Wu Dong: I, Lin Langtian, will not play a supporting role

When Lin Langtian stepped into the stone statue, what appeared in front of him was an ancient altar.

All around the altar were towering stone steps that seemed to reach into the clouds, and beyond that, an endless, pitch-black void.

At the very top of the stone steps, there was a dilapidated and ancient futon.

Lin Langtian looked around but did not see Lin Dong's figure, and frowned slightly.

"It seems that there is more than one space inside this stone statue."

Lin Langtian pondered for a moment, then shook his head, looked up at the altar, and after a brief pause, leaped away.

Upon reaching the top of the altar, the dilapidated and ancient prayer mat was messy and inconspicuous.

But strangely, Lin Langtian sensed a residual aura on it that seemed to transcend heaven and earth.

This was left behind by the Ancestor of Symbols!
"Do I want to cultivate to the Divine Palace here..." Thinking of the legendary Divine Palace Realm, Lin Langtian pursed his lips slightly, and then he slowly sat down cross-legged on the tattered futon.

The so-called "condensing the divine palace" simply means transforming the Niwan Palace into a "divine palace".

However, this step is as difficult as ascending to heaven, so today, apart from the Ice Lord, almost no one in the Tianxuan Continent has stepped into this realm.

But for Lin Langtian, he had already entered the realm of the Great Talisman Sect. In addition, this place was where the Talisman Ancestor had secluded himself for cultivation. Now that he had the right time, place, and people, he naturally had to give it his all.

Lin Langtian sat cross-legged quietly, his mind entering another world.

It seemed that there were raging flames, condensing thunder, and hurricanes blowing there, as if one were in a cruel prehistoric era.

This is Lin Langtian's Niwan Palace.

His mind floated in the turbulent Niwan Palace, and then, with a slight movement of his mind, spiritual power condensed and finally transformed into a spiritual body.

His appearance was exactly the same as Lin Langtian's.

Lin Langtian's spiritual body surveyed the raging Niwan Palace with a calm expression.

He could sense the vast spiritual power surging within the Niwan Palace, but this spiritual power was far from sufficient to condense a divine palace.

In the past, he focused on Yuan power and demonic energy, but neglected the cultivation of spiritual power.

Now that we want to consolidate the divine palace, we must naturally make up for this missing weakness through cultivation.

This will obviously take a considerable amount of time, but fortunately he has plenty of time now.

After all, time moves ten times slower in this training ground than outside.

Ten years here is only one year in the outside world. The slowness of time here is twice as terrifying as that of the Heavenly Tomb in the Dou Qi Continent.

Therefore, Lin Langtian could make full use of this ample time to consolidate and cultivate his spiritual power.

As Lin Langtian entered meditation, time quietly passed within the raging Niwan Palace, and the figure remained motionless.

His body seemed to be covered in dust, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

Until one day, inside the Niwan Palace, Lin Langtian slowly opened his eyes, which were deeper and brighter than ever before.

He then extended his slender hand, his fingertips swirling slightly, and a river of lightning formed from his spiritual power roared down, enveloping him.

As the surging Leihe River rushed forward, countless fish could be seen leaping within it.

These fish were actually formed from spiritual energy, and they were so lifelike that they seemed to be alive.

Clearly, after a year of arduous training, Lin Langtian's mental strength has increased dramatically!

boom!
The calm Niwan Palace suddenly erupted into chaos.

The previously tranquil Thunder River suddenly roared in fury, howling like a fierce tiger across the heavens and earth.

Thunder, hurricanes, flames, and hailstones re-formed and danced wildly in the air.

Lin Langtian sat quietly amidst the raging chaos, his mind working together to forcefully combine the flames, thunder dragons, and hurricanes.

Boom!

The violent spiritual energy spread wildly, and the vast and boundless spiritual energy was mixed together, then began to constantly change shape.

It vaguely resembles the outline of a palace.

boom!
However, the palace had only just taken shape when the raging spiritual energy could no longer be suppressed and exploded completely. Immediately afterward, the nascent divine palace vanished into thin air, a complete failure.

