Chapter 700: Power of Prayer: Finally Sighting the Plane Fetus
"We are willing... to help Elder Langtian become an ancestor!"
Between heaven and earth, countless powerhouses looked at Lin Langtian, eyes wild with fervor, hysterically shouting in unison.
No wonder everyone was so united. Indeed, only two months remained before the Yimo Emperor's descent.
However, at this crucial moment, the Ice Lord, on whom all hoped, failed to impact the Ancestral Realm.
Such a scene was like falling into an ice cellar, chilling the heart. Without an ancestor powerhouse's protection, how could the Tianxuan Continent resist the Yimo Emperor?
Would everyone then become slaves to the Yimo, living lives of constant despair and death?
Therefore, everyone felt extreme fear and utter desperation.
Yet at this moment, when all were despondent, Lin Langtian stood tall, bringing hope to the entire continent.
Lin Langtian was almost like a savior, winning everyone's hearts in one stroke.
This was the power of human hearts; the world gathered and responded, following wherever the leader went.
Even Ying Huanhuan, the Lord of Life and Death, and the others watched Lin Langtian intently, hearts filled with hope.
Though they envied Lin Langtian's fate greatly, if he truly could impact the Ancestral Realm and become the next Symbol Ancestor, it would be tremendous good news for all beings.
Thinking this, Ying Huanhuan pondered briefly, then waved her sleeve. Eight ancient mighty runes shot toward Lin Langtian.
"Since Elder Langtian is set to impact the Ancestral Realm, our Symbol Ancestor lineage naturally must lend a hand. These eight great ancestral runes are bestowed to Elder Langtian."
In Ying Huanhuan's original plan, had she failed to impact the Ancestral Realm, she would have sacrificed herself to fully assist Lin Dong's advancement.
But now that Lin Langtian found a path to advancement, Ying Huanhuan briefly considered and decided to temporarily give up self-sacrifice.
Although she had awakened the Ice Lord's memories, her true heart still favored her identity as Ying Huanhuan.
Therefore, Lin Langtian was no outsider; in some ways, his relationship with Ying Xiaoxiao made him like a brother-in-law.
Thus, whether for righteousness or personal feelings, Ying Huanhuan would fully support Lin Langtian's breakthrough to the Ancestral Realm.
Seeing the eight ancestral runes before him, Lin Langtian was stunned. After a short hesitation, he cupped his hands to Ying Huanhuan and then gathered the eight ancestral runes.
After previous tests, the power fused between the ancestral runes and demonic qi was extremely strong, perhaps useful for impacting the Ancestral Realm.
"Langtian will surely not disappoint the hopes of all beings." Lin Langtian looked down at the sea of people, took a deep breath, and said loudly.
After speaking, Lin Langtian no longer said idle words, levitated, sat cross-legged in midair, and slowly closed his eyes.
As his eyes closed, an invisible wave spread suddenly from him.
This wave quickly expanded, like the rising morning light; within seconds, it spread across all regions of the Tianxuan Continent.
Although his current Half-Ancestral Realm strength was not up to the Symbol Ancestor's level, with Aunt Ling's help, his mind covered the entire continent, barely managing this.
At the same time, in the hearts of Ying Huanhuan, the Lord of Life and Death, and all living beings of the Tianxuan Continent, a light of understanding rose.
Thus, they all sat cross-legged, with sincere and calm minds.
After a short while, between heaven and earth, light points rose from their brows, eventually soaring high toward Lin Langtian, drifting in his direction.
In distant places—Tian Mansion, Great Yan Dynasty, Lin Clan, and others—they also sensed this inexplicable response.
Thus, they all sat cross-legged. Light points rose from their brows, then traversed mountains and seas, flying toward Lin Langtian.
Lin Langtian let those light points drift to his body.
Between heaven and earth, increasingly more light points rose from distant places.
These light points seemed to cross space through all regions, filling the entire heaven and earth with those strange dots of light.
Dense light points surged toward Lin Langtian, eventually forming a light cocoon that gradually enveloped his figure.
Mystic radiance filled his eyes. Lin Langtian's pitch-black eyes slowly closed.
