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

The red-robed man's surprise and doubt lasted only a moment, quickly transforming into an even more ruthless determination.

"A mere trick, watch me break your fake dragon claw!"

He roared, and the crimson spear in his hand shone even brighter. The flaming roc phantom that he had condensed seemed to come alive, emitting a sharp cry. Its wings spread out, stirring up a scorching storm. Wherever the spear tip pointed, the space itself was slightly distorted!
Faced with this fierce and unparalleled attack, Lin Langtian's eyes remained calm and composed.

He slowly raised his dragon hand, which was brimming with primordial power, his five fingers slightly bent. Instead of dodging or avoiding, he directly grabbed the spear tip that was thrusting towards him!
"You're courting death!" The man in the red robe said with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

His Flaming Roc Dragon-Locking Spear is specifically designed to break through physical defenses. Even spirit beasts known for their defense wouldn't dare to take it head-on, let alone a human body.
However, in the next instant, the sarcasm on his face suddenly froze.

clang!
A deafening roar erupted as metal clashed, and a violent shockwave swept outwards from the two of them, causing even the solid ground connecting the platform to develop tiny cracks!

Lin Langtian's hand, covered with strange dragon scale patterns and shimmering with primordial gray light, actually grabbed the tip of the Crimson Flame Spear!
The flaming phantom of the Heavenly Roc pounced on the palm, the scorching flames burning wildly, but it could not leave the slightest mark on the seemingly thin layer of gray light. Instead, the primordial dragon power spread up the spear shaft, causing the spear to hum under the strain!
"How can it be?!"

The red-robed man's pupils shrank suddenly. He felt a force as heavy as an ancient mountain and as domineering as a primordial dragon god coming from the gun. It even made his hands go numb and he could hardly hold the gun!

Lin Langtian's expression remained indifferent as he suddenly twisted his right hand with force!
Click!

A tiny crack appeared at the tip of the Crimson Flame Spear!

Although it was only a trivial matter, it greatly shocked the man in the red robe. This gun was no ordinary divine weapon!
"Let go!"

The man in red robes was both shocked and furious. He unleashed his spiritual power without reservation, and the powerful spiritual power of a seventh-grade supreme being surged like a volcanic eruption, pouring it all into his spear.

"Heavenly Roc Burning World Flame!"

He shouted sharply, and the gun's flames surged, changing from crimson to dark gold. The temperature soared, and even the surrounding air seemed to ignite!
The flames condensed into countless tiny phantom images of the Heavenly Roc, frantically rushing towards Lin Langtian's arm, attempting to burn through and tear it apart!
However, Lin Langtian merely snorted coldly, and deep within his body, the Primordial Ancestral Symbol trembled slightly.

hum!
An even more ancient and vast primordial power surged forth like a tide, flowing down his arm and into his palm.

The gray light covering the palm instantly became solid and thick, with faint, dense dragon scale phantoms layered upon each other, as if the claws of a real dragon had descended!

The power of the primordial chaos combined with the pressure of the dragon god formed a unique primordial domain.

The phantom of the Dark Gold Flame Roc crashed into this area, like a moth drawn to a flame, quickly dimming and dissipating, unable to even get close!

"Your flame is too weak."

Lin Langtian spoke calmly, his right hand suddenly clenching its five fingers!

Bang!
With a muffled thud, to the red-robed man's utter astonishment, a small section of the tip of the divine artifact-level Crimson Flame Spear was crushed by his bare hands!

The fragments dissipated into specks of red light.

"You!" The man in the red robe was shocked and furious, his heart ached terribly, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

This guy's physical strength is terrifyingly inhuman!

They are no less formidable than the physically powerful Rhinoceros Demon Clan and Elephant Demon Clan warriors!
He made a quick decision, decisively abandoning his spear and retreating rapidly while simultaneously forming hand seals.

"Tianpeng's true form, appear!"

boom!
A surge of violent spiritual energy erupted into the sky, causing the red-robed man's body to expand rapidly, unfurling a pair of enormous crimson wings engulfed in raging flames!
His body also underwent partial mutation, covered in crimson feathers, his hands transformed into sharp claws, his pupils became sharp vertical pupils, and his aura suddenly surged, reaching the peak of the early stage of the seventh-grade supreme!
Clearly, he was forced to use his trump card when facing Lin Langtian, a sixth-grade supreme being!
"You've managed to force me to reveal my true form as the Heavenly Roc; you should be proud of that!"

The man in the red robe hovered in mid-air, his voice becoming sharp and piercing, with a bird-like screeching quality.

"But next, you will die a terrible death! The Heavenly Roc and the Dragon are sworn enemies! Today, I will use your half-baked dragon power to sacrifice my Heavenly Roc divine power!"

"Sky Roc Speed, Sky-Splitting Claw!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man in the red robe vanished!
It wasn't teleportation, but rather an extreme speed that left a series of afterimages in the air!

