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81: Chapter 81 Where I go, all paths submit!

Lin Yi looked directly at the remnant Soul of the Ancient Desolate Emperor.

His eyes were calm, like a bottomless ancient well.

There was none of Wang Teng's greed, none of Xuan Ye's arrogance, and none of Chu Ningshuang's ruthlessness.

There was only a pure, invincible confidence that originated from his very bones.

He took a step forward and spoke with overbearing authority.

His voice was resonant and every word was clear, spreading in all directions.

“As an Emperor, I shall suppress all enemies in this world!”

“Wherever I go, all Daos shall submit!”

As those two short sentences fell, the entire ancient desolate hall sank into a dead silence.

This incredibly pure, invincible will weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

It was a kind of domineering aura that made people feel suffocated.

It wasn't like Wang Teng's imperial might, which was built upon Bloodlines and legacies.

Instead, it was an absolute confidence in the Dao and himself that radiated from his very core.

Among the hundreds of prodigies in the hall, not a single one could speak.

Buzz—

After a brief dead silence, the entire ancient desolate hall trembled.

The starry sky within the hall began to shake violently.

Those ancient sage imprints scattered everywhere all turned to face Lin Yi.

Their gazes were no longer indifferent, but revealed an expression that was almost solemn.

Below the stage, the throbbing in Su Yuxi's heart suddenly intensified.

A layer of mist rose in her beautiful eyes, and her lips trembled slightly.

She couldn't explain why.

But these two sentences seemed to touch a certain string in the deepest part of her Soul.

She lowered her head, the corners of her lips curving slightly.

Chu Wanqing opened her mouth, unable to say anything for a long time.

She only felt her heart beating fast, her cheeks burning, and her eyes feeling a bit hot.

This youth was clearly talking about cultivation.

But why did she feel like crying as she listened?

“Brother Lin Yi is so handsome...”

“He really... I'm crying my eyes out!”

For the first time, a look of clear emotion appeared on Shen Qingyue's cold face.

Her face was full of admiration, even carrying a hint of worship.

She looked at that figure on the high platform, standing straight as a sword, and whispered softly.

“Suppressing all enemies in the world, all Daos shall submit...”

“Perhaps he really can do it!”

Xu Chen was even more excited, jumping up and shouting at the top of his lungs.

“Did you hear that! This is what you call a grand vision!”

“Suppressing the ages, controlling the universe, and suppressing all enemies in the world!”

“My big brother's Dao is above all Daos! It crushes all of you!”

Outside Imperial Fall Valley.

The experts from hundreds of lineages simultaneously received the images transmitted from the hall.

For a moment, the entire valley entrance erupted in a frenzy.

“As an Emperor, I shall suppress all enemies in this world!

Wherever I go, all Daos shall submit!”

“Well said! What an invincible disposition, what a domineering Dao Heart!”

“These are the words of a true Emperor! No wonder he can suppress all the geniuses!

This spirit is far beyond what the likes of Wang Teng can compare to!”

Wang Hong slapped his thigh and cheered, not even noticing that his spiritual wine had spilled all over the ground.

“Good! What a 'suppressing all enemies in the world'! What a 'all Daos shall submit'!”

“As expected of Peak Master Luo's Disciple, as expected of my Heavenly Profound Holy Land's Saint!”

The Elders of several lineages friendly with the Heavenly Profound Holy Land were also full of excitement.

“This Dao Heart, this grand vision, is rare throughout the ages!”

“Listen to Wang Teng's clumsy answer, and then listen to Saint Lin Yi's two sentences. The difference is clear!”

“One only thinks about taking, occupying, and enjoying! The other aims for the peak of all Daos, hahahaha!!”

On the other side, the Wang family's Quasi-Emperor Elder no longer even had the will to get angry.

He stood on a giant rock, his face pale and defeated, not saying a word.

The attendants beside him didn't dare to speak up, only sighing silently in their hearts.

Today's trip was a total loss for the Wang family.

Inside the hall, on the high platform.

The remnant Soul of the Ancient Desolate Emperor remained silent for a long time.

So long that everyone thought he wouldn't speak again.

That blurred and majestic figure quietly gazed at Lin Yi.

His gaze held a kind of scrutiny that spanned across the ages.

Everyone in the hall held their breath.

How would the Emperor's remnant Soul respond?

Would it be approval or rejection?

Wang Teng sat slumped at the base of the divine gold pillar, covered in blood, yet staring fixedly at the high platform.

He was waiting for an answer.

An answer that would allow him to stand up again.

“It's impossible for him to be recognized... absolutely impossible!”

Wang Teng's lips were trembling, his voice so low only he could hear it.

“I am the successor... I am...”

However, the moment the words left his mouth.

The Emperor's remnant Soul moved.

That majestic figure slowly raised his hand and gave a gentle wave in Lin Yi's direction.

It wasn't an attack, nor was it a hindrance.

Rather, it was an ancient and solemn gesture of yielding the way.

Immediately after, that figure turned into a sky full of light dust and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, a heavy sigh echoed through the great hall.

In that sigh, there seemed to be too many emotions contained.

There was gratification for the successor.

There was relief at his own curtain call.

And there was also the memory of that distant era.

The sound of the sigh gradually faded.

The figure of the Emperor's remnant Soul also became transparent bit by bit amidst the golden light.

He took one last look at Xu Chen.

“Chase it... chase the footsteps of the Mandate of Heaven!”

In this look, in this sentence.

There were too many things that Lin Yi could not understand.

Then, he completely dissipated.

Leaving only the hall full of golden light, falling like rain.

“He's been recognized! The Ancient Desolate Emperor's remnant soul has recognized Lin Yi!”

Someone shouted this, and the entire hall instantly erupted.

“How is this possible! Even Wang Teng's Emperor-Bearing Dao Body was rejected, so on what basis was Lin Yi chosen?”

“Are you deaf? Didn't you hear those two sentences he just said?”

“Suppressing all enemies in the world! All Daos shall submit!

With just this spirit alone, Wang Teng can't even hope to catch up!”

The prodigies' discussions were overwhelming.

Watching this scene, Wang Teng's body suddenly pitched forward, nearly falling from the base of the pillar.

His mouth was wide open, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets.

Dissipated?

The Ancient Desolate Emperor's remnant soul...

It just dissipated like that?

He chose Lin Yi?

“No... impossible...”

Wang Teng's voice was extremely weak.

His hands clawed at the ground, his nails breaking and blood seeping out.

But he was completely oblivious.

He stared blankly at that white-robed figure on the high platform.

The last trace of light in his eyes was also rapidly extinguishing.

Immediately after, an even more Soul-crushing movement came from the high platform.

The world-suppressing imperial zither and the ancient desolate essence blood...

They moved!

The imperial zither vibrated for a moment, and the dark golden light flowing on its body grew brighter and brighter.

“Buzz—”

It directly broke free from the constraints of the high platform, turning into a brilliant golden rainbow.

It flew straight towards Lin Yi!

At the same time.

Within the Void Realm, that drop of Ancient Desolate Emperor's essence blood also began to throb violently.

Its golden light exploded several times over, turning into a miniature sun.

It hummed as it drifted towards Lin Yi.

Two supreme treasures, one on the left and one on the right.

They actively flew towards Lin Yi.

The entire hall once again fell into a suffocating silence.

Everyone was stunned, including those knowledgeable ancient sage imprints.

The Imperial Weapon choosing its master!

The Imperial Blood choosing its master!

It wasn't being forcibly taken by someone, nor was it after a brutal struggle.

Instead, the Legacy itself had actively sought out Lin Yi!

This was unheard of throughout the ages!

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