Chapter 732: Fierce Battle on the Peak
Dong! Dong!
On Spirit Pool Peak, the drumbeats, thick with battle intent, finally thundered across heaven and earth.
Light gathered in the sky as space twisted, and three figures slowly emerged.
They were precisely the three Elders, who currently held the highest status in the Universe Sect.
The moment they appeared, countless people below bent and bowed in reverence, and even the Nine Kings lowered their heads slightly.
With a wave of the Great Elder's sleeve, everyone felt a gentle force lift them, straightening their bodies once more.
"The rules of the Universe Spirit Pool, all of you should already know, so this old man won't repeat them.
"From here on, no matter what methods you use to reach the summit, all of them are within the allowed range. In the struggle for the Spirit Pool, only the result matters, not the means.
"However, there are only five slots to actually enter the Universe Spirit Pool. How you fight for them will depend entirely on your own abilities."
As the Great Elder's aged voice spread slowly, the atmosphere between heaven and earth grew noticeably more murderous.
Those who had come to take part in the Spirit Pool struggle were all elites within their respective factions. At this moment, their gazes sharpened, scanning those around them with hard expressions.
After all, there were only five slots.
"The time is just about right," the Second Elder said, spiritual light flickering in his eyes.
"Great Elder, please open Spirit Pool Peak," the Third Elder said, turning to him.
Though all three were high-ranking Elders, the Great Elder was more senior and far stronger. With the Sect Master long in seclusion, all matters, great and small, were ultimately decided by him.
"Very well." The Great Elder gave a slight nod.
Hum!
Three beams of light shot from the hands of the three Elders, piercing directly into Spirit Pool Peak.
Everyone then saw the space around the mountain slowly begin to distort, and the outline of Spirit Pool Peak grew ever clearer.
Boom!
As Spirit Pool Peak came into full clarity, an indescribably vast tide of spiritual power suddenly swept outward.
A jade-green torrent spilled from the towering summit, bathing the entire peak in vibrant green.
"That's the Spirit Pool Torrent. Its power is extremely great, like ten thousand waves crashing down. Only those who have stepped into the Sovereign realm can barely withstand it.
"All who climb the mountain must endure the impact of that torrent if they want to reach the top," Hou Yuan explained quietly at Lin Langtian's side.
Lin Langtian gave a slight nod, eyes narrowing as he sensed the might of that green flood. The Universe Spirit Pool was indeed extraordinary.
Dong!
As Spirit Pool Peak shone with blinding radiance, the three Elders in the sky swept their sleeves in unison.
Heaven and earth rippled as the drums thundered like rolling storm clouds across the firmament.
The eyes of all participants grew burning hot.
"The struggle for the Universe Spirit Pool begins now."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The instant the Great Elder's calm announcement fell from the sky, countless pillars of spiritual light erupted upward.
Figures shot forth from the ground like arrows, streaking straight toward Spirit Pool Peak at lightning speed.
On the eight stone platforms, the Commanders under the Eight Kings also moved at once.
In a flash, the world filled with the roar of bodies cutting through the air as even the spiritual power of heaven and earth seemed to boil.
"Commander Lin, everything depends on you this time!"
Hou Yuan and the other two strongest members of the Silver Mist Guard clasped their fists toward Lin Langtian with solemn expressions.
For years, Silver Mist Palace had been almost invisible. Whether it could make a strong reappearance this time depended entirely on Lin Langtian's performance in the Spirit Pool struggle.
Lin Langtian smiled and nodded without further words. With a light tap of his toes, he turned into a streak of flowing light that tore across the sky and, under countless watching eyes, plunged into the towering Spirit Pool Peak.
On the silver throne, Jiang Yinlan's beautiful eyes followed Lin Langtian's departing figure, her jade-like hand unconsciously tightening on the armrest.
Everything from here on would depend on Lin Langtian.
"Elder Sister Yinlan, do you think Langtian can secure a Spirit Pool quota?" Mu Honglian's pretty face was taut with tension.
She knew just how important this Spirit Pool struggle was for Silver Mist Palace.
"Don't worry. I believe he won't disappoint us." Jiang Yinlan's delicate melon-seed face was calm as she pressed her red lips together.
Though she had only known Lin Langtian for a few short months, she could not say why, but she had considerable faith in him.
Seeing this, Mu Honglian's beautiful eyes flickered. This was the first time she had ever seen Jiang Yinlan—who was always indifferent to men—show such an attitude toward one.
High in the air, the three Elders waved their sleeves again. Heaven and earth rippled as spiritual power rapidly condensed.
When everyone looked up, they saw one enormous spiritual mirror after another appear, and the figures who had entered Spirit Pool Peak emerged upon their surfaces.
On the nine stone platforms, the Nine Kings all raised their heads as well, their gazes fixed intently on the mirrors, each wearing a different expression.
…
Boom!
The moment Lin Langtian stepped into Spirit Pool Peak and his sole touched the ground, the jade-green torrent came crashing down.
Like a plunging waterfall, it possessed enough power to grind even mountains to dust, its ferocity truly terrifying.
The green torrent reflected in Lin Langtian's eyes, but his face remained calm. With a flick of his finger, demonic flame-laced spiritual power surged forth, slashing through the torrent like a whip of light.
Swoosh!
In the instant the green torrent was torn open, Lin Langtian's figure slipped in like a ghost.
He shot up the mountain along the opening at breakneck speed.
At the same time, violent waves of spiritual power erupted one after another at various points upon the mountain.
Every climber was unleashing their full power to rend the jade-green torrent and rush toward the summit.
Yet everyone understood that no matter how fast they climbed, only five would ultimately secure a slot.
To gain a quota, they would have to continually reduce the number of their opponents.
Thus, vicious and ruthless attacks suddenly broke out across the mountain.
Within the towering peak, spiritual power raged. Figures flashed back and forth, the clash of weapons ringing out in a constant metallic chorus.
Dong!
Lin Langtian's foot crushed a boulder beneath him, turning it instantly to powder as his body shot forward like a streak of light.
Just as he moved, a sharp whistle of wind tore in from behind.
Without even turning around, Lin Langtian swung his arm back and struck with his palm. Vast spiritual power surged out, forming a giant hand that collided squarely with the incoming attack.
Boom!
Spiritual power exploded violently, and a muffled groan rang out behind him.
A figure was blasted backward, immediately swallowed by the jade-green torrent. In a bedraggled state, he stared at Lin Langtian with fear in his eyes.
Lin Langtian only spared him a brief glance before flashing forward again.
In less than ten minutes, he had already endured seven or eight such ambushes.
None of them had been aimed at him in particular; they were simply chance encounters.
No one who had entered this place had any allies. Any opportunity to take out another competitor might increase one's chances of success.
Yet not one of those attackers had managed to gain the slightest advantage over Lin Langtian.
He lifted his head, eyes slightly narrowed as he peered through the green torrent. Faintly, he could see nearly ten figures darting like fish at the very front.
This was the first wave of climbers to ascend Spirit Pool Peak, and every one of them was an extremely formidable opponent.
Lin Langtian did not try to force his way into that first group. Cautious as he was, he had no intention of drawing too much attention too early.
Whoosh!
As these thoughts flickered through his mind, his steps slowly came to a halt. A cold gleam gathered in his black eyes.
He had suddenly sensed five cold, sinister auras converging rapidly upon him.
These five clearly had a single, focused target—Lin Langtian.
Judging from the situation, the men the Calamity King had arranged to deal with him had finally made their move.
(END CHAPTER)
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