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

The entire training ground was filled with tens of thousands of people holding their breath; you could hear a pin drop.

The barbarian emperor's mountain-like body retreated three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the hard stone bricks.

The footprint was half a foot deep, and fine cracks spread along its edges like a spider web, extending to more than ten feet away.

Lin Langtian remained motionless, not even lifting the hem of his clothes. Only his right fist, which had been thrown out, slowly retracted and hung down at his side again.

This scene, as if frozen in time, is imprinted in everyone's eyes and deeply etched into their souls.

Dead!

A deathly silence.

It lasted for a full ten breaths.

then.

"boom!"

Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, a deafening roar erupted, sweeping across the entire area!

"The Barbarian Emperor! That's the Barbarian Emperor!"

"A veteran Earth Sovereign, renowned for his unparalleled physical strength and power on the Qiankun Continent, was actually forced back three steps by a single punch in a head-on confrontation?!"

"The Heavenly Demon King... is he really only a newly ascended Earthly Sovereign?!"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Countless incredulous gazes were fixed on the figure in the green robe standing with his hands behind his back, their eyes filled with shock, awe, fervor, and a hint of indescribable fear.

On the high platform, the three elders' expressions changed drastically, and they could no longer remain calm.

The elder suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, and his breathing became heavy.

He stared intently at Lin Langtian, his originally murky eyes swirling as if trying to see right through the latter.

After a long while, he took a deep breath, suppressed the surging waves in his heart, and murmured, "Two years... less than two years, and I went from a sixth-grade supreme to an earth supreme."

Moreover, he is a supreme being with such a profound foundation and such domineering power... What kind of opportunity did the Heavenly Demon King have? What exactly did he experience?

The Second Elder's hand, stroking his beard, remained suspended in mid-air, lingering there for a long time.

He pulled at the long, snow-white beard until it hurt, but he was completely unaware. He just stared blankly at the young figure in the arena, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter a sentence.

"A monster... truly a monster... I've lived for nearly a hundred years and have never seen such a monstrous genius!"

The Third Elder stood up abruptly, his cloudy old eyes flashing with a sharp light, his beard trembling with excitement.

He gripped the handrails tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his voice became shrill with excitement.

"I knew this kid was no ordinary person! I could tell from the very first day he came to the Qiankun Sect! But I never expected... I never expected him to be this monstrous!"
"A Supreme Being of the Earth! That's a Supreme Being of the Earth! And one who can even overpower the Barbarian Emperor! Haha! Good! Good! Excellent!"

Beside them, the Golden Armor King, the Calamity King, the Spear King, and other veteran powerhouses exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

King Jinjia shook his head with a wry smile, his voice full of desolation: "When we first met, he was only a second-rank supreme being. I could look down on him and give him some pointers."

Now… in just a few short years, I no longer even have the right to look up to you. The gap is so vast it's utterly despairing.

King Calamity sighed, his eyes filled with shock and a hint of indescribable bitterness: "Comparison is the thief of joy."

Such talent, such opportunity—we could never hope to match it even if we devoted our entire lives. The Heavenly Demon King… truly is the chosen one.”

The spear king remained silent, only gripping his spear tightly until his knuckles turned white.

He gazed at the figure in the arena, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Back then, he had fought alongside Lin Langtian, but now, the latter was someone he had to look up to. This disparity filled him with mixed feelings.

Among the crowd, Jiang Yinlan stood quietly, her usually indifferent eyes now devoid of their usual detachment.

She gazed at that familiar figure from behind, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was pride, joy, shock, and a hint of admiration that she herself was unaware of.

Mu Honglian, standing beside her, was so excited that she jumped and danced around, completely disregarding her image.

She tugged at Jiang Yinlan's sleeve and exclaimed excitedly, "Sister Yinlan! Did you see that? The Vice Sect Master won! He knocked that Barbarian Emperor back with just one punch! That's amazing! That's so cool!"

Jiang Yinlan did not answer, but her lips curled up slightly, revealing a very faint smile.

That smile was fleeting, but it was caught by the sharp-eyed Mu Honglian.

"Oh my! Sister Yinlan, you smiled!" Mu Honglian exclaimed exaggeratedly, her eyes wide.

"I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I've ever seen you smile at someone of the opposite sex! The Vice Sect Master is truly amazing; he can even melt the iceberg that is you!"

Jiang Yinlan blushed, glared at Mu Honglian, but did not refute.

