Chapter 721: Counterattack and Great Harvest
"Elders, go. Let this reckless fool see the power of our Earth Desolate Hall." Han Lin sneered coldly.
As his words fell, the two black-robed elders shot forward like lightning, splitting left and right to flank Lin Langtian from both sides.
Watching from the shadows, several hidden observers couldn't help but sigh in pity for the young man in the green robe.
He had offended the Earth Desolate Hall — it seemed unlikely he would be leaving this mountain alive.
Under those cold, death-like gazes, Lin Langtian remained calm. Slowly lowering his hands from within his sleeves, his handsome face radiated an utterly lethal aura.
In the next instant, an overpowering storm of spiritual power erupted from his body like a dormant volcano awakening.
Within Lin Langtian's domineering and dark aura, violent, fiery, chilling, and shadowy fluctuations swirled together in terrifying harmony.
"Second Rank Supreme?!"
As they felt Lin Langtian's aura, Han Lin and the two black-robed elders froze in shock.
"No wonder he's so confident… he's a Second Rank Supreme too," one of the elders rasped coldly.
He had sensed something unusual about Lin Langtian, but he hadn't expected that the youth, seemingly of similar age to Han Lin, already possessed such strength.
"Impossible… he's a Second Rank Supreme!" Han Lin's fists clenched tightly, his expression twisting with jealousy.
He, a genius of the Earth Desolate Hall, had only recently advanced into the Supreme realm—yet the boy before him, barely older if at all, had already surpassed him.
"Hmph. So what if you're a Second Rank Supreme? Elders, kill him!" Han Lin barked fiercely.
"Understood."
The two elders exchanged a glance and nodded faintly. Their thoughts stirred, and from their bodies burst an overwhelming surge of spiritual power.
Boom!
The sky itself trembled as twin waves of dark, chilling energy gathered around the elders. Moments later, two towering Supreme Dharma Bodies, each over a thousand feet tall, materialized in the heavens.
The massive Dharma Bodies loomed like deathly giants, their dim-gray forms exuding the aura of the underworld. They stood like spectral wardens between heaven and earth, their presence suffocating.
With every breath, their spiritual power turned the air into frenzied cyclones. The sheer force of it made even the hidden observers grow serious, awe reflecting in their eyes.
"If you won't drink a toast, then you'll drink a forfeit—hand over your life!"
The two giants roared in unison, their thunderous voices shaking the world.
They struck immediately.
Two colossal palms swept down from the heavens, darkening the sky and crushing the mountains beneath their weight.
Boom!
Before the palms even landed, the ground had already begun to crumble apart.
Though these Dharma Bodies hadn't reached the top ninety-nine of the known Supremes, the combined might of two Second Rank Supreme auras was still terrifying enough to turn rocks to dust.
As that immense pressure descended, Lin Langtian was momentarily forced downward toward the ground beneath.
He raised his head calmly. The reflection of two approaching gray palms glimmered in his pitch-dark eyes — and slowly, an icy smile curved his lips.
With a twist of his wrists, the air behind him began to distort. His Supreme Sea surged into existence.
Instantly, the temperature across the sky spiked sharply. His jet-black eyes began to burn with molten gold.
"Hmph. My life? You think the likes of you are worthy to take it?"
Lin Langtian stood upright like a spear, his cold shout echoing across the heavens.
The next moment, he closed his hands and unleashed his power. Blazing light burst from his body, lighting the entire sky.
From that light came the sound of a dragon's roar and the cry of an ancient kun fish, majestic and fierce.
Boom!
The massive palms slammed down like twin meteors, colliding violently with the ground where Lin Langtian stood.
The impact split the mountain apart, sending cracks racing outward as the entire ridge crumbled into rubble.
Hidden watchers held their breath.
No one could have survived that direct strike—not beneath the assault of two Second Rank Supremes.
But as they focused on the settling dust, both black-robed elders' faces abruptly changed.
The space where Lin Langtian had stood... was empty.
"Behind you!" one of them suddenly roared.
Roar!
The instant his warning left his lips, the air behind them tore apart violently.
A blinding beam of golden light shot out of the rift — the shadow of a dragon-kun formed entirely of light bursting free from the void.
The elders whirled around, their eyes widening in disbelief.
Lin Langtian had traversed a spatial gap — an ability only those above Fifth Rank Supreme could theoretically achieve!
They had no time to wonder how.
From the rift stepped Lin Langtian, his form encased in ancient golden radiance. His clenched fists were covered in shimmering dragon scales, and a deafening roar rolled from within him.
Boom!
With one mighty swing, his Dragon Fist smashed forward, golden energy exploding outward. The two enormous Dharma Bodies staggered backward, their immense forms forced several steps in retreat.
Lin Langtian's expression remained cold and sharp. His dragon horns and kun wings extended behind him, casting a shadow like a celestial serpent—a man and divine beast as one.
