Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character

Chapter 212: The Martial Sect's "Heaven-Turning Arts"

Inside the main hall, countless astonished gazes were fixed on the ancient scroll, or rather, on the single character painted on it: "Martial."

"What immense martial intent!" several people whispered in awe.

Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed slightly as he realized that the legacy of the Earth Martial Sect was most likely hidden within this scroll.

Many eyes, filled with excitement and curiosity, lingered on the scroll. Yet, no one dared make a move after what had happened to the Second Nirvana Level warrior who had tried and failed. The gathered warriors knew well that claiming such a treasure in front of a crowd could be more of a curse than a blessing.

Lin Langtian, however, was unbothered by such concerns.

"Mo Ying, guard me!" he ordered.

At his command, Mo Ying stepped forward, releasing a surge of fearsome, demonic energy, causing everyone in the hall to tense up.

Almost twenty puppet-like "Dan Spirit Corpses" appeared, summoned by Mo Ying to join the Golden Crow in forming a solid wall around Lin Langtian, keeping any onlookers at bay.

"Second Nirvana Peak? Who is this guy? The Flame Alliance has people this strong?" one onlooker muttered.

"And he can control Dan Spirit Corpses!"

The sheer force of Mo Ying's energy, coupled with the unwavering, deathless Dan Spirit Corpses, was enough to give everyone present a deep sense of pressure. The power of Lin Langtian and his Flame Alliance filled them with dread.

"Let's see just how terrifying this martial intent truly is!" Lin Langtian murmured. With his defenses in place, he stretched his hand toward the scroll, specifically toward the word Martial.

Tap.

As everyone watched, Lin Langtian's fingers made contact with the character on the scroll. His face immediately grew serious as he felt a surge of raw, overwhelming martial intent erupt from the word like a hidden dragon springing to life.

The martial intent roared like thunder, ancient and ferocious, radiating a powerful, unyielding fighting spirit.

Boom!

The martial intent flowed into Lin Langtian's arm with such force that it shredded his sleeve to dust.

Eyes narrowing in concentration, Lin Langtian stopped testing and focused his spirit, infusing his Nine Netherworld Essence and mental strength into the Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror above his dantian. Black energy surged forth, clashing with the martial intent.

Crash!

The black energy enveloped the martial intent like an inescapable shadow, gradually slowing its fierce momentum. The devouring power in the black flames began to erode the wild, thunderous martial intent bit by bit.

As he absorbed the mighty martial intent, Lin Langtian's consciousness suddenly wavered. A vision, ancient and powerful, flashed through his mind.

In a boundless sky, an immense figure loomed, towering over the earth like a pillar supporting the heavens. The figure exuded a force that seemed to shake the world itself—a Martial Sect Master.

Boom!

Suddenly, the enormous figure raised a colossal arm, piercing the heavens and sending an explosive ripple through the surrounding energy. An aura of unstoppable, unyielding martial will surged forth, like a primordial beast ready to pounce, powerful enough to make his heart quiver.

"Within this scroll lies the legacy of the Martial Sect—may it be claimed by the fated," echoed a voice, ancient and indifferent, in Lin Langtian's mind.

The vision faded, and Lin Langtian returned to reality.

Swish!

As he opened his eyes, the Martial character on the scroll transformed into a radiant light that condensed into a glowing sphere, suspended in mid-air before the scroll.

"So this is the Earth Martial Sect's legacy?" Lin Langtian thought, a thrill rising within him. He extended his hand toward the glowing sphere.

Shhh!

But before his fingers touched it, Lin Langtian noticed three figures approaching behind him. They were the three Second Nirvana Level warriors, each eyeing the glowing sphere with greedy intent.

Their intentions were clear without a word. After a moment's hesitation, they leaped forward, prepared to snatch the legacy away. If they could steal the Earth Martial Sect's legacy, they could always hide and train in secret.

But before they could get close to Lin Langtian, their expressions changed. A dark figure had moved to block them.

Bam!

A shadowy fist from Mo Ying blasted through the air, sending the three warriors flying back with a single punch. Lin Langtian shook his head, amused at the stupidity of their greed.

Turning back, Lin Langtian focused on the glowing sphere before him and reached out to touch it. Instantly, a flood of information rushed into his mind.

"Lower-level Spirit Martial Art—the 'Heaven-Turning Arts of the Martial Sect'!"

A gleam of satisfaction crossed Lin Langtian's face as he absorbed the Spirit Martial Art. But his expression quickly shifted to surprise as he felt a fierce surge of martial intent pouring out from the sphere, enveloping him completely.

This martial intent was formless, yet it had a tangible presence, a boundless force like an ocean. Lin Langtian, caught within it, felt as insignificant as a leaf, tossed about by waves that threatened to consume him.

Fortunately, while intense, the martial intent did not seem to mean him harm. Instead, it flowed into his body and settled into his dantian. There it hovered silently, stripped of its initial ferocity, yet Lin Langtian could feel its potential power lying in wait.

This martial intent was like an amplifier—whatever martial art he performed would become exponentially more powerful with its help.

This was the true treasure and legacy of the Earth Martial Sect!

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