CHAPTER 94 — Before the Storm Breaks
Cloudsky Sect had endured many storms…
but never one like this.
After the assassins' corpses turned to ash and the blood jade's message faded, an oppressive silence settled upon the mountain.
No elder spoke.
No disciple dared breathe loudly.
Even the wind itself seemed to hold its breath.
The Abyssal Ancestor had awakened.
And Lin Xuan was officially marked for death.
But Lin did not flinch.
He simply turned to his companions and said quietly:
"We prepare."
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1. Cloudsky Sect Mobilizes
The alarm formations lit the mountain in soft blue light.
Disciples sprinted across bridges, carrying materials, weapons, and formation flags.
Elders floated through the sky, reinforcing damaged structures.
Shengyuan, freshly ascended to Peak Soul Transformation within the inner earth, emerged briefly into the physical world—a majestic figure despite his youthful reincarnated form.
His presence alone stabilized Cloudsky's shaken morale.
"Saint Shengyuan?"
"Is he helping us?!"
"Two peak-level experts… perhaps we still stand a chance!"
The sect master summoned every elder, every guardian, and the core defensives experts.
Lin Xuan walked into the hall beside Shengyuan, Bai, Mu, Wen, and dragon-Bai perched on his shoulder.
The room fell silent.
Elder Tong, still bandaged, leaned forward.
"Lin Xuan… tell us everything the assassins revealed."
Lin stepped forward.
"They were not scouts. They were executioners.
And they were sent by the Abyssal Ancestor himself."
A wave of dread washed over the hall.
But Lin continued with unshakable calm:
"That means the demonic sect will move soon. They underestimated us once.
They won't make that mistake again."
Yun Haoyang nodded grimly.
"Then we must fortify everything.
Cloudsky becomes an iron fortress."
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2. Ancient Arrays Reawaken
Lin and Shengyuan worked together—Lin drawing solar runes from his dantian, Shengyuan weaving ancient Saint-level seals.
The ground trembled as forgotten formations flickered back to life:
• The Nine Sky Grand Barrier
A shield of nine layers, each reflecting a planetary orbit.
• The Ring of Severed Fate
An anti-assassination array that warped killing intent.
• The Mountainheart Pulse
A formation connecting Cloudsky's foundation veins directly to Lin's solar system.
Dragons of qi coiled around the mountain.
Silver glyphs danced through the sky.
Cloudsky Sect, once wounded, began to glow with newfound brilliance.
Mu exhaled in awe.
"You just turned the entire sect into a celestial fortress."
Lin shook his head.
"It won't be enough."
Shengyuan agreed.
"The Abyssal Ancestor commands thousands of Soul Transformation cultivators.
And beneath him… entities even he barely controls."
The room darkened after his words.
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3. Dragon-Bai Resonates With Something Far Away
As the elders dispersed, Lin suddenly felt a pulse.
Dragon-Bai froze midair.
Golden lightning rippled across his scales.
Lin narrowed his eyes.
"Bai? What's wrong?"
The dragon trembled.
"I… I hear it."
"Hear what?"
Dragon-Bai's wings unfurled as a roar escaped him—a roar Lin had never heard before.
"THE ANCESTOR OF DRAGONS."
A blinding flash erupted from his chest.
An invisible pressure swept across the sect, forcing weaker disciples to their knees.
Lin steadied him quickly.
"Bai! Focus!"
Dragon-Bai calmed slowly, panting.
"The ancestor of all dragons is awakening in a distant hidden space.
And he is calling… for me."
Mu stared in shock.
"That means… Dragon-Bai has the right to inherit the true dragon lineage."
Spear-Bai grinned.
"Then we'll get even stronger."
But Lin frowned.
The timing was too perfect.
"If the dragon ancestor awakens now… then the Abyssal Ancestor may be trying to corrupt him."
Shengyuan's expression hardened.
"You will need to handle this soon. But first—we must survive what is coming."
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4. Lin Plans a Counter-Offensive
In his private chamber, Lin unfurled a map of the continent.
Several regions pulsed with demonic energy.
Wen leaned over his shoulder.
"That's… nine demonic caverns awakening simultaneously."
Mu frowned.
"They're preparing a war on all fronts."
Lin tapped the largest cavern—one shaped like a jagged maw.
"Their first general will come from here."
Bai (spear) leaned closer.
"And you're planning to kill him?"
Lin's eyes darkened.
"Yes.
We will not wait for them to strike."
He outlined the plan:
Cloudsky fortifies
Lin's inner earth accelerates cultivation for the main team
Shengyuan stays hidden as a trump card
A strike team moves out to eliminate demonic commanders
Wen nodded approvingly.
"A pre-emptive strike. I like it."
Mu smirked.
"And we're the strike team, I assume?"
Lin nodded.
"But first, the sect must survive the first assault."
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5. A Mysterious Envoy Arrives
As they prepared to leave the chamber, a disciple rushed in breathlessly.
"Senior Lin! Someone is at the gates!"
"Demonic?" Bai asked, hand tensing around his spear.
"No! At least… I don't think so! He came alone!"
They hurried to the main gate.
Torches flickered in the cold night wind.
A lone figure stood outside Cloudsky Sect—
tall, cloaked, face concealed by a pale jade mask.
He exuded no killing intent, yet everyone who looked at him felt a spike of instinctual dread.
Lin stepped forward cautiously.
"Who are you?"
The masked man bowed slightly.
"I carry no banners. No sect. No allegiance."
His voice was soft, like wind through old parchment.
"My master sent me to deliver a message."
Lin tensed.
"Speak."
The man lifted his mask just an inch—revealing a single eye glowing with silver starlight.
The mark of a higher realm.
He whispered:
> "The demonic calamity has already begun.
And only one who holds a world inside him can stop what is coming.
We will watch you, Lin Xuan.
Do not disappoint us."
Before anyone could respond—
the figure stepped backward—
and vanished.
Silent teleportation.
No ripple.
No trace.
Shengyuan appeared beside Lin, face solemn.
"That was no cultivator of our continent."
Lin swallowed.
"Then this war… is far bigger than we imagined."
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6. Lin's Resolve Hardens
Back in his courtyard, Lin closed his fists.
His solar system hummed.
The sapling within his inner earth grew a faint glowing leaf.
Dragon-Bai curled beside him with serious eyes.
Bai (spear) leaned on his weapon, steady as a mountain.
Mu sat cross-legged, meditating, determined to advance.
Wen sharpened his daggers silently.
They were all ready.
Lin whispered to himself:
"Come then."
He lifted his gaze toward the distant horizon where darkness gathered like storm clouds.
"Abyssal Ancestor…
Demonic sects…
Hidden watchers…"
His spear ignited with solar fire.
"I'll destroy you all."
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