The whole class transmigrates to cultivate immortality, and I return with a sacred weapon.

the other side.

Nourished by the Law of Life, the dragon patterns on the brush handle moved as if alive, and the deep red brush tip burst forth with dazzling blood light.

Immediately, the purplish-black spots clinging to the pen tip began to peel off, and the ominous, decaying aura was slowly dispelled.

It has regained a trace of its former glory as a great holy soldier.

hum...

The brushstroke heavily touched the center of the crack, and the imperial dragon energy transformed into golden threads that spread outwards.

The golden threads perfectly matched the remaining array patterns on the altar, and then unfolded with a roar.

The tremors of the altar began to subside.

Seeing this, Chen Lin threw the metal fragment in his hand into the array's eye.

"Return to your place."

The fragment fell back into place precisely.

With the assistance of the core array eye, the power of the remaining array increased dramatically, and the golden array patterns, like a large net, tightly covered the cracks.

The rubble at the edge of the crack began to heal.

Under the combined influence of the Law of Life and the array patterns that have regained their brilliance, the fist-width crack is shrinking at a visible rate.

Roar……

An even more furious roar came from beneath the crack.

The purplish-black mist attempted a final struggle, but was mercilessly lashed down by the black chains of divine law.

The fog was completely dispersed.

The crack has shrunk by half, now only two fingers wide.

The tip of the Emperor's Pen of Suppressing the Abyss was firmly pressed down above the gap, exhaling the Daoist essence of the sacred weapon.

It completely gained the upper hand.

On the other side of the rift passage, the twisted and eerie entity that could affect people's souls could no longer reveal even a trace of its aura.

above the sky.

The monstrous shadow that blotted out the sky let out screams.

The golden dragon phantom shone with dazzling golden light and bit down on the demonic shadow's throat.

The demonic shadow shattered like a bubble, turning into countless purple-black specks of light that dissipated in the wind.

The golden dragon circled once in the sky, emitting a terrifying roar.

Then it transformed into a golden light and plummeted straight down to Qinghuang Mountain.

The strange phenomenon dissipated, and sunlight once again shone on the earth.

Chen Lin retrieved the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death.

He swayed slightly, then immediately sat down cross-legged, a feeling of weakness from the exhaustion of his divine power engulfing his entire body.

But he did not immediately adjust his breathing.

His gaze remained fixed on the writing brush in the center of the altar.

The brilliance of the Emperor Zhenyuan Brush gradually diminished.

It returned to its dull and lackluster appearance, looking like a Daoist artifact.

But Chen Lin knew that the Dao patterns inside it had been repaired and awakened by the Law of Life, and at this moment it was silently absorbing the spiritual energy and life essence between heaven and earth to replenish itself.

Once it recovers, it can unleash the ultimate attack of the sacred weapon at any time.

"What exactly is sealed up down there?"

Chen Lin stood up and walked to the edge of the altar.

He did not try to pull out the pen.

Pull out the pen, and the seal will surely be broken.

In his current state, he is no match for what lies below.

He closed his eyes, replaying the details of their earlier exchange.

"That ominous power does not belong to the Tianheng Continent, nor to any Blue Star system that I know."

It's more like a corrupted set of rules, full of uncertainty, like the strange monsters you encounter on your way up the mountain.

Chen Lin took a deep breath.

The crisis at Qinghuang Mountain has been temporarily averted, but the cracks have only narrowed and have not fully healed.

The suppression effect of the Human Emperor's Zhenyuan Brush can only be maintained for a period of time.

"It can last for at least several decades."

Chen Lin provided an assessment.

Decades are enough time for him to recover his strength and face the beings beneath the rift.

We'll address this hidden danger thoroughly later.

Ningjiang City.

The strange phenomenon disappeared too quickly.

Ordinary people haven't even recovered from the shock yet.

Heated discussions erupted in the streets and alleys.

"What is that golden dragon? Did a deity appear?"

"It must be that a demon was born and was suppressed by the dragon."

Administration Bureau.

Huang Zheng'an let out a long breath, feeling that his shirt was soaked with cold sweat.

"The energy fluctuations have disappeared, and the strange phenomena at Qinghuang Mountain have subsided," the communications officer reported.

Li Xinran folded up the green silk umbrella.

