Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

"I'm in a hurry," Lin Zhao said.

Zhou Jin's smile froze for a moment.

Lin Zhao's body suddenly erupted with spiritual light. Five strands of the Five Elements power, refined to their extreme, surged out, the five colors of power rotating and intertwining, condensing into a majestic divine halo around him.

The Five Sacred Mountains' Divine Ring.

The ten members of the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance reacted extremely quickly. Their domain instantly contracted, shifting from suppressing the sacred ground to defense. The sound of the zither transformed into swords, converging into a wall of swords, and the scroll unfurled to form multiple barriers, with Yin and Yang energies flowing and reinforcing the core.

The ten people stacked their magic domains together, like ten shields stacked on top of each other.

Unfortunately, Lin Zhao, who had awakened the Heavenly Heart Dharma Wheel, found the Dharma Domains of the ten people to be as fragile as paper before him. When the Five Elements Divine Rings struck him, they began to shatter from the edges, and their spiritual light scattered in the air.

Zhou Jin and Su Wan held on the longest.

The yin and yang energies on the two bodies condensed into a small domain, blocking the pressure of the divine ring from the outside.

However, under the suppression of the divine ring, this domain shrank inch by inch. The veins on Zhou Jin's forehead bulged, and Su Wan's face changed from white to green, and then from green to white.

In the end, all ten were swept away. Some crashed onto the rocks, some barely managed to steady themselves, and some had blood trickling from their mouths. The strings of the guqin were all broken, the scroll was torn open with countless tears, and the puppet was completely shattered.

It can only be said that there is a reason why the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance is known as the weakest among the seven overlords.

Lin Zhao hovered in the air, the fiery curtain of crimson feathers and golden robes slowly flowing around him.

Zhou Jin glanced at Su Wan. Su Wan bit her lip and shook her head slightly.

They were suppressed by the Dharma Realm, and many of their methods were unable to be used. For some reason, Lin Zhao's strength increased instead of decreased.

The divine wheel behind him gave off a terrifying feeling—it represented a gap in levels that could not be bridged by any means.

Zhou Jin cupped his hands in greeting, and a smile returned to his face.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is extremely powerful; the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance concedes defeat."

He turned around, gathered up the puppet fragments scattered on the ground, and led everyone to retreat slowly, his demeanor quite composed.

Before leaving, Su Wan turned back and glanced at the Heavenly Heart Dharma Wheel floating behind Lin Zhao for a moment before turning away.

The nine people flew together for a hundred miles and landed on a distant mountaintop, but did not go far away.

Merchants are inherently greedy and unwilling to give up, so they continue to observe and linger, waiting for another opportunity to act.

But just moments later, a deafening roar suddenly erupted in the distance.

Five-colored spiritual light pierced through the clouds, the pillar of light connecting heaven and earth, majestic and vast, clear and dazzling even from a hundred miles away.

Powerful shockwaves swept in one after another, causing the robes of the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance members to flutter wildly, and the broken strings of the ancient zither trembled in the gale, emitting sharp and piercing whistles.

The group fell completely silent, no longer harboring any hope.

The Cloud Sea Azure Sea Sect was indeed very secretive, quietly arranging a secret disciple comparable to a Saint Son.

It was hidden very well.

That's really ruthless, but that's certainly the style of the Cangming Sect.

On the other hand, after everyone left, Lin Zhao no longer paid attention to the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance.

He immediately activated his own domain of power, attempting to forcibly dismantle the restrictions on the Turtle Mountain Holy Land.

However, as soon as the power of the Dharma Domain touched the mountain's array barrier, it encountered a thick and dense resistance that bound it.

This formation is ancient and extremely stable. It has long been integrated with the earth veins and spiritual veins of Turtle Mountain, so that a change in one part affects the whole.

As long as the mountains remain and the earth's veins continue, this formation will never be broken.

It's not impossible to dismantle it using the Heavenly Heart Falun, but it takes time, and he doesn't have much time.

He took direct action.

With the Golden Phoenix Bow in hand, the Heavenly Heart Dharma Wheel revolves, and the energy within the Dharma Domain converges towards the bowstring.

