Chapter 471: Tianfu Steps into the Ranks of Super Sects
Crack! Crack!
The massive demonic hand that twisted the space itself began to rapidly crack and shatter like fractured glass, spreading at an alarming speed.
Everyone stared in dumbfounded amazement. Even Tian Yuanzi and Ren Yuanzi displayed stunned expressions.
While others might not have known exactly who the Fourth King Hall was, Tian Yuanzi and Ren Yuanzi—who had long allied with the Yimo—were well aware of this individual's terrifying strength. Even within the ranks of the Yimo, the Fourth King Hall held a prominent position. Although this was merely a clone of the Fourth King Hall, it was strong enough that even ordinary Reincarnation-stage powerhouses would struggle against it.
Yet now, Lin Langtian had shattered the Fourth King Hall's killing strike, a feat that even Tian Yuanzi and the others combined likely couldn't achieve.
Boom!
Finally, the huge demonic hand exploded completely, scattering into nothingness. Lin Langtian stood there, eyes bloodshot, blood dripping constantly from his fist. A fierce and savage aura filled his gaze as he locked eyes with the distant figure of the Fourth King Hall.
"You… There's something strange within your body…"
The Fourth King Hall murmured, his slender eyes locked onto Lin Langtian. The previously calm and indifferent expression on his eerie face instantly transformed into one of shock and confusion.
He sensed a mysterious fluctuation emanating from within Lin Langtian—an aura that, incredibly, seemed even more powerful and sinister than their own Yimo Emperor. Under the weight of this aura, even he, the mighty Fourth King Hall, felt insignificantly small.
"Could he be the offspring of one of the Demon Emperors with a human from this lower plane?" The Fourth King Hall speculated inwardly, his expression fluctuating rapidly.
It wasn't unprecedented for members of the Extraterritorial Devil Tribe to form unions with beings from the Great Thousand World, resulting in offspring capable of cultivating both orthodox and devilish powers. Lin Langtian seemed to match this description perfectly.
"If this young man truly is the child of a certain Demon Emperor, then that mysterious fluctuation within him must be a precious treasure bestowed by that Demon Emperor. In that case, I must tread carefully…"
Considering this, the Fourth King Hall's expression became increasingly solemn. Offspring resulting from unions between the Extraterritorial Devils and humans usually had low status among the Devil Tribes. But Lin Langtian was different—possessing such a powerful treasure implied backing by an immensely powerful figure. Before fully investigating Lin Langtian's origins, it would be unwise to provoke him recklessly. Angering a Demon Emperor was something even the Yimo could not easily afford.
"Consider yourself lucky today, boy. I'll come find you another time," the Fourth King Hall said after a moment, his eyes narrowed dangerously. Immediately afterward, his figure gradually turned illusory and vanished entirely.
"Tian Yuanzi, Ren Yuanzi, retreat immediately!"
As the Fourth King Hall disappeared, his voice lingered briefly in the ears of Tian Yuanzi and Ren Yuanzi, causing them to exchange startled looks.
Neither understood why the Fourth King Hall, who had appeared aggressively intending to kill Lin Langtian, would suddenly withdraw halfway through. Missing such a golden opportunity was deeply frustrating.
Reluctantly, Tian Yuanzi gave Lin Langtian a venomous glare, gritted his teeth, and commanded, "All Yuan Gate disciples, retreat immediately!"
With this order, Yuan Gate's forces hesitated momentarily before slowly pulling back, sighing in relief. With the mysterious figure gone, Yuan Gate had no chance of victory against Tianfu; continuing the battle would only result in heavy losses.
As the Yuan Gate army withdrew, Tian Yuanzi and Ren Yuanzi exchanged another hateful glance with Lin Langtian before fading from sight.
"Lin Langtian, don't celebrate too early! Yuan Gate will eventually settle this debt with you—and at that time, you'll meet a miserable death!"
Tian Yuanzi's threatening voice echoed across the battlefield, yet Lin Langtian responded only with a cold smile of disdain.
If Yuan Gate couldn't destroy him today, their next encounter would spell Yuan Gate's doom!
Lin Langtian's gaze drifted thoughtfully toward where the Fourth King Hall had disappeared. He could sense the shock and confusion within the figure at the moment of retreat, likely caused by the mysterious golden mirror inside his own body.