"This was a disaster, but it was stopped by a mysterious entity, or perhaps it was a backup plan left by a powerful being."

"Who could it be?" Huang Zheng'an frowned.

Li Xinran shook her head.

"I didn't know. The water on Earth is much deeper than I imagined."

She glanced at the coordinates of Qinghuang Mountain on the screen. "When Ren Ke comes back, we need to discuss making this place a top-level restricted area."

The westernmost snow-capped mountains.

Ren Ke looked at the sunlight that had reappeared on the eastern horizon.

Her tense nerves relaxed a little.

"The battle in the east is over."

Zheng Yue breathed a sigh of relief. "The oppressive aura has disappeared. It seems the ending is good."

Qu Feng came closer.

"Director Ren, what do we do now?"

Ren Ke glanced at the communicator, whose signal was still unstable.

The order from the Defense Agency has been sent.

"The headquarters ordered that exploration inside the restricted death zone be abandoned, and only observation stations be established on the periphery."

Zhao Minghui breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, we don't have to go and die."

Ren Ke put away the communicator.

"Don't be too happy too soon."

She pointed to the gray mist deep in the snow-capped mountains.

"Although the phantom of that millstone has stopped expanding, the law of death remains powerful."

Yang Linghui looked in the direction she pointed.

Several snow leopards that strayed into the gray fog were instantly reduced to skeletons.

A ghostly green flame ignited in the skeleton's eyes, wandering in the gray mist.

"This place will probably become the territory of the undead from now on," Yang Linghui said in a low voice.

Ren Ke turned around.

"Let's go, retreat fifty miles away, and give a detailed report on the situation here."

Chen Lin walked down Qinghuang Mountain.

The law enforcement officers at the foot of the mountain remained on high alert, their faces tense.

The strange phenomenon that had just occurred atop Qinghuang Mountain had put them on high alert, fearing that it might affect them.

They did not notice Chen Lin's departure.

After half an hour.

Villa No. 5 at the foot of Longxing Mountain.

Chen Lin pushed open the living room door and found Shuang Hua sitting upright on the sofa.

Seeing Chen Lin's pale face, she frowned slightly.

"Was the strange phenomenon you just witnessed related to you?"

Chen Lin walked over to the sofa and sat down. "I've dealt with a small problem."

Shuanghua didn't press further; she could sense the lingering imperial dragon aura on Chen Lin's body.

She had never encountered this level of power before.

"Where's Miaomiao?" Chen Lin asked.

"She's honing her swordsmanship in the backyard; her talent for swordsmanship is quite good," Shuanghua replied.

Chen Lin nodded. "Let her practice more. In the future, there won't be any truly safe zones on Earth."

After he finished speaking, he went straight up to the second floor.

Upon entering the bedroom, Chen Lin sat cross-legged on the bed.

The Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death unfolds before you.

The ominous aura that had just been absorbed has been completely refined by the Heavenly Ranking.

A pure wisp of life essence floats above the scroll, containing the very essence of the soul, pure and flawless.

Chen Lin circulates the Yin-Yang cycle.

The primordial energy transformed into countless threads, merging into his brow, greatly replenishing his depleted spiritual consciousness.

As the life essence merged into his body, the divine power within his sea of ​​suffering began to boil rapidly.

The laws of life and death intertwine within the body.

At this moment, his sea of ​​suffering was like a boundless ocean, with no end in sight, seemingly ready to break free of its shackles and rush into the unknown chaos at any moment.

But Chen Lin forcefully suppressed this impulse.

"Not enough."

He remembered the Emperor Zhenyuan's Brush.

This pen is of extremely high quality; even after countless years, it still possesses the power of a sacred weapon.

If one could refine it and transform it into a natal sacred weapon, growing alongside the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death...

Involuntarily, Chen Lin's mind conjured up an image of himself holding the Human Emperor's Abyss-Suppressing Brush, writing names or rules on the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death.

ding dong...

Someone in the chat group tagged them.

Chen Lin opened the group chat and couldn't help but frown.

Ren Ke: [@Everyone, hereby issue the following open mission: 1. Clear out the hidden ferocious beasts in Donghai City]

[2. Explore the forbidden zone of the Great Snow Mountain and Qinghuang Mountain, and obtain corresponding rewards based on the intelligence. The highest reward is a share of the spirit stone mine in the Qingling Mountains.]