The Five Elements Extinction Divine Arrow took shape on the bowstring, with five-colored light flowing across its body, solidified to the extreme.

Loose the string.

The moment the divine arrow struck Turtle Mountain, there was first a point of light, followed by a burst of five-colored light that intertwined and collided.

boom--

The radiance spread out like a tide. Wherever it passed, Turtle Mountain and the array melted away like ice and snow.

The entire area of ​​Turtle Mountain was engulfed by five-colored light, and pillars of light shot into the sky, illuminating an area of ​​hundreds of miles around.

The explosion lasted for several breaths.

The light faded. Turtle Mountain was gone. In its place lay a giant crater, ten miles in circumference, its bottom smooth as a mirror, with five-colored light trails slowly flowing around its edges, exactly the same as the crater in the Sacred Lake.

In the very center of the pit, a precious pearl hangs.

It is the size of a fist, completely transparent, and resembles a giant spiritual pearl.

Something inside the jewel is glowing.

Lin Zhao flew over, reached out and caught it. The pearl was warm to the touch, and he probed it with his divine sense.

The Gathering Yuan Pearl is a fourth-tier spatial magic treasure. It lacks offensive, defensive, and support abilities. Its only function is spatial storage, and its internal space is vast.

In the very center of the space, a sealed spiritual vein hangs suspended.

A mid-grade fourth-tier spiritual vein. Every now and then, a pale golden halo would emanate from the spiritual vein, sweep across the magic treasure space, disappear, and then a new halo would regenerate.

A complete fourth-order mid-grade spiritual vein.

If the seal is broken and the spirit is released, it can create a Nascent Soul sect, providing a Nascent Soul True Monarch with a place to cultivate.

Lin Zhao held the Gathering Yuan Pearl and remained silent for a moment.

When the Luo Tian Sect was wiped out, the survivors hid in a secret realm, where they prepared nine sacred sites in preparation for their resurgence.

Fourth-tier magic treasures and sealed spiritual veins—each one is the foundation for rebuilding a sect. The foundation of a Nascent Soul sect is indeed profound.

Unfortunately, it all benefited these sect disciples.

He put away the fourth-tier magic treasure, the Gathering Yuan Pearl.

I glanced at it from a distance of a hundred miles away.

His divine sense couldn't reach that far, but he could guess that the people from the Hundred Arts Immortal Alliance should have already withdrawn.

If they still don't give up, Lin Zhao wouldn't mind fighting them first before facing the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Spirits.

With his current abilities, it might be difficult to completely kill them, but defeating them would be no problem at all.

The disciples who entered the secret realm this time will basically all reach the level of a true disciple of the sect after they reach the Core Formation stage.

But for Lin Zhao now, ordinary disciples of sects are nothing special.

The five-colored light pierced through the air and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

A huge crater was left behind, along with millions of bewildered people in the ancient city thirty miles away.

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The third holy site is located in a dense forest hundreds of miles away from an ancient city.

The dense forest stretched for hundreds of miles, its canopies blocking out the sky. When Lin Zhao arrived, he saw countless white mists seeping from the ground, layer upon layer, enveloping the entire forest.

When you probe in with your divine sense, it's like probing into a wad of wet cotton; the resistance is immense, and your sense of direction is distorted.

The people of the ancient city never dared to approach this place; those who went in basically never came out.

Lin Zhao stood on the outer edge of the fog and drew the Golden Phoenix Bow.

The Five Elements Extinction Divine Arrow shot in.

The fog burst open a huge hole, but the hole quickly began to close—the fog rushed back from all sides, like water filling a hole, and returned to its original state in a few breaths.

The power of the Five Elements Extinction Divine Arrow was dispersed and absorbed by the mist, as if punching into cotton, and all the energy was dissipated.

Lin Zhao's heart sank.

Although he knew that comprehending the power of rules did not make him invincible, he did not expect to encounter a way to counter it so quickly.

They previously destroyed two holy sites in quick succession, using violent methods with extremely high efficiency.

The Five Elements Extinction Arrow is almost invincible—energy is transformed into matter, then annihilated and released, it's practically a dimensional reduction attack.

However, the effect was greatly reduced when faced with this fog.