Above the training ground, Xue Mingzi's face alternated between pale and flushed, his eyes filled with horror and fear.

He could see it more clearly than anyone else: Lin Langtian's punch not only repelled the Barbarian Emperor, but also, in that instant, injected an extremely domineering force into the Barbarian Emperor's body.

The Barbarian Emperor's three steps were not a retreat he wanted to take, but rather he was forced to retreat by that force!

That power was as heavy as a mountain, as domineering as an emperor, seemingly coming from the primordial era, carrying an irresistible suppressive force.

"What is the origin of this child?!" Blood Demon Child's heart was filled with shock. He had been famous for hundreds of years and had roamed the Qiankun Continent. He had never seen such a strange situation.

The fact that a young man in his thirties possessed such terrifying power was completely beyond his comprehension.

But he was, after all, a veteran supreme ruler, with a resilient character and having seen many storms.

He quickly suppressed his shock, his eyes becoming even colder and more ruthless.

"Barbarian Emperor, join forces! This boy is strange, we must not be careless!" He shouted, and the blood cloud around him surged again.

This time, he stopped testing the waters and went straight to using his trump card.

He formed hand seals so quickly that they left behind afterimages.

The blood-red clouds surged wildly, like boiling water, constantly expanding, contracting, and expanding again.

Within the clouds, faint flashes of blood-red lightning emitted a muffled rumble.

"The Nine Transformations of Blood and Darkness, the first transformation: Blood Rain and Bloody Wind!"

With a fierce shout, the blood-red clouds in the sky exploded, turning into countless fine drops of blood that swept over Lin Langtian!

Each drop of blood rain was only the size of a fingernail, yet it contained a terrifying power capable of corroding even the most supreme beings.

Wherever the blood rain passed, the air was corroded into tiny black holes, emitting a hissing, ear-piercing sound, and the space itself became distorted.

This is no ordinary blood rain, but the Blood Demon Child's Blood Demon Divine Rain, which he painstakingly crafted over hundreds of years using the essence and blood of countless living beings!
Every drop of blood rain contains his original demonic power. Once it touches the body, it will frantically corrode the opponent's physical body and spiritual power until the opponent is completely turned into pus and blood!

At this moment, there were tens of thousands of drops of this blood rain!

At the same time, the Barbarian Emperor also came to his senses. He looked down at his slightly numb right fist, and his copper bell-like eyes shone with even stronger fighting spirit, even with a hint of fanaticism.

"Good lad! You're something else! I, the Barbarian Emperor, have dominated for half my life, and this is the first time I've encountered someone of the same level whose strength can rival mine!" he laughed loudly, his voice booming like a bell.

"However, that was just an appetizer; now comes the main course!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed his fists together, producing a deafening clang of metal striking metal!

The sound was sharp and piercing, like a thousand horses galloping or a thunderclap, causing the eardrums of countless powerful people present to ache, forcing them to cover their ears.

Beneath his bronze skin, strange barbarian patterns emerged.

The barbarian patterns were dark gold, like ancient runes, spreading along the lines of his muscles and eventually covering his entire body.

With each barbarian rune that lit up, his aura surged by one point.

"The Nine Transformations of the Barbarian God, the Third Transformation: Earth Split!"

He roared and charged forward once more!

This time, he was more than twice as fast.

Wherever it passed, space was torn open with pitch-black cracks, and at the edges of the cracks, one could even faintly see the surging of void turbulence!
Behind him, a huge phantom of a barbarian god appeared!

The phantom was hundreds of feet tall, with a bare upper body, muscles like mountains, and a giant axe that could split the heavens and the earth, exuding an aura of world destruction!
The phantom and the Barbarian Emperor moved in sync, both throwing a punch with terrifying power capable of tearing the earth apart!
The two supreme beings each unleashed their most powerful techniques and joined forces to attack!
One is far away, the other is near; their coordination is seamless!
This strike is enough to severely injure or even kill an ordinary lower-level Earthly Sovereign!
The tens of thousands of people in the entire training ground held their breath once again!
Countless people even forgot to breathe, staring intently at the figure in the green robe shrouded in blood rain and locked onto by the phantom of the barbarian god!
On the high platform, the three elders looked extremely solemn.

The elder even stood up, his hands clenched tightly, his palms covered in cold sweat.

Jiang Yinlan's breathing quickened, her usually cool eyes filled with worry.

Mu Honglian, who was standing next to her, was so frightened that she covered her eyes and dared not look anymore.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Lin Langtian slowly raised his head.

