Chapter 503: Crippling and Entering the Hall
An uproar erupted from the crowd; clearly, they could see that Ao Xuan intended to trap Lin Langtian along with the demon corpse.
Lin Langtian stared coldly at the rapidly descending Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle, a chilling light flickering through his eyes. This Ao Xuan truly harbored sinister intentions.
Even though the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle ranked only around thirty-six among ancient divine artifacts, its might was not something Lin Langtian could currently withstand. A single misstep could easily cost him his life.
Boom!
The heavens and earth dimmed as countless rays of blue light erupted from the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle. Instantly tearing through space, it appeared directly above Lin Langtian, brutally suppressing downwards.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The black clouds beneath shattered continuously under its overwhelming force. The destructive power was horrifyingly unmatched.
Lin Langtian raised his head, staring unflinchingly at the massive needle descending toward him. A chilling determination filled his handsome face.
Ao Xuan, this feud has now been sealed!
As a cold glint flashed in his eyes, Lin Langtian, fortunately, was prepared. His pupils shimmered faintly, and slowly but steadily, he formed an incredibly strange hand seal.
"Stillness!"
Gazing intently at the crashing Divine Needle, Lin Langtian thrust out the peculiar hand seal, uttering a single word.
Hum!
The moment the word emerged from his lips, an invisible yet indescribably profound ripple exploded from between his brows.
Instantly, the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle, descending with unstoppable momentum, froze abruptly. Under countless astonished gazes, the thousand-foot artifact hung eerily motionless in midair, as though imprisoned by a divine force. It was an extremely bizarre scene.
Lin Langtian, however, showed no surprise. Although the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle was an ancient divine artifact, it was still ranked significantly lower than his Static Divine Tablet. Thus, when the two artifacts clashed, the latter naturally took precedence.
Nevertheless, dozens of Profound Death stage experts had activated the needle, and even with the power of the Static Divine Tablet, Lin Langtian could only immobilize it momentarily.
Yet, a single moment was enough.
Seizing this chance, Lin Langtian forcefully twisted his body midair. Facing the demon corpse pursuing from behind, he unleashed a powerful punch.
Boom!
An explosive force violently impacted the air, creating a shockwave that Lin Langtian immediately used to propel himself backwards like a streak of light, swiftly escaping the coverage area of the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle amid cries of astonishment.
Bang!
Finally breaking free of the stillness effect, the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle resumed its descent with thunderous momentum. The pursuing demon corpse crashed into it, becoming firmly suppressed beneath.
Lin Langtian withdrew his Scarlet Sparrow Bone Wings and exhaled slowly, watching the demon corpse immobilized under the artifact. He then turned his gaze toward Ao Xuan, whose expression had stiffened, and gave him a chilling smile.
Ao Xuan's mouth twitched slightly as he stared at Lin Langtian's sinister smile, forcing himself to chuckle awkwardly.
"Brother Lin is truly formidable. To restrain a half-step Samsara-stage corpse at only half-step Profound Death stage is remarkable."
Although his words were complimentary, Ao Xuan was internally overwhelmed with disbelief and shock. Given the power of the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle, even Lin Langtian, despite surpassing his peers, should have had no chance of escape.
Yet, inexplicably, at the very moment Lin Langtian was about to be suppressed or even killed, the artifact strangely froze as if seized by a divine hand, allowing Lin Langtian to escape unharmed.
Not only Ao Xuan, but many other experts present looked at Lin Langtian with astonishment and unease, deeply shaken by his seemingly divine abilities.
From the Flame God Temple's direction, the middle-aged Profound Death stage expert murmured thoughtfully, "That power earlier seemed like…the power of the Static Divine Tablet."
"Static Divine Tablet, ranked thirteenth among ancient divine artifacts?" Tang Xinlian's beautiful eyes widened slightly in surprise as she observed Lin Langtian.
Even her Flame God Temple did not possess such a treasure, yet Lin Langtian, only at half-step Profound Death stage, already wielded such an artifact.
"Interesting…" Tang Xinlian's lips curved subtly, eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Noticing her unusual interest, the other Flame God Temple members exchanged stunned glances. This was the first time they'd seen their senior disciple display such overt intrigue toward a younger generation cultivator.
"You shameless bastard!"
As murderous intent surged in Lin Langtian's eyes, an angry shout echoed behind him. Mu Lingshan suddenly sprang forward, swinging the Life-Death Coffin Lid furiously toward Ao Xuan.
Ao Xuan's expression shifted slightly, but he didn't personally retaliate. Instead, the Three Flood Dragon Generals swiftly intercepted her attack, unleashing a massive palm strike filled with formidable energy.
