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

Within the Qiankun Sect, news of the impending clash between the Silver Mist Guards and the Calamity Guards spread like wildfire.

Unsurprisingly, this explosive news caused a great uproar within the Qiankun Sect.

Over the years, the reputation of the E'nan Guard has grown stronger within the Qiankun Sect, and its overall strength is almost among the top three of the Qiankun Sect's many legions.

On the other hand, Yin Lanwei was considered to be at the bottom of the hierarchy.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, these two legions are not even on the same level.

Therefore, the news immediately aroused many doubts.

Everyone was curious as to why Silver Mist Palace would agree to this wager, even though the stakes offered by the Calamity King were extremely tempting.

No matter how tempting the stakes are, they are nothing more than honey wrapped in poison.

Many people believe that Yinlan Palace is blinded by greed and trying to gamble everything, but what if they lose?

At that time, Silver Mist Palace might truly fall into ruin.

By then, even with the support of the Grand Elder, Silver Mist Palace would likely find it difficult to gain a foothold within the Qiankun Sect.

After all, even the Grand Elder needs to follow the rules, and the Qiankun Sect also has many powerful vassal forces.

These forces are constantly coveting the positions of the kings of the Qiankun Sect.

Because once you get this position, you can truly become a direct descendant of the Qiankun Sect. The protection and resources you can enjoy then are far beyond what ordinary vassal forces can compare to.

Therefore, Silver Mist Palace cannot afford to lose this battle.

...

While the entire Qiankun Sect was in an uproar over this bet, Yinlan Palace remained surprisingly quiet, with no word of it leaking out.

Moreover, the security measures became increasingly tight, making it impossible for outsiders to know what was happening inside.

Deep within the Silver Mist Palace, nestled in a mountain.

Within the lush mountains lies a vast, flat area.

Meanwhile, on this ground, figures clad in silver armor sat quietly in meditation.

Their bodies remained motionless, like rocks.

And in mid-air above those figures, Lin Langtian sat cross-legged.

A light flashed on his palm, and a crimson scroll stained with blood appeared. He then gently placed it on his forehead.

Suddenly, light surged from the scroll, eventually flooding into Lin Langtian's mind.

In an instant, a surge of iron-blooded energy, like a roaring flood, poured directly into Lin Langtian's mind.

Countless sounds of battle rose into the sky, and in that instant, it was as if we had returned to an ancient battlefield.

Ancient and blood-stained images flashed through my mind.

In the scene, a dark, imposing army can be seen filling the space between heaven and earth.

They marched with perfectly synchronized steps, like a victorious military parade, and with each step they took, even the heavens and earth seemed to tremble beneath their feet.

That kind of momentum was simply unstoppable.

Lin Langtian looked solemnly at the center of the army.

There seemed to be a blurry figure there.

The figure wasn't particularly imposing, but one look was enough to tell that he was the commander of this formidable legion.

As Lin Langtian gazed over, the figure gently raised his hand.

"war!"

In an instant, that terrifying army suddenly erupted with a thunderous roar.

Immediately afterwards, countless powerful battle intents soared into the sky, and this space shattered almost instantly.

Roar!
The boundless and vast fighting spirit almost solidified into a tangible form, and finally roared and surged, transforming into a giant dragon with enormous eagle wings, howling towards the sky.

The space within a radius of 100,000 li was completely shattered at that moment.

The next moment, the eagle-winged dragon opened its mouth, and a beam of light tens of thousands of feet long suddenly shot out.

boom!
A terrifying beam of light filled the eye, moving at an indescribable speed. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through millions of miles of space, shooting directly into that lower-dimensional world.
The terrifying attack shot in, but there was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.

That lower-dimensional world was simply erased during the spatial distortion.
With a single move, he destroyed an entire lower-dimensional world!

The ancient scene gradually collapsed, eventually disintegrating completely into fragments and disappearing.

As these fragments disappeared, some ancient information seemed to surge from Lin Langtian's heart.

"The art of battle formations is to control it with force, which is the lowest of the low."

"To govern with the mind is the supreme way."

"..."

Lin Langtian was immersed in those profound words, and several hours later, he slowly opened his eyes.

A thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. Then, he looked down at the Silver Mist Guards below, and with a gentle wave of his hand, all the Silver Mist Guards let out a low shout, and a powerful fighting spirit soared into the sky.

Lin Langtian sat cross-legged amidst the overwhelming battle intent, closing his eyes to sense it.

A surging fighting spirit permeated the heavens and earth, while Lin Langtian kept his eyes tightly closed, immersed in that ocean of fighting spirit, rising and falling with it.

However, whenever he tried to integrate his will into that surging fighting spirit, it was extremely difficult.

He could control these immense battle intents, but it was difficult for him to integrate his will into them and truly become one with them.

In this way, the so-called "controlling with the mind" is nothing but empty talk.

However, Lin Langtian was not discouraged by these repeated defeats, because he knew that fighting spirit was a somewhat elusive thing.

Its birth depends on human will, while its power depends on the fusion of will and spiritual power.

Because each fighting spirit contains a different will, it is naturally not an easy thing to perfectly integrate into them.

Fortunately, Lin Langtian was a top-tier talisman master in the Tianxuan Continent, and his mental strength was exceptionally powerful.

The strength of one's will also depends to some extent on mental strength, so Lin Langtian has a unique advantage in controlling his fighting spirit.

Calming himself down, Lin Langtian kept recalling the profound words in the scroll of remnant blood, and then carefully trying to understand them, hoping to glean some clues from them.

boom!
A surge of fighting spirit rushed into Lin Langtian's body like a flood, but he did not resist it at all, instead letting the fighting spirit surge within him.

As time went by, Lin Langtian's mental strength, unsurprisingly, began to be eroded by that surging fighting spirit.

Fortunately, he clung to a sliver of clarity, keeping his mind hovering between ambiguity and lucidity...

Roar!Roar!
It was as if countless battle-hungry roars resounded in Lin Langtian's heart.

His will, however, began to tentatively engage with the wills hidden within the many fighting spirits.

Only by achieving a fusion of will and fighting spirit can one be considered a true battle formation master!
As Lin Langtian merged with the power, time began to pass, and three short days went by almost imperceptibly. During these three days, the duel between the Silver Mist Guard and the Calamity Guard, instigated by certain individuals, had thoroughly fermented within the Qiankun Sect, and everyone was aware of this duel.

Of course, they also knew that if the Silver Mist Guard lost, the Silver Mist Palace would submit to the Calamity Palace.

This almost pushed Silver Mist Palace to the brink of ruin; if they lost, their reputation would plummet.

At that time, no matter how much the Grand Elder supports her, Jiang Yinlan will not be able to keep the Ninth Prince's position.

Some people secretly shook their heads at this, after all, King Yinlan was still too young, and compared with a cunning old fox like King E'nan, he still lacked some experience.

However, no matter how much the Qiankun Sect was in an uproar because of this bet, the Yinlan Palace remained quiet, with no panic reported.

This surprised many people. Could it be that Yinlan Palace was really not flustered at all?

Do they really have that much faith in the Silver Mist Guard and their new commander?

Amidst this widespread speculation and doubt, the three days quietly passed...

When the dawn of the third day tore through the clouds and shone upon the earth, almost all eyes within the Qiankun Sect were turned to the still quiet Yinlan Palace.

The Palace of Calamity.

King Calamity sat on his throne, his usually gloomy face now beaming with a joyful smile.

His gaze toward the Silver Mist Palace was full of mockery.

Regardless of whether Silver Mist Palace makes any moves today, the final result will be the same.

When Yinlan Palace falls from power, he really wants to see Jiang Yinlan, that proud woman, and what kind of moving expression will appear on that beautiful, cold face.

At the same time, all the other royal forces in various parts of the Qiankun Sect also turned their attention to the Silver Mist Palace.

If Yinlan Palace remains closed today, then this bet will truly become a laughing stock.

And that is probably exactly what the Palace of Calamity wants to see.

Silver Mist Palace is located deep in the mountains.

Jiang Yinlan stood quietly atop the mountain peak. Today, she was dressed in a silver shirt and fitted trousers that accentuated her long, sexy legs, making them appear straight and shapely. Her silver hair swayed in the breeze, and her cool, pretty face remained calm.