He gazed at the overwhelming rain of blood and the imposing phantom of the barbarian god, his expression remaining calm as still water, as if the earth-shattering attack was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

He simply raised his right hand slightly, fingers spread, palm facing upward.

Then, he gently squeezed his hand.

"Primordial Ancestral Symbol!"

"Buzz!"

A dark yellow-gold light burst forth from his palm!

The light was not dazzling, and could even be described as somewhat restrained, but the pressure it contained was as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the sea, as if it bore the weight of the entire world!
Wherever the light passed, space seemed to freeze, like a frozen lake.

Within the light, one could vaguely see the phantoms of mountains and rivers, the totems used in ancestral sacrifices, and the roars of ancient beasts!
That was the source of power of the Primordial Ancestral Symbol, as if it were an ancient will that existed since the beginning of time!
Wherever the light passed, the rain of blood seemed to have met its nemesis!

"Chucky!"

A piercing corrosive sound rang out, but what was being corroded was not Lin Langtian, but the rain of blood!
Every drop of blood rain, upon touching the primordial yellow light, evaporated instantly, like thin snow meeting the blazing sun!
It wasn't defeated, but purified, dissolved, and completely erased!
Tens of thousands of drops of blood rained down and vanished into nothingness in just three breaths!

Xue Mingzi's expression changed drastically, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

Those drops of blood were connected to his very essence; each drop contained his vital essence and spirit.

Forced to evaporate at this moment, he suffered a severe blow, and his aura instantly weakened by three-tenths!
"What...what kind of power is this?!" He was utterly horrified, his voice becoming shrill.

But no one answered him.

Because at this moment, the Barbarian Emperor had already rushed to within ten feet of Lin Langtian!
The hundred-foot-tall phantom of the barbarian god, with its giant fist capable of tearing the earth apart, smashed down on Lin Langtian with world-destroying power!
Before the punch even landed, the powerful wind had already arrived!

The strong wind was like a real blade, carving deep furrows into the ground of the training ground!
Lin Langtian's green robe fluttered in the strong wind, and his black hair danced wildly, but he remained unmoved!
He simply withdrew his right hand and slowly formed a hand seal in front of him.

The hand seal was simple yet ancient, seemingly originating from the primordial era, carrying an indescribable aura of vastness.

Printed.

Lin Langtian suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bursting with a mysterious yellow light, and the roar of the dragon-kun roared out from his body!

"Primordial Dragon-Kun Fist!!"

He pushed his palms forward!
There was no dazzling light, no earth-shattering momentum.

Only an invisible and intangible, yet so heavy it seemed capable of suppressing hell, erupted from between his palms!

That power transformed into a golden dragon-like creature, blocking the Barbarian Emperor's giant fist!
"Boom!"

The four fists collided, and a deafening roar ten times more terrifying than before exploded outwards, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart!

The sound was so loud that it instantly deafened countless powerful individuals!
They only saw a blinding light erupt from the point of impact, and then they heard nothing more.

Immediately following was a shockwave that was visible to the naked eye!

The shockwave swept in a ring, and wherever it passed, the ground of the training ground was as if it had been plowed, with the hard stone bricks being lifted up, crushed, lifted up again, and crushed again!

Centered on the point of impact, within a radius of 100 feet, three feet of ground were scraped away!

Countless pebbles were shattered into dust, and the sky was filled with soot that it blotted out the sun, enveloping the entire training ground!
Amidst the smoke and dust, only those two figures remained clearly visible.

Lin Langtian pushed forward with both palms, but the palms remained unmoved!

The Barbarian Emperor slammed his fists against the invisible barrier, his face contorted in rage, his muscles trembling all over!

Stalemate!

A stalemate between forces!

The Barbarian Emperor gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and pushed the Nine Transformations of Barbarian God to their limit!

The primal phantom of the savage god behind him roared madly, continuously pouring power into his body!
However, that invisible barrier remained completely unmoved!

"Break for me!" the Barbarian Emperor roared hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot!

Lin Langtian remained calm, only uttering a single word again:

"town!"

"boom!"

That invisible force suddenly surged!

The Barbarian Emperor felt an irresistible force crashing into him, so strong that it gave him the illusion of facing the entire world!

His physical strength, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as an infant in the face of the Dragon Kun Divine Power, which combined with the primordial energy!

"boom!"

He was sent flying backwards as if he had been hit head-on by a sacred mountain!

This time, it wasn't three steps, but a thousand feet! (End of Chapter)