Light points crowded around him relentlessly, finally fully enveloping Lin Langtian.
As Lin Langtian's eyes closed, a strange consciousness seemed to rise. Under countless prayers' light protection, it surged into the endless void.
But after a while, Lin Langtian suddenly sensed something and opened his eyes. It looked as if he had entered a realm of chaos.
This place resembled the earliest primal heaven and earth, extremely ancient and primitive, where even time flowed incredibly slowly.
Lin Langtian looked at this chaotic heaven and earth, his face brightening with joy, thinking this method really worked.
This method naturally borrowed from Lin Langtian's memory of Mu Chen's breakthrough to Heavenly Supreme, where Mu Chen, aided by the White Dragon Supreme, borrowed the prayers of indigenous beings from a lower plane to sense the Plane Fetus and breakthrough Heavenly Supreme.
Lin Langtian did not have the contingency left by the Symbol Ancestor, so after much thought, he suddenly recalled this method of the White Dragon Supreme.
This method was probably unknown even to the Symbol Ancestor; otherwise, Ying Huanhuan, the Lord of Life and Death, and others of the Symbol Ancestor lineage should have been instructed by the Symbol Ancestor.
Shaking his head, Lin Langtian stopped pondering and slowly spread his awareness.
His immediate task was, naturally, to sense the Plane Spirit hidden within this chaos.
At first, Lin Langtian's sensing did not get a response.
But as the prayer light around him grew stronger, he finally felt a strange fluctuation from the chaos.
His consciousness quickly surged toward it. Then he saw light swirling in the chaos.
The light blossomed like a vast ocean, with ripples spreading in the chaos.
That chaotic light seemed filled with endless vitality, and this vast and abundant vitality greatly shocked Lin Langtian.
That power was ancient and pure, as if it had been born with the primordial formation of the plane itself.
Lin Langtian stared tightly at the chaos light like an ocean. He vaguely sensed an immense ancient fluctuation within that ocean.
Clearly, that must be the number one ranked ancient divine object, the so-called Plane Fetus, or Plane Spirit.
Swish...
As Lin Langtian stared, the chaotic ocean suddenly surged with waves, seemingly producing the sound of rushing water.
Then at the ocean's center, a huge vortex slowly formed.
The next moment, about a thousand-zhang huge chaotic light orb rose slowly from the vortex.
That chaotic light orb was like a human heart, rhythmically beating.
With each beat of the chaotic light orb, the entire Tianxuan Continent seemed to tremble.
When the chaotic light orb breathed, winds and clouds gathered, tides rose and fell, and day followed night.
"This... is the Plane Spirit ranked number one on the Ancient Divine Object List?"
Lin Langtian looked at that chaotic light orb. Although he felt no trace of consciousness on it, he sensed a spark of spirit.
That was what the Yimo Emperor and the Symbol Ancestor treasured.
"Hm?"
Lin Langtian's eyes suddenly sharpened. He saw some black threads crawling on the chaotic light orb.
Those black threads entwined it like bone maggots, making the chaotic light orb look wildly incongruous.
"Is it because the Yimo Emperor is trying hard to break the seal and enter the Tianxuan Continent that the Plane Spirit was also corrupted?" Lin Langtian's eyes flashed as he realized this.
But this situation made him slightly happy. The Plane Spirit already sensed the threat posed by the Yimo Emperor, so it should pose less resistance to accepting him.
Various thoughts flashing through his mind, Lin Langtian's consciousness slowly approached.
"Plane Spirit, the Yimo Emperor is about to descend, and the Tianxuan Continent has almost no one to resist him. If nothing unexpected happens, two months later all living beings will be slaughtered and fall into the hands of demons.
"However, there is still a glimmer of hope. At the request of all living beings, I need your power to break through the Ancestral Realm and resist the Yimo!" Lin Langtian did not hide much and spoke his purpose directly.
With Mu Chen as precedent, Lin Langtian knew that although the Plane Spirit had no consciousness, it had spirituality and would instinctively judge the danger to the plane.
Compared to Mu Chen, Lin Langtian had a huge advantage—he was a native of the Tianxuan Continent.
