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第三千三百一十章 林轩回宗

As soon as the Golden Crow Ancestor appeared, all the powerful cultivators present submitted to his authority. However, at this moment, a faint voice reached their ears.

Despite the presence of millions of cultivators in the vicinity, who were bustling with activity and conversation, this voice was clear and distinct, heard by everyone without obstruction.

The once noisy valley instantly fell silent.

The air seemed to have frozen; even the sound of a needle falling could be heard clearly.

Silence reigned supreme.

Even the arrogant Golden Crow Ancestor appeared somewhat dazed at that moment. He felt a mix of shock, confusion, and then anger, though beneath his composed facade lay a trace of unease that was hard to detect.

They say, "A man's name is like the shadow of a tree," and Lin Xuan had quickly gained a considerable reputation in such a short time. How could it be mere self-aggrandizement?

From both reason and emotion, his strength must indeed be formidable. Although he had just spoken arrogantly, that was because he believed Lin Xuan wasn't present here. But now, with the main target returning, how could he not feel some trepidation?

But to say he was afraid would be an exaggeration; he merely put away his air of superiority.

Moreover, it might not even be Lin Xuan—perhaps the Cloud Concealment Sect was just playing a trick, pretending that their leader had returned when he wasn't.

As these thoughts raced through everyone's minds, the old monster spoke up: "Which brat is speaking nonsense and hiding in the shadows? Afraid to show yourself to an old man like me?"

"Hmph. What’s there to fear? I said I would test your strength as a friend. Just hope you don’t disappoint me too much."

The faint voice carried with it a clear disdain that could not be hidden.

The Golden Crow Ancestor was enraged, and the cultivators who had come for entertainment also fell silent like frightened children.

Evil meets evil; the Golden Crow Ancestor had already been arrogant and domineering. He hadn’t expected to encounter someone even more arrogant.

But was it really Lin Xuan?

The Cloud Concealment Sect claimed he was out on a pilgrimage, temporarily unreachable. Otherwise, facing the Plump and Lean Elders earlier would have involved sending a silver-eyed maiden instead of him.

While other cultivators didn't voice their thoughts openly, they secretly believed that if Lin Xuan were here, his strength alone would make him fearless against the Plump and Lean Elders; the notion of fear was absurd. Everyone knew this.

Lin Xuan wasn’t here.

So who could it be, then? Could there really be such a coincidence that the elusive Lin Xuan returned just at this critical moment?

Perhaps the Cloud Concealment Sect was just playing another trick, trying to use an empty city strategy?

Both possibilities were favored by most cultivators. After all, how many coincidences are there in the world?

If it truly was the Cloud Concealment Sect pulling a fast one, how would they manage? That would be a difficult task.

The Golden Crow Ancestor wasn’t easily fooled; such a scheme from the Cloud Concealment Sect would only lead to self-inflicted consequences. They would end up tying themselves in knots.

With these thoughts in mind, the cultivators’ expressions varied widely—most were gleeful at the misfortune of the Cloud Concealment Sect, which had grown too quickly and was now facing adversity. However, some, like the disciples of the Cloud Concealment Sect, firmly believed that Elder Lin had returned, as they knew their affairs best.

The process seemed complex but took only an instant. No need for speculation; the answer would soon be revealed.

Boom!

Without any warning, a massive spiritual pressure descended from the sky.

This pressure was so overwhelming that nearby rocks began to fall.

High-ranking cultivators were fine, but those below the Profound Abyss stage found it hard to breathe.

The Golden Crow Ancestor was undoubtedly at the Transcendation Stage.

Fortunately, the spiritual pressure came and went quickly.

In the next moment, it vanished mysteriously.

Then, a faint green light appeared on the horizon in the distance.

Though still far away, its brilliance made it visible from that distance.

As the green light flickered, the light mass rapidly grew larger.

Lower-ranking cultivators didn’t need to be mentioned; even the old monster hidden in the shadows was visibly agitated.

Such speed—thousands of miles in an instant—wasn’t a mere teleportation or illusion. Only by tearing through space and ignoring distance could such speed be achieved.

Ordinary Transcendation Stage cultivators couldn’t achieve this level of ease either. Could it really be that Lin Xuan returned at the critical moment?

Before these thoughts could fully form, a figure appeared in an open area within the valley.

At first, he was barely discernible, but soon everyone saw his face clearly.

Wearing a green robe and looking ordinary.

Sure enough, it was Lin Xuan!

It wasn’t the Cloud Concealment Sect playing tricks; instead, the renowned Lin Xuan had returned here.

The cultivators were stunned but also excited.

The Golden Crow Ancestor was proud and arrogant, while this young Lin was never one to back down from a challenge. These two meeting each other would result in a fierce confrontation without any compromise.

With these thoughts, it was no wonder the cultivators were elated—they had come here for entertainment. The silver-eyed maiden’s battle with the Plump Elder had already been thrilling, but they still wanted more excitement. Now, there would be an even more spectacular showdown between Lin Xuan and the Golden Crow Ancestor.

No one knew who would emerge victorious, but a grand and intense battle was inevitable.

Sure enough, this trip wasn’t in vain. If not for sheer luck, how could they have witnessed such high-level battles?

The cultivators’ faces were filled with excitement, while those from the Cloud Concealment Sect had different expressions.

Seeing their two top elders being treated like straw men by Lin Xuan, they initially felt shock and anger. Now, replaced by overwhelming joy.

Yes, sheer joy.

Lin Xuan, Elder Lin, was back—what more could they fear?

Unlike other sects, the Cloud Concealment Sect’s success was entirely due to Lin Xuan's efforts. His reputation within the sect was immense; in his disciples' eyes, he was all-powerful. Even the Sword Lake Palace had submitted, so what did a mere Golden Crow Ancestor matter?

Cheers erupted throughout the valley as Cloud Concealment Sect disciples paid homage to Lin Xuan with great respect. (To be continued...)

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