76: Chapter 76: Standoff Before the Palace, Murderous Intent Revealed!

Meanwhile, on the periphery of the Imperial Fall Valley, the atmosphere was equally tense to the extreme.

Experts from hundreds of Daoist traditions were scattered around the valley entrance, using various secret techniques to spy on the situation inside.

An Elder Wang, a Quasi-Emperor, stood on a giant boulder with a livid expression.

He had just used a secret technique to spy on the scene within the valley.

His own Wang Family Imperial Son was being brutally slapped in the face.

An emperor-grade peak divine medicine was casually given away by Lin Yi.

Immediately afterward, Lin Yi refined an immortal medicine in public.

Immortal medicine! Something he had never even seen in his ten thousand years of life.

That junior just swallowed it. And he even complained that the medicinal power wasn't enough!

"My old Quasi-Emperor face has been completely thrown away today!"

He gritted his teeth, squeezing the words out from between them.

The Wang Family attendants nearby didn't dare to breathe, fearing they would trigger his bad mood again.

But there was one bold attendant who spoke up cautiously.

"Elder, does the Wang Family Imperial Son... still have a chance?"

"Shut up!" The Elder Wang slapped, shattering a mountain in the distance.

Gravel splattered everywhere, and those around him were scared into retreating several steps.

But he did not answer the attendant's question. Because he himself did not know the answer either.

He only knew that if Wang Teng failed to obtain the Legacy of the ancient desolate hall, this trip for the Wang Family would truly be a total loss.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wang Hong was grinning from ear to ear.

He was holding a pot of spirit wine in his hand, taking a delightful sip.

"Saint Lin Yi is truly worthy of being Peak Master Luo's Disciple!"

"Such generosity, such spirit—I admire it!"

He turned his head to look at the Elder Wang's nearly twisted face, his smile becoming even brighter. He took another sip of wine.

Comfortable. It was too comfortable.

Nearby, several Elders from Daoist traditions on good terms with the Heavenly Profound Holy Land also looked immensely proud.

"Saint Lin Yi has truly brought honor to our Holy Land!"

"Indeed! Look at that Quasi-Emperor from the Wang Family's face, hahahaha!"

"Shh! Keep it down, keep it down, don't let them hear you."

"What's there to fear? Does he dare to make a move? Peak Master Luo and the Holy Lord are both watching from behind!"

The few laughed more and more unrestrainedly. The Elder Wang's face grew darker and darker.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging murderous intent. His gaze remained locked onto the depths of the Secret Realm.

...

Before the ancient desolate hall.

The hall doors were tightly shut, with powerful Imperial Rank Law flowing over them, seemingly waiting for some kind of opportunity.

Lin Yi's side and Wang Teng's side occupied the two best positions in front of the hall doors, facing each other from afar.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive. At this moment, Wang Teng no longer hid his murderous intent.

His crimson eyes stared fixedly at Lin Yi as he shouted sharply:

"Lin Yi! Today at this ancient desolate hall, it is either you die or I perish!"

His voice was filled with endless resentment and madness. Clearly, his Dao Heart had suffered repeated heavy blows, pushing him to the brink of collapse.

He couldn't even tell who was who, starting to ramble incoherently!

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi just glanced at him indifferently. That look was like looking at a clown.

"Die!" Lin Yi couldn't be bothered with small talk and raised his hand, striking out with a fierce punch.

He didn't deliberately use any Cultivation Technique; it was purely the power of his Physical Body. But that punch wind was incomparably domineering, as if it would tear through the Void Realm!

Wang Teng's pupils shrank; he didn't expect Lin Yi to be so decisive, acting without a word.

He hurriedly raised his hand to block it head-on.

"Bang!" A massive force surged over. Wang Teng felt as if his arm had been struck by an ancient divine mountain; his entire arm instantly went numb.

A sweetness rose in his throat as a mouthful of blood surged up. But he gritted his teeth, forcing himself to swallow that blood back down!

Cannot spit it out! Absolutely cannot spit it out! In front of so many people, if he were beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Lin Yi's punch, his last shred of dignity as the Wang Family Imperial Son would be gone.

Even if he wasn't beaten to death by Lin Yi, he would still get beaten when he returned to the Wang Family!

This humiliation caused Wang Teng's face to swell to the color of a pig's liver. The flames of anger were almost bursting out of his eye sockets.

Just as he was preparing to disregard everything and burn his Origin to fight Lin Yi to the death, a strange change occurred!

"Ah!" A painful cry broke the confrontation in front of the hall.

Everyone looked towards the sound. They saw the little fatty Xu Chen, who had been following Lin Yi and looked harmless, suddenly clutching his head and crouching on the ground.

His expression was extremely painful, the veins on his forehead bulging, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Senior Brother Lin Yi... my head hurts so much!"

"I feel... I feel like someone inside the hall is calling me!"

Xu Chen's voice was intermittent and filled with terror.

Chu Wanqing was the first to react and rushed over to support him.

"Xu Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Qingyue also stepped forward quickly, extending her finger to rest on his wrist, transferring a stream of pure life force.

Su Yuxi and Lin Yi also frowned.

"Calling?"

Lin Yi asked in a deep voice: "Don't rush, explain clearly, what calling?"

Xu Chen clutched his head and rolled on the ground in pain.

"I don't know, that voice is so ancient... so distant..."

"I... I saw it... I saw a terrifying war!"

"The sky was shattered! Everyone died! Rivers of blood!"

Xu Chen's incoherence left everyone present stunned. What was happening now?

Wasn't the focus supposed to be the final battle between Lin Yi and Wang Teng? Why did this little fatty suddenly start talking nonsense?

Wang Teng was also stunned. His desperate stance was left frozen in mid-air, appearing somewhat comical.

And just at this moment, Su Yuxi on the other side suddenly swayed.

Her face instantly turned somewhat pale, her willow eyebrows furrowed.

"Yu Xi, what's wrong?"

Lin Yi immediately sensed something was wrong and stepped forward to support her delicate body.

Su Yuxi shook her slightly dizzy head, her beautiful eyes filled with a trace of confusion and shock.

She leaned into Lin Yi's embrace, looking at the magnificent ancient desolate hall, and whispered softly:

"Some memories are surfacing; I seem to have seen this ancient desolate hall before..."

"Yes! I have seen it! It once appeared in someone's hand, used as a weapon to suppress the Dark Ancient World."

"That person's figure was very blurry, their body surrounded by dense Chaos Qi, making it impossible to see clearly."

"I only remember..." Su Yuxi paused, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty and awe. "He called himself, the Lord of Destiny!"

The Lord of Destiny! Once these four words were spoken, it seemed to trigger some kind of ancient taboo.

The entire ancient desolate hall suddenly erupted with brilliant, dazzling divine light!

"Rumble—" The hall doors, which had been tightly shut for who knows how many ten thousand years, emitted a heavy roar at this moment.

An ancient and majestic voice, as if spanning across eons, resounded in the depths of everyone's Divine Soul.

"I have waited for a long time. Come, accept my Legacy!"

As the voice fell, the Emperors Palace doors, weighing billions of tons, slowly opened to both sides!