Therefore, to the Plane Spirit, Lin Langtian was like the child it nurtured. There was a natural mutual trust between them, with no need for suspicion. This was probably why Lin Dong in the original spacetime was recognized by the Plane Spirit.
However, Lin Dong now seemed to be in seclusion, impacting the third Samsara Tribulation. So at present, the Plane Spirit could only choose him.
Thus, soon after Lin Langtian finished speaking, the Plane Spirit hesitated slightly, then erupted with ten-thousand-zhang chaotic light.
Within the chaos, it seemed a celestial sound arose; faint shadows of countless living beings appeared.
Seeing this, Lin Langtian couldn't help but feel a strong surge of emotion, uncontrollable joy flooding his heart.
Obviously, the Plane Spirit had agreed.
Then, with a thought, Lin Langtian's fleshly body above the Chaos Devil Sea suddenly disappeared into thin air. The next moment, he appeared in the chaos.
The people on the Chaos Devil Sea, watching Lin Langtian suddenly disappear before their eyes, were startled, their faces anxious and fearful.
After all, Lin Langtian was currently the only hope of the entire continent. If he were gone, wouldn't they be just waiting for death?
Fortunately, Ying Huanhuan, the Lord of Life and Death, and others seemed to understand something, admiration appearing in their eyes. Then the Flame Lord spoke loudly.
"Everyone, do not worry. Elder Langtian has perhaps gained the Plane Fetus's approval and already gone into seclusion in the chaotic realm to break through. We only need to patiently await good news."
As the Flame Lord's words fell, he sighed. No one had expected that the Symbol Ancestor lineage's long-sought goal would be unexpectedly intercepted by Lin Langtian, a wild card. It was indeed unexpected.
Hearing the Flame Lord's words, everyone finally comprehended and began to show joyous expressions, their eyes reigniting hope.
Though none knew if Lin Langtian could truly succeed in impacting the Ancestral Realm, the fame of the number one ancient divine object and Lin Langtian's long-standing prestige meant hope might indeed exist.
Of course, more importantly, they had no other choice...
"I hope Elder Langtian can succeed. Otherwise, our Symbol Ancestor lineage will become the continent's criminals." The Thunder Lord, seeing the hopeful people, also breathed lightly, murmuring.
The Lord of Life and Death and the others remained silent but their tightly clenched hands expressed their tension.
In this situation, if Langtian doesn't become an ancestor, how can the living world survive?
The result could only be awaited two months later...
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Chaotic ancient realm.
Lin Langtian's consciousness returned to his body. He gazed at the thousand-zhang huge chaotic light orb and took a deep breath.
Then his figure moved, piercing through the thick chaos light curtain, landing unhindered on the chaotic light orb.
Lin Langtian sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his body slowly sank into the chaotic light orb.
Time in this chaos became very slow, giving him enough time for his impact on the Ancestral Realm.
His body submerged in the chaotic light orb. Lin Langtian's body trembled instantly. The next moment, he felt as if immersed in a chaotic ocean.
Vast and boundless chaotic power surged in, finally turning into a beam of chaotic light slowly pouring in from his heavenly crown.
Boom!
That chaotic light was the primordial force born with the plane's origin, vast and boundless.
In terms of level, it was not only top-level power in lower planes but also in the Great Thousand World.
This thing was rare, and only planes that had given birth to Plane Spirits could have some.
Sensing the surging vast power, Lin Langtian immediately activated his cultivation method. His flesh and blood trembled, greedily devouring every bit of the mighty power flooding into his body.
In just dozens of breaths, Lin Langtian felt as if he had swallowed countless heavenly treasures. This was the Plane Spirit's deliberate control; otherwise, it would have overwhelmed him.
After all, the plane's power was coveted even by Earth Supreme powerhouses.
Lin Langtian's mind scattered for a moment, then quickly focused and immersed himself deeply in cultivation.
Time moved slowly in this chaos, and Lin Langtian was in no hurry, allowing the chaotic light to pour in continuously.
His power surged at an astonishing speed.
Thus, Lin Langtian's body sat quietly in the chaos, as if decades had passed.
His form was like an old monk meditating, motionless, even his breathing gradually weakened to none...
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