Recalling this, Lin Langtian murmured softly, "What a mysterious Golden Spirit Mirror—even the Fourth King Hall was frightened away."
Though uncertain of the specifics, he was grateful that the Golden Spirit Mirror had intervened decisively. Otherwise, without the timely aid from an Ancestor Symbol master such as the Flame or Thunder Master, Lin Langtian would surely have perished.
Feeling the powerful bloodline link fading away, Lin Langtian whispered inwardly, "Has Ling Yi's strength dissipated already?"
The bloodline link had granted him power sufficient to nearly kill a Wheel-Turning stage expert like Di Yuanzi. Its only drawback was the time limit.
"I must quickly improve my strength. Someday, I'll openly slaughter those three old dogs from Yuan Gate!" Fierce determination flashed in Lin Langtian's eyes.
As he resolved inwardly, Zhou Tong, Elder Yan, and other Tianfu members quickly gathered around him, their faces filled with genuine concern. They understood clearly that Lin Langtian was now the very core of Tianfu; losing him would lead to the sect's immediate collapse.
"Are you alright, Sect Master?"
Lin Langtian smiled reassuringly at their worried expressions, "Relax, I'm fine. That person seemed to have some reservations and retreated quickly after just a brief exchange."
Zhou Tong looked thoughtfully at Lin Langtian and suggested, "Sect Master, it's not safe here. We should quickly return to Blood Horn Region."
Lin Langtian nodded. Before departing, however, he turned to the assembled members of Tianfu and announced loudly, "Today, Tianfu has won!"
"Sect Master, long live!"
Upon hearing this, countless Tianfu disciples erupted into joyous cheers, their eyes filled with pride and enthusiasm. Yuan Gate had been the premier super sect of the Eastern Xuan Region for many years, yet now they had been defeated by the newly founded Tianfu.
How could they not feel immense pride?
Cheers echoed through the skies, drawing admiration from the surrounding spectators. Everyone realized that from today onward, the Eastern Xuan Region no longer had just eight super sects—it had nine. The ninth, unquestionably, was Tianfu.
And Tianfu's sect master was none other than Lin Langtian, the legendary genius who had previously dominated both the Eastern and Western Xuan Regions.
When Lin Langtian returned triumphantly with his forces to their headquarters in the Blood Horn Region, every Tianfu member had undergone a transformation. Through this battle, loyalty to Tianfu had solidified, and a strong sense of pride emerged among its disciples.
The previously inexperienced sect had now truly consolidated under Lin Langtian's leadership.
Lin Langtian's own reputation within Tianfu reached unprecedented heights. Despite previously being considered young and weak, after witnessing him defeat Di Yuanzi—a Wheel-Turning powerhouse—no one doubted his capabilities any longer.
With such a capable Sect Master, Tianfu's future was secure.
The celebrations within Tianfu lasted a full five days. During this period, news of Yuan Gate's defeat rapidly spread throughout the Eastern Xuan Region, causing a massive stir.
Yuan Gate had maintained dominance for many years, effortlessly suppressing any challenge. No one had ever imagined it would be defeated by a previously unknown force like Tianfu. Even Di Yuanzi had nearly died by Lin Langtian's hand, a fact that shocked everyone who heard it.
Consequently, Tianfu's reputation surged to an unprecedented peak. Although its foundation was still new and lacked depth compared to Yuan Gate, Tianfu's potential was now recognized across the region. Many speculated that if this growth continued, Tianfu would eventually surpass Yuan Gate to become the Eastern Xuan Region's foremost super sect.
Lin Langtian's name reverberated widely alongside Tianfu's rise. Everyone recognized him as the young founder and leader behind this incredible sect.
Unlike the noisy excitement of the outside world, Tianfu itself soon settled into calm. The initial revelry quickly faded, replaced by disciplined training and structured recruitment.
Lin Langtian quietly walked through Tianfu's grounds, occasionally greeted warmly by new disciples. Relaxed and genuinely happy, he felt as if he'd returned home. The struggles and scheming within Yuan Gate had exhausted him greatly, yet he knew he couldn't slow down—only strength could ensure survival.
Motie, Song Yun, and others rescued from Yuan Gate were appointed to crucial positions. Under Lin Langtian's nurturing, their potential exploded, and several successfully reached Life Profound Realm.
Now that Tianfu had stabilized, Lin Langtian's thoughts turned toward a new objective:
His next destination was the Chaotic Demon Sea…
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