Lin Langtian's body also trembled violently at this moment, but his expression remained calm and composed. Without the slightest hesitation, he focused his mind and once again urged his spiritual power to try to condense it.

boom!
As expected, his mental energy exploded once again due to the overwhelming strain.

The third time, bang! Failure!

boom!
boom!
boom!
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Inside the Niwan Palace, Lin Langtian seemed to be perpetually stimulating his spiritual power, trying countless times, but all attempts failed.

Clearly, the difficulty of condensing this divine palace is extraordinary, comparable to ascending to heaven.

Inside the Niwan Palace, the explosions of spiritual energy continued unabated, and no one knew when they would end.

But the figure sitting cross-legged at the very top seemed tireless, immersed in the fusion and division of spiritual power, unaware of the passage of time.

Time slips away quietly, but that figure never stops moving.

Time passed slowly in the training ground, while outside, time seemed to move more slowly.

However, amidst this slow pace, the atmosphere in the world began to stir somewhat...

...

Chaotic Demon Sea.

With the successful formation of a massive alliance spearheaded by the Temple of Flame, the rampaging alien demons finally began to be gradually contained.

The demon-slaying army, composed of the top experts from countless forces in the Chaotic Demon Sea, undoubtedly became the most terrifying fighting force in the Chaotic Demon Sea.

This fighting force, under the command of the outstanding commander Tang Xinlian, unleashed unparalleled power.

Therefore, the rampage of the strange demons in the Chaotic Demon Sea is no longer able to achieve the same unstoppable effect as before.

As time passed, a stalemate gradually formed between the two sides in the Chaotic Demon Sea, with neither side able to gain an absolute advantage.

However, just as the Chaotic Demon Sea was gradually calming down, a sudden incident occurred in the Demon Realm.

Deep within the Demon Realm, a large number of alien demons and demonic corpses controlled by the Demon Prison have appeared, wreaking havoc and harming the common people, forcing several ancient lords to go and investigate.

As the Demon Prison's actions grew increasingly larger, it became clear that the entire Tianxuan Continent was beginning to experience turmoil.

The so-called Second Great War between Heaven and Earth is drawing ever closer…

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Inside the Fu Zu stone statue.

Time seemed to have passed for an eternity. After countless failed attempts to condense the divine palace, Lin Langtian slowly opened his eyes. His brows were furrowed, as if he were deep in thought.

After three days of silent contemplation, Lin Langtian took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.

No destruction, no construction; destruction precedes construction!

If the original Niwan Palace is not destroyed, the new shrine may never be born.

This is based on Lin Langtian's cultivation trajectory in the original timeline, as well as his own experience gained from numerous failures.

To cultivate the Divine Palace, one must first self-destruct!
Having made up his mind, Lin Langtian hesitated no longer. He closed his eyes, and with a thought, he arrived before the Niwan Palace, which resembled a point of light.

Lin Langtian focused his mind on the point of light, his heart not wavering without the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, the vast spiritual power within the Niwan Palace began to shrink rapidly at an extremely astonishing speed.

In just a few breaths, all that spiritual energy was transformed into a sphere of spiritual energy no bigger than a human head within the Niwan Palace.

Lin Langtian did not stop compressing the sphere to an extremely terrifying state, but continued to do so.

When this compression reached its limit, the sphere of spiritual energy suddenly began to tremble rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, the surface of the sphere began to crack, and fine cracks spread out.

One after another, destructive beams of light were silently fired out.

When that beam of destructive light shone to its extreme, it resembled a mushroom bomb rising from the Niwan Palace (a point on the back of the head).

Then the destructive wave swept out, and at that moment, Lin Langtian's Niwan Palace completely exploded.

boom!
Lin Langtian's body trembled violently at this moment, his Niwan Palace exploded, and his spiritual power surged out like a waterfall.

Lin Langtian gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his mind, and hurriedly gathered up the rampant spiritual power that had become extremely violent after losing the restraint of the Niwan Palace.

At the same time, with a thought, Lin Langtian began to gather the rampant spiritual energy together, just as he had done before when he controlled his spiritual energy to condense the divine palace in the Niwan Palace.

A vast and boundless spiritual energy surged and then slowly converged under Lin Langtian's control.