Almost at the same instant, the space beside Lin Langtian was torn apart, and a huge roc claw burning with crimson flames and wrapped with the power of wind and thunder slashed down fiercely!
The speed and power of this claw attack far surpassed that of the previous ones!

However, Lin Langtian's reaction was equally astonishingly fast.

Just as the roc's claws were about to strike, he shifted his feet and moved half a step to the side by a hair's breadth, while simultaneously throwing out his left fist without any fancy moves!
"The Primordial Chaos Shatters the Mountains!"

It was still a simple and direct punch, but it contained terrifying brute force capable of splitting mountains and shattering peaks!
Above the fist, a primordial gray light condensed as if it were solid, with a faint dragon-shaped phantom swirling around it.

Fists and claws clashed!

Boom!

An even more violent explosion rang out, the receiving platform shook violently, and cracks spread like a spider web!

If it weren't for the ancient formation protecting this reception platform, it would probably have collapsed long ago.

The man in the red robe felt an irresistible force coming from the claw, which made his blood and qi surge and most of the crimson flames on the roc claw were shaken away!
He was sent flying backwards by the force of the impact, his eyes filled with even greater horror. The opponent's strength was actually increasing!

Moreover, that vast and ancient dragon aura had a subtle suppressive effect on his Heavenly Roc bloodline!
"Impossible! Tianpeng is the overlord of the sky, how could he be suppressed?!" The red-robed man roared inwardly, his ferocity growing even stronger.

"Heavenly Roc Burning Sky Technique, Ten Thousand Feathered Meteors!"

With a sudden flap of his wings, countless burning crimson feathers detached and transformed into a rain of fire, each feather containing astonishing penetrating and burning power, shooting towards Lin Langtian in a deluge!

All evasive maneuvers have been blocked!
Lin Langtian looked up at the incoming meteor shower of flames, and his eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion.

He took a deep breath, and the Supreme Sea within his body surged, with the power of the Dragon God and the power of the Primordial Ancestral Symbol beginning to truly merge.

"Since you are so ignorant of your own limitations, then I will show you what the power of a true dragon is."

Lin Langtian slowly clasped his hands together, forming an ancient and complex mudra.

As the seal was completed, his aura suddenly changed!
Roar!
The dragon's roar was no longer faint, but earth-shattering! Clear, majestic, and ancient, it seemed to come from the very end of the river of time!
Behind him, a clearer, primordial phantom unfolded.

But this time, within the phantom, an unimaginably enormous dragon shadow slowly emerged!
The dragon's shadow coiled above the vast land, its head raised, looking down upon all living beings. Every dragon scale seemed to bear the marks of time, radiating a pressure that commanded all spirits to submit!

"Primordial Ancestral Symbol, blessed by the Dragon God!"

Lin Langtian let out a low shout, and the enormous ancestral dragon phantom behind him roared to the sky, then transformed into a gray-gold torrent that surged into Lin Langtian's body!
Crackling!

Real dragon scale phantoms appeared on Lin Langtian's body, covering his entire body!
His hands had completely transformed into dragon claws, and the sides of his forehead were slightly raised, resembling the beginnings of dragon horns!
A dragon's might, several times purer than before, spread out. It originated from the fusion of the Primordial Ancestral Symbol with the might of the Dragon God. Although it was not a true dragon, its status was high enough to crush the bloodline of ordinary dragons, let alone the Heavenly Roc!
"Primordial Dragon Fist, Suppressing Mountains and Rivers!"

Lin Langtian took a step forward, and the reception platform roared!
He threw out both fists, not aiming at the sky full of fiery feathers, but instead blasting them towards the void in front of him!
The fist is thrown, and the dragon's roar follows!
Two gray-gold fist imprints shot out from his hands, growing larger with the wind, instantly becoming a hundred feet in size!

The dragon god coiled around the fist imprint, and the primordial aura swept through it, freezing space and silencing all things wherever it passed!
The fiery feathers that filled the sky melted and vanished silently upon contact with the gray-gold aura surrounding the fist imprint, just as ice and snow meet the sun!
It's impossible to get close to the fist imprint itself!

The two fist imprints continued their momentum, like two ancient dragon gods moving divine mountains, one on the left and one on the right, suppressing the red-robed man who had manifested the true form of the Heavenly Roc in the air!

They blocked all his escape routes!
The man in the red robe turned pale; he felt a fear and suppression that originated from the depths of his blood!
It's as if they're facing the king among their natural enemies!
"I don't believe it! Heavenly Roc Burning World, break it for me!"

He roared hoarsely, pushing all his spiritual power and bloodline power to the limit. He closed his wings and transformed his entire body into a huge crimson-gold flame roc, burning his origin and crashing into the two primordial dragon fists that were pressing down on him with a determination to perish together!
This is a forbidden technique used by the Tianpeng clan to fight to the death: Burning Body Strike!

