66: Chapter 66 The Secret Realm, the Forest of Myriad Laws!

Faced with Chu Wanqing's second verbal jab...

Shen Qingyue and Su Yuxi both laughed as well.

This little girl really knew how to strike where it hurts!

The gaze with which the two women looked at Lin Yi also flickered with an unprecedented light.

This young man always managed to create miracles that subverted everyone's understanding.

"Maybe he's tired and wants to lie down for a while..."

Lin Yi responded casually and quickly led the group to the end of the passage.

Ahead of them was an incomparably brilliant gate of light.

"See that! This is my Senior Brother Lin Yi!"

"What Imperial Dao successor? He's not even fit to carry my big brother's shoes!"

Xu Chen glanced at Wang Teng, who was behind them crawling like a snail, with a Face full of pride.

Lin Yi did not linger and took a step forward with everyone.

The scene before them suddenly opened up.

This was a vast and boundless independent Small World.

In the air, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it wouldn't disperse, condensing into a faint white mist.

Beneath their feet were exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, many of which were ancient divine medicines that had long since gone extinct in the outside world.

In the distant sky, divine birds and strange beasts flew past, with ten thousand rays of morning light and a thousand streaks of auspicious Qi.

It was a scene of an immortal dwelling.

"Wow! It's so beautiful here!"

Chu Wanqing was as happy as a little butterfly, running back and forth among the medicinal herbs, letting out a cry of surprise from time to time.

Xu Chen followed behind, his drool almost flowing out, his eyes shining brightly.

"We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich! Senior Brother Lin, we're going to make a fortune this time!"

He rolled up his sleeves, preparing to pack up the entire medicinal field and take it with him.

Su Yuxi and Shen Qingyue's beautiful eyes also sparkled with brilliance as they praised the place repeatedly.

Lin Yi, however, just calmly looked around.

His gaze finally landed on the very center of this Small World.

There stood a forest of stone steles that stretched beyond the horizon.

Every stone stele towered into the clouds, their entire bodies showing a simple and ancient greenish-gray color.

They were covered in ancient and profound runes, emitting a Dao Aura that made one's heart tremble.

Just then.

An old and grand voice, as if coming from ancient times, echoed in everyone's mind.

"This is the Ten Thousand Law Stele Forest. What is carved on the steles are all the insights of the Ancient Desolate Scripture I created throughout my life."

"Those with fate may comprehend it on their own; how much you can gain depends entirely on your Comprehension Ability and Opportunity."

As the voice fell.

All the Prodigies who had just crossed the Imperial Might Passage and were still shaken instantly went into a frenzy!

"It's the Ancient Desolate Scripture! It's actually the complete Ancient Scripture of an Emperor!"

"Quick! Seize the best positions!"

"I absolutely cannot miss such an Opportunity!"

In an instant, dozens of divine rainbows soared into the sky, lunging toward the Stele Forest like madmen.

To fight for a stone stele closer to the center that looked more profound.

Some Prodigies even started fighting on the spot, with spiritual light exploding and constant booming sounds.

At this moment, the gate of light fluctuated again.

A battered and exhausted figure stumbled out from within.

It was none other than Wang Teng.

At this moment, he no longer had even a fraction of his previous demeanor as a young Emperor.

His purple-gold crown was crooked to one side, and his black hair was in a complete mess.

A trace of undried blood still hung from the corner of his mouth, and his Face was as pale as paper.

But his eyes burned with a fire that was almost insane.

He stared fixedly at the Ten Thousand Law Stele Forest, his fists clenching until they cracked.

"So what if your Physical Body is strong?"

"Comprehension of the Dao is the foundation of a Cultivator!"

"Lin Yi, your Physical Body and Physique are strange, allowing you to withstand the Imperial Might. I am not as good as you in that."

"But in terms of Comprehension Ability and affinity with the Emperor's Dao principles..."

"My Innate Emperor-Bearing Dao Body is truly unique throughout the ages!"

He roared frantically in his heart.

He was searching for excuses for his failure and injecting himself with a final bit of confidence.

"This trial, this trial tests one's Comprehension Ability!"

"This is a stage tailor-made for me!"

"Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi, so what if you've won some Face?"

"I will win back the dignity I just lost, a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

Wang Teng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning blood in his body and the sharp pain from the cracks in his Dao Heart.

His gaze was like lightning as he scanned the scene, quickly discovering Lin Yi and his group.

Seeing that Lin Yi was only standing on the outskirts of the Stele Forest, watching with interest and seemingly having no intention of beginning comprehension.

The contempt in Wang Teng's heart rose once again.

"As expected, your Comprehension Ability is nothing more than mediocre!"

He snorted coldly and no longer hesitated, striding toward the very center of the Stele Forest.

There stood a giant main stele that was three times taller than all the other stone steles.

The runes on it were the densest, and the Dao rhyme it emitted was also the most majestic.

Wang Teng walked directly to the base of the main stele and, under the gazes of everyone—some in awe, some in envy—sat down cross-legged in a bold manner.

He wanted to use the fastest speed to comprehend the most core scriptures.

To prove to everyone who the true successor of the Ancient Desolate Emperor was!

The moment Wang Teng sat down, another figure quietly arrived near him.

"Emperor Son Wang Teng really has extraordinary spirit, actually daring to challenge this most difficult Demon-Suppressing Stele."

The newcomer was none other than the Yaoguang Saint, Xuan Ye.

A hypocritical smile hung on his Face, but his eyes were cold as a snake.

Wang Teng glanced at him and said proudly, "All the scriptures here will be mine."

"What is a mere Demon-Suppressing Stele that this young master would not dare?"

Xuan Ye clapped and laughed.

"The Emperor Son is bold!"

"However, that Lin Yi has strange methods and unfathomable strength; the Emperor Son must be on guard."

"You and I have no deep-seated hatred, and now our common enemy is Lin Yi."

"Why don't we temporarily join forces to deal with him here first, and then we can compete for the Legacy based on our own abilities? How about it?"

Hearing this, Wang Teng fell silent.

The two previous setbacks had caused him to develop an unprecedented wariness toward Lin Yi.

Xuan Ye's proposal was exactly what he wanted.

"Fine."

Wang Teng coldly spat out those two words.

"But you'd better not play any tricks, otherwise, I don't mind suppressing you along with him!"

"That is natural."

A flash of joy passed through the depths of Xuan Ye's eyes as he sat down not far from Wang Teng.

The two had temporarily formed an alliance.

All of this was seen by Lin Yi.

Chu Wanqing pulled on his sleeve and whispered with some concern:

"Brother Lin Yi, that annoying guy and the person from Yaoguang Holy Land have mixed together; they must want to deal with you."

Lin Yi smiled and rubbed her head.

"It's fine."

"They're just two clowns huddled together; what kind of waves can they possibly stir up?"

He looked up at the magnificent Ten Thousand Law Stele Forest, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go."

"We should also go see what good things this Ancient Desolate Emperor has left behind!"

...

On the other side.

Wang Teng sat cross-legged beneath the main stele.

The moment his Emperor-Bearing Dao Body operated at full speed, a layer of pale gold light film appeared on the surface of his body.

That light film produced a subtle attraction with the ancient runes on the main stele.

Buzz!

The main stele vibrated.

The top row of runes on the stele's surface lit up first, turning into a golden stream of information that drilled directly into the center of Wang Teng's brow.

His body jolted violently.

In his mind, a fragment of an ancient and overbearing fist technique began to gradually become clear!