At this moment, spiritual energy flowed like seawater, and in its outline, the rudiments of a divine palace were faintly visible, quietly taking shape.

Under Lin Langtian's meticulous manipulation, his mental energy began to refine the countless subtle steps of constructing the divine palace.

Time flows quietly by, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

At this moment, the divine palace was gradually taking shape.

The temple stood majestically, exuding grandeur and magnificence, its atmosphere ever-changing, like the abode of all gods.

Lin Langtian focused his attention on the forming divine palace, a slight smile playing on his lips, his heart overflowing with joy.

However, Lin Langtian knew that although the divine palace had been formed at this time, it was only superficially impressive.

Because in order to truly condense a divine palace, a crucial power is still missing, namely the power of the Supreme Being!

Without the blessing of the Supreme Power, this divine palace is a lifeless object, unable to contain Lin Langtian's spiritual power, let alone become his aid.

Thinking of this, Lin Langtian quickly formed hand seals and slowly immersed himself in the Supreme Sensing. His consciousness drifted, and after a long time, wisps of ancient chaotic light finally emerged.

After cultivating with Ling Qingzhu, Lin Langtian's mastery of the Supreme Induction Technique became increasingly proficient, even surprising Ling Qingzhu herself.

Then, under Lin Langtian's control, the ancient and mysterious chaotic light slowly descended upon the divine palace.

"Wow!"

At that moment, the shrine burst forth with a clear cry, like the chorus of celestial birds.

In that instant, the shrine, which had been like an inanimate object, suddenly seemed to possess vitality and life.

On the majestic surface of the palace, light flowed, and a new life force slowly spread out, giving rise to new life.

Seeing this, Lin Langtian smiled slightly, then manipulated his spiritual power and slowly entered the divine palace.

Rumble!
A surge of spiritual energy coursed within the divine palace, seemingly gradually forming a rudimentary cycle.

Moreover, Lin Langtian could sense that when the divine palace was taking shape, he seemed to have established an extremely mysterious connection with the supreme power in the darkness, with strands of chaotic light constantly surging in.

As his spiritual energy surged, those wisps of chaotic light began to invade it.

Then, Lin Langtian sensed that the spiritual power that had been infused with the chaotic light began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

That was a genuine transformation that came from within.

Lin Langtian had an epiphany, and his mind gradually calmed down. He guarded the divine palace with a calm and still heart, letting the surging spiritual power surge and churn within it.

Lin Langtian knew that when his spiritual power was completely transformed, the Divine Palace would be able to truly replace the Niwan Palace!

Of course, this process seems to take a long time, but fortunately, Lin Langtian, who is inside the ancestral palace, does not lack this time.

He only needs to quietly wait for the day when the divine palace is completed and he is reborn.

……

As the outside world grew increasingly turbulent and turbulent, a figure sat silently atop the altar for ten years.

This figure was none other than Lin Langtian.

Over time, Lin Langtian's clothes gradually became tattered and worn away by the erosion of time.

However, his appearance remained unchanged; only the handsome curves of his face seemed to have been sculpted even more beautifully, like the most perfect sculpture in the world.

Within Lin Langtian's body, not a trace of Yuan Power or spiritual power was emitted. He was just like an ordinary person who would not attract any attention if he walked down the street.

However, only true experts and those with extremely keen senses can vaguely perceive it.

Beneath Lin Langtian's seemingly ordinary aura, what terrifying and dreadful sharpness was being brewing?

This silence lasted for an unknown period of time—perhaps a moment, a day, ten days…

Until one day, Lin Langtian, who had been sitting quietly for ten years, suddenly trembled slightly.

The next moment, his clothes turned into powder and scattered like falling snow.

Just as his clothes turned to dust, Lin Langtian's eyes, which had been closed for ten years, finally opened slowly.

Those eyes were as black as ink, as deep as the sea, without any fluctuation in them.

Yet, even in this tranquility, the void surrounding the altar seemed to tremble slightly under the gaze of those eyes.

Those eyes were like the gaze of a god; a single, indifferent glance was enough to instill fear in the world.

In response, Lin Langtian couldn't help but slowly curve a smile, and then chuckled softly as he murmured.

"This... is this the realm of the divine palace...?" (End of Chapter)