The Crimson Gold Flame Heavenly Roc clashed violently with the Gray Gold Dragon Fist!
boom!
An indescribable roar erupted, and the entire reception platform was engulfed in blinding light!
An extremely violent energy storm swept out, startling even the powerful figures on other reception platforms in the distance, who all turned to look.

The light lasted for several breaths before slowly dissipating.

The receiving platform was in complete disarray, with deep pits and cracks all over the ground, and a huge depression in the center.

Lin Langtian stood still, the illusory dragon scales around him slowly dissipating. His face was slightly pale, and his aura was somewhat fluctuating. At the same time, he was activating the Primordial Ancestral Symbol and the power of the Dragon God, which consumed a great deal of energy.

Dozens of feet away from him, the man in red robes knelt on one knee, his body charred black, his pair of crimson wings tattered and feathers withered, and his aura extremely weak.

He stared intently at Lin Langtian, his eyes filled with resentment, fear, and a hint of confusion.

"Why?" he asked with difficulty, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth. "You mere human, where does your dragon might come from that you can suppress my Heavenly Roc bloodline?"

Lin Langtian did not answer, but simply took a step and slowly approached.

With each step he took, the man in the red robe felt his heart clench.

Approaching him, Lin Langtian looked down at him without a trace of pity, his eyes indifferent. He raised his foot and stomped down hard, intending to cripple the man in red robes completely.

The man in the red robe seemed to sense Lin Langtian's killing intent as well. His expression changed immediately, and with a roar, crimson flames swept out and rushed towards Lin Langtian.

boom!
The next moment, he slammed his palms against the ground, and blood splattered out like fire. In a flash, his figure appeared a thousand feet away and landed outside the reception platform.

puff!

His figure landed outside the stage, and the man in red robes spat out another mouthful of blood. His disheveled appearance was a far cry from his previous dashing demeanor. The fear and panic in his eyes made him look like a stray dog.

As the red-robed man fled the reception platform in a disheveled state, a commotion erupted in the area.

Many powerful figures from various races looked at Lin Langtian on the reception platform with some shock, their eyes flickering slightly. They had clearly not expected that this human, who looked to be only a sixth-grade supreme being, would be so troublesome.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of the people from the Peng clan immediately turned grim.

Who could have predicted that this seemingly certain victory would turn out like this in the blink of an eye…

"This human actually possesses the power of the dragon race. He's really hidden it very well!" A powerful member of the Tianpeng clan said through gritted teeth, his gaze towards Lin Langtian now filled with a hint of apprehension.

The dragon race stands at the very top of the pyramid of all spirit beast races. Even though Lin Langtian is not a true dragon, his pure dragon bloodline makes him a force to be reckoned with.

Amidst the many awe-inspiring gazes of the world, Lin Langtian remained calm on the reception platform, then looked around and said indifferently.

"Gentlemen, I'll take this reception platform. Does anyone have any objections?"

Upon seeing this, the powerful figures from various races had a fleeting look in their eyes, but after observing the faint dragon might and primordial power emanating from Lin Langtian, they gradually withdrew their gazes.

There are twenty reception platforms here after all. There is no need to waste energy on this tough nut to crack. Rather than risk fighting Lin Langtian, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity to seize the other reception platforms that have not yet been controlled.

At the same time, some people couldn't help but secretly glance at the Tianpeng Clan, specifically at Zong Lin, who was leading the group.

The Tianpeng Clan and the Jiuyou Sparrow Clan were already at odds, and Lin Langtian had severely injured a powerful member of the Tianpeng Clan. It was unknown whether Zong Lin would personally take action to retaliate.

Even Lin Langtian glanced at Zong Lin out of the corner of his eye. The latter's strength was far beyond that of a simple seventh-grade supreme being; he had even faintly touched upon the eighth-grade supreme being.

Although Lin Langtian was not afraid of the latter, if this sect really made a move, it would bring trouble to Lin Langtian and even allow others to reap the benefits.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zong Lin slowly stood up, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as he looked at Lin Langtian.

However, he was also a decisive person. After witnessing Lin Langtian's strength, although he did not believe that Lin Langtian could defeat him, he felt that there was no need to fight Lin Langtian to the death. After all, the most important thing right now was to enter the Ancient Body Refining Tower.

"Your name is Lin Langtian, right? I'll remember that. If I have the chance, I'll personally experience your strength. I hope you won't disappoint me then."

Before Lin Langtian could reply, Zong Lin leaped onto another reception platform, seemingly having no intention of engaging Lin Langtian in battle.

Seeing this, many powerful individuals who were hoping to take advantage of the situation were greatly disappointed.

On the stage, Lin Langtian paid no attention to Zong Lin's threatening words, and instead, a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Having successfully defended the platform, the spot in the Ancient Body Refining Tower is now secured. (End of Chapter)