However, Mu Honglian, standing behind him, had a look of anxiety on her pretty face, because Lin Langtian had not made any move for three days in the distant sky.

But now, the betting battle is about to begin!

"Sister Yinlan," Mu Honglian couldn't help but speak up, "Why don't we forcefully wake Lin Langtian up? Even if we fail in the end, it's still better than being afraid to fight."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yinlan pondered for a moment, then gently shook her head and parted her red lips slightly: "Wait."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yinlan suddenly paused, slowly turned her head, and looked into the depths of the mountain forest.

There, the Silver Mist Guard, who had been sitting quietly cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

boom!
As they opened their eyes, the surging battle intent that lingered above them roared up like a flood, with countless battle intent tornadoes howling. The scene was truly spectacular.

Jiang Yinlan and the others looked over in astonishment, and then they saw that, amidst the surging battle intent, the tall figure in a green robe who had been sitting quietly for three days finally stood up slowly.

It was still the same figure, but for some reason, a chilling fighting spirit seemed to emanate from him.

In the distance, Lin Langtian moved and appeared directly in front of Jiang Yinlan and the others, a smile appearing on his handsome face.

A powerful, indomitable fighting spirit emanated from within him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Now, it's time for us to collect our spoils!"

Looking at the calm and confident smile on the handsome face of the man before them, Jiang Yinlan and the other woman completely relaxed.

This mysterious and handsome man from a lower plane always creates miracles that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and this time will surely be no exception.

After exchanging pleasantries with Jiang Yinlan, Lin Langtian seemed to notice the gazes coming from all directions, and then a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Silver Mist Guards!" Lin Langtian shouted.

"exist!"

A loud shout rang out, and suddenly, a boundless fighting spirit soared into the sky from the direction of the Silver Mist Palace.

All eyes instantly shifted away.

Above the Silver Mist Palace, silver light rose up and hovered in the sky; that was the Silver Mist Guard.

At this moment, at the forefront of the Silver Mist Guard, a tall and slender figure stood straight, like a spear piercing the sky, exuding a sharp aura.

"Calamity Guard, the Silver Mist Guard awaits your arrival at the arena!" The man's calm laughter, enveloped in powerful spiritual energy, resounded throughout every corner of the Qiankun Heaven.

Swish!
As Lin Langtian's voice fell, the Silver Mist Guards transformed into a streak of silver light, streaking across the sky and hurtling toward the direction of the military arena in Qiankun Heaven.

Wow!
The entire Qiankun Heaven was in an uproar at this moment, as Yinlan Palace had finally made its move.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, they still have to face the attack from the Palace of Calamity head-on.

This is really going to be interesting!

Swish!Swish!
Therefore, a series of whooshing sounds suddenly resounded through the sky.

Countless figures rose into the sky from all directions of Qiankun Heaven, eventually sweeping across the sky towards the direction of the military arena.

"Crack!"

Inside the Palace of Calamity, the Calamity King, who had been smiling confidently, had his stone slabs crushed to dust by the aura emanating from Lin Langtian when he heard Lin Langtian's laughter.

A fierce glint flashed in his dark eyes, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Dong Kui!"

"exist!"

Inside the main hall, Dong Kui immediately responded.

"Lead the Calamity Guards away. I do not wish to see this person appear in Qiankun Heaven again after today," King Calamity said indifferently, his eyes slightly lowered.

"Yes!"

A fierce light flashed in Dong Kui's eyes. He grinned, moved swiftly, and leaped out of the main hall.

With a wave of his hand, a vast expanse of black light shot into the sky from within the Palace of Calamity.

That is the guardian of calamity.

The Military Arena is located in the southeast of Qiankun Heaven, and it is also the most expansive place in Qiankun Heaven.

Because those who come to the military arena for combat and sparring are not usually individuals, but rather entire armies.

The various armies in Qiankun Heaven also conducted numerous competitions and exchanges here.

Therefore, this area was arranged like a battlefield, filled with an atmosphere of killing.

Today, the military training ground is undoubtedly particularly lively.

The source of this excitement was, of course, the clash between the Silver Mist Guards and the Calamity Guards—a grand contest capable of igniting the entire universe… (End of Chapter)