front of him, exhaled softly, and shook his head slightly.
As long as he can cross this stone tablet, according to the rules of the Stele Forest, he will have a chance to go to the earth veins behind the Stele Forest and absorb Spiritual Power.
But he remained stuck there, unable to advance.
Left with no other choice, he had to take the risk and break through here, attempting to reach the Thearch Realm.
But unfortunately...
He underestimated the lightning tribulation his talent would attract, and overestimated his ability to withstand it.
now...
it's all over.
Wang Yan lowered his head slightly, looking at the blood in his palm and the broken jade pendant stained with blood.
Master...
Sword Pavilion...
He smiled bitterly, gripped the jade pendant tightly, closed his eyes, and awaited the impending tribulation of lightning and his own demise.
However, what arrived even before the explosive and ferocious lightning tribulation was the Spiritual Qi.
A vast amount of Spiritual Power.
Terrifying Spiritual Power.
The Spiritual Qi seemed to transform into a tidal wave, surging in from outside the Stele Forest, rushing towards him, enveloping his entire body, and also nourishing his parched Dantian.
A familiar Spiritual Power flowed into his body, nourishing his severely injured internal organs.
This feeling caused Wang Yan to open his eyes in an instant. He turned his head sharply, almost incredulously, completely ignoring the layers of array plates that had descended upon him. He stubbornly searched outwards.
Holy Master Gong, Holy Master Wang, Wu Qing, Shi Qingyan...
One figure after another passed by him, but he didn't linger for a moment, quickly searching.
Finally, his gaze fixed intently on the figure in white.
The familiar white clothes, the familiar scent, and that familiar smile on that face.
In an instant, Wang Yan's body trembled, and tears even blurred his vision.
Overwhelmed by extreme sorrow and joy, he nearly suffered a Spiritual Qi outburst and lost his composure!
Fortunately, at that moment, a clear and gentle voice appeared in his mind.
" Wang Yan, calm your mind and break through. Don't be afraid, your master is here."
Those few words instantly revived Wang Yan's despairing spirit, and also made him completely shed the ruthless facade he had to wear at the academy.
Tears streamed down his face instantly. He couldn't even bother to reply with his mind, so he just bit his tongue hard and nodded haphazardly.
Master...
Master has arrived!
Master has really come!
After hastily wiping away the tears on his face, Wang Yan suddenly looked up at the purple thunderclouds in the sky.
But this time, there was no trace of despair in his eyes.
Instead, there was only unparalleled confidence and determination.
With absolute determination, he took a deep breath and then pulled out the broken sword that he had plunged into the blood-stained soil beside him.
It's just a sixth-tier spirit sword.
This sword is nothing special.
This is also why he was able to keep the sword and prevent it from being taken away.
However, for Wang Yan, this sword was the most special.
Because this is a sword that came from the Profound Domain and has always been with him.
It was a sword bestowed upon him by his master after he won the competition.
Carrying this sword felt as if his master was always by his side.
The sword was broken and stained with blood.
But Wang Yan, who had gripped the sword again, took a breath and drew it without hesitation, pointing it to the sky.
then.
One Sword strike!
The Sword Intent was like a fierce wind, soaring straight into the sky and shattering the clouds.
The sky was filled with lightning, as if it were a bubble that would burst at the slightest breath.
Under this One Sword that embodied all of Wang Yan's strength and conviction, the thunderous purple lightning tribulation was almost powerless, lingering in the thunderclouds for a while before shattering with a crash!
Wang Yan straightened his back, and Spiritual Power swirled into his body.
Heavenly Venerable Realm, broken!
Thearch Realm, achieved!
Sword Intent, sharpness reaching the seventh level!
Everything happens in an instant.
It happened as naturally as water flowing into a channel, without the slightest hesitation.
The lightning tribulation dissipated in an instant, and sunlight once again shone on the Stele Forest. Under the dappled light and shadow, Wang Yan's body remained unshaken. He raised his hand, flicked his sword, sheathed it, and looked back as he walked step by step out of the Stele Forest.
His aura gradually solidified, becoming the genuine aura of Thearch Realm First Layer. It was the result of accumulated strength, burning brightly like a candle.
Outside the Stele Forest, those who witnessed this scene were utterly speechless.
They couldn't even utter a single word.
shock!
There was nothing but shock, nothing but shock!
The Sword Qi energy and thunder tribulation they witnessed with their own eyes, such Sword Intent as if reborn from the ashes, appeared right before them!
The black-clad youth approaching them possessed an aura of only the Thearch Realm First Layer.
Most of the people here are at the Thearch Realm Thearch Realm, and many are even higher.
But they felt a chilling coldness emanating from each other.
This made them realize something extremely terrifying.
Wang Yan's talent...
It's probably even more terrifying than they imagined!
This kind of sharpness even made them vaguely feel that no one in the entire Great Cosmos Holy Academy could compete with him!
Many of the holy masters immediately felt a pang of regret.
If I hadn't been so arrogant when recruiting him, I might have won him over, and I might have gained such a talented disciple under my command.
But now... it's probably not even their turn!
And what was even more surprising, of course, Dongfang Muxue.
She was filled with surprise and genuine joy.
Wang Yan broke through and survived, so she didn't break her promise to Lin Xuan, and maybe she could even get another chance to do good!
After all, Lin Xuan probably hasn't seen another person with Wang Yan's talent!
Great Emperor Realm, Seventh-Level Sword Intent...
Dongfang Muxue smiled and subconsciously looked at Lin Xuan Lin Xuan, wanting to see the look of shock on his face.
At that moment, Wang Yan had already left the Stele Forest.
His gaze didn't spare a single glance for anyone else, nor did he look at those around him. Ignoring everything, he walked straight to Lin Xuan and knelt down with tears in his eyes.
"Disciple Wang Yan greets Master! Thank you for coming all this way to protect me!"