"Damn it—kill him!" the black-robed elders roared, feeling the depth of his terrifying power.
"Annihilating God Finger!"
They channeled their energy, forming two massive black beams that condensed at lightning speed, shrieking toward Lin Langtian.
His eyes gleamed darkly.
"Fall of the Dragon-Kun!"
At his fingertip, golden light surged outward like a sunburst. The air rippled as a golden dragon-kun erupted forth, tearing across space, leaving a glowing wound in the air itself.
In the blink of an eye, the two forces clashed.
Boom!
The explosion shook heaven and earth. Pillars of golden and black light devoured the sky as mountains below crumbled into dust.
"The boy blocked two Second Rank Supremes...?" murmured a watcher from afar in disbelief.
Even under the crushing pressure of the elders' attack, Lin Langtian's golden light did not falter. His strength only swelled further.
"What terrifying power…"
"Who exactly is this man?"
Boom!
And then, in the next instant, a blinding flash of gold filled the heavens. The golden dragon shadow surged forth and shattered the two colossal black fingers like brittle glass.
The two elders' eyes went wide with horror.
"Fall back!" one shouted frantically.
Their Dharma Bodies lurched backward, retreating thousands of feet in a blink.
Lin Langtian sneered coldly. His figure rippled out of existence.
In the blink of an eye, he reappeared right in front of one of the black-robed elders. The man's face drained of color.
He realized then—he was Lin Langtian's target.
"Forbidden Death Art!" the elder roared. Black runes surged across his Dharma Body, pulsing violently.
Boom!
But Lin Langtian didn't pause. The might of the Dragon-Kun Body erupted from him like thunder, annihilating everything before it. His golden fist struck forward.
The explosion tore the sky apart.
The elder's massive Dharma Body exploded into fragments, his physical body blasting backward like a ragdoll, smashing a crater into the earth below.
Blood spewed wildly from his lips as his aura plummeted, hanging weakly at death's door.
"Ssshhh…" gasps arose from the distant watchers.
No one could believe it.
A Second Rank Supreme, felled in mere moments.
"Elder Liu!"
The remaining elder stood frozen in disbelief. How could this youth's combat power be so terrifying?! He had defeated one of them within two exchanges!
"Retreat!"
Fear finally cracked his pride, and he spun to flee.
"Now you want to leave? You're a bit late for that," Lin Langtian said icily.
If he had already chosen to fight, then mercy was no longer an option.
The kun wings flared behind him. In a flash, Lin Langtian closed the distance, his golden Dragon Fist crashing into the elder's back with a roar.
Boom!
Within seconds, the elder's Dharma Body cracked apart; the massive figure imploded in a burst of golden light. His true body fell limply to the ground, life fading away.
Two Second Rank Supremes—dead.
Lin Langtian's expression didn't even flicker. He turned slowly toward Han Lin.
Fear twisted Han Lin's face as he saw his protectors fall. He tried to flee, but his limbs refused to obey.
"You… you dare kill me!? Aren't you afraid the Earth Desolate Hall will hunt you to the ends of the world!?" Han Lin screamed.
Lin Langtian only stared at him, cold and silent. The killing intent within his aura grew heavier with every breath.
Seeing that his threat failed, Han Lin's tone suddenly softened, desperation creeping in.
"Wait! I'll yield! Take the Five Elements Divine Crystal—and the Eight Directions Mysterious Origin Technique—they're yours!"
Lin Langtian didn't reply, merely extending a hand forward.
Han Lin sighed in relief, mistaking the gesture for mercy. Shame burned inside, but survival was all that mattered.
Better to lose treasures than his own life.
Biting down, he tore off the bracelet from his wrist and tossed it to Lin Langtian.
"All of it's inside. Now will you let me leave?" he asked, his voice trembling, blood draining from his face.
"Fine. Go." Lin Langtian nodded after confirming the bracelet's contents—the treasures were indeed there.
"Hmph... damn you. Once I return to the Earth Desolate Hall, I'll have my father—!"
Han Lin's eyes flashed with hatred, his mind already plotting revenge. He turned to flee, barely containing his feral grin.
But before he could take even a few steps of freedom—
Whoosh!
A sharp rush of wind came from behind him. Han Lin froze, his heart twisting with dread.
He turned just in time to see Lin Langtian standing behind him, golden light flickering in his eyes.
"You liar! I gave you everything—are you breaking your word!?" Han Lin screamed, voice trembling in terror.
Lin Langtian said nothing. The faintest trace of a sneer touched his lips.
A single strike.
Boom!
His golden Dragon Fist slammed down on Han Lin like divine judgment. The air rippled from the blow as his head exploded into mist, scattering gore across the mountainside.
Blood and bone splattered the rocks.
Lin Langtian gazed at what was left of Han Lin's corpse, shaking his head slightly with a cold smile.
"Foolish boy… since when were an enemy's words worth believing?"
(END CHAPTER)
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