Bang!
Mu Lingshan collided fiercely with their attack and was immediately sent flying backward.
Seeing this, Lin Langtian's expression turned utterly cold. Flames erupted around him as he shouted sharply, "Liu Da!"
Instantly, Liu Da and his two companions rushed forward, protecting Mu Lingshan while engaging the Three Flood Dragon Generals.
The three generals possessed powerful joint techniques, but Liu Da's trio wielded the superior "Three Beast Yuan Transformation Art." The two sides clashed violently, creating an intense spectacle.
Ignoring the battle, Lin Langtian turned his icy gaze toward Ao Xuan. His figure flickered and disappeared.
Alarm filled the Deep Sea Xuanjiao Clan experts. Clearly, this young man's strength was extraordinary.
"How dare you threaten the prince!"
Several Profound Death stage cultivators of the Xuanjiao Clan surged forward, attempting to block Lin Langtian.
Lin Langtian sneered disdainfully, instantly appearing directly before the gloomy-faced Ao Xuan.
Boom!
Without hesitation, he punched fiercely, unleashing the full force of the Flame Furnace within him. Three powerful flames surged through his veins, amplifying his strength tremendously. Space distorted around his fist, causing the Xuanjiao Clan experts to recoil in shock.
"You think I fear you?!" Ao Xuan bellowed angrily. His Yuan Power erupted unreservedly as he executed a formidable martial art.
"Ocean Flood Dragon Palm!"
A terrifying force condensed within Ao Xuan's palm, creating illusions of flood dragons roaring within surging ocean tides. It was clearly an extremely powerful technique.
Yet, just as Ao Xuan was about to release the palm strike, a mysterious force once again burst from Lin Langtian's forehead, freezing Ao Xuan in place, immobilizing him completely.
Boom!
Taking advantage, Lin Langtian's flaming fist landed ruthlessly upon Ao Xuan's defenseless body, detonating with terrifying force.
Bang!
A sharp explosion, accompanied by Ao Xuan's miserable scream, echoed through the sky. Ao Xuan's entire arm shattered instantly into a bloody mist.
Ao Xuan's body flew backwards uncontrollably. Several Xuanjiao Clan members tried to catch him, but the residual force from the punch violently repelled them, causing them to cough blood.
The audience gasped collectively, stunned by Lin Langtian's brutality. No one had expected him to cripple Ao Xuan so mercilessly, nearly killing the crown prince of the Deep Sea Xuanjiao Clan with a single punch.
Lin Langtian had grown far stronger than during their last encounter half a day earlier. Moreover, the ruthless decisiveness of his actions sent chills down everyone's spines. Once news reached the Xuanjiao Clan's Old Dragon King, chaos was sure to follow in the entire Chaotic Demon Sea.
"Follow me!" Lin Langtian commanded Liu Da and Mu Lingshan without a second glance at Ao Xuan's fate.
The three demon corpses had been sealed away, and the Devouring Hall's entrance stood open. Its treasures were now unguarded, instantly awakening greed among the countless cultivators present.
Having already strained himself using the Static Divine Tablet twice, Lin Langtian quickly chose to move forward instead of engaging further, wary of the countless eyes—especially those from the Yuan Gate.
"Ao Xuan, this is merely interest. Next time, it will cost your life," Lin Langtian warned coldly. Sweeping his sleeves, he returned the coffin lid to Mu Lingshan.
"Let's go!"
Lin Langtian led Mu Lingshan and Liu Da swiftly toward the open doors of the Devouring Hall, leaving behind only stunned spectators. Following closely, numerous cultivators rushed in after them like locusts, breaking the thousand-year silence of the ancient hall.
Entering, Lin Langtian immediately felt an ancient aura. Before him lay countless complex, labyrinthine passageways lined with closed stone chambers, all hiding unknown secrets.
However, Lin Langtian ignored these minor treasures. He aimed directly for the Main Hall, convinced the inheritance of the entire palace lay hidden there.
"Follow closely," he ordered his companions. Without delay, he sped deeper into the Devouring Hall.
Behind him, the furious Ao Xuan led the Xuanjiao Clan experts directly toward the Main Hall, hatred burning fiercely in his heart.
"Lin Langtian, after this, I'll tear you to pieces!" Ao Xuan snarled.
"Don't worry, prince. No one escapes our clan's vengeance," reassured the generals darkly.
Simultaneously, the Flame God Temple and other formidable factions entered hurriedly, knowing full well the true treasures awaited them within the Main Hall.
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