Experience was like bedrock, steadily reinforcing Lin Moyu’s convictions.
The stronger the enemy, the firr his resolve to grow powerful.
Ambition neither faded nor could it be crushed.
Inside Shenxia City, once known as the GodSlaying Fortress, a teleportation formation flared to life. ng Anwen and Feng Tianzong stepped out the together.
After the previous incident, Feng Yiming had reported back to the military.
Upon receiving the news, Feng Tianzong, the current patriarch of the Feng Family and the Sword God of this era, imdiately contacted ng Anwen.
Together, they ventured into the deep layer, located a spatial passage leading to the lower layer, and used the Shenxia Tower’s teleportation function to arrive directly at Shenxia City.
Without unleashing their full strength, they could remain here for roughly an hour.
Gazing at the Shenxia Tower, which had not yet been put away, Feng Tianzong clicked his tongue in admiration.
“Old ng, why does your Shenxia Tower feel stronger than before?”
ng Anwen smiled faintly, “It has indeed grown sowhat stronger.”
A trace of envy crossed Feng Tianzong’s eyes, “That figures. You’re already level 96—getting stronger is only natural.”
“You won’t be far behind.” ng Anwen replied.
Feng Tianzong laughed loudly, “All thanks to that outstanding disciple of yours.”
A faint law aura already seeped from Feng Tianzong’s body. He had begun touching the threshold of law and was not far from level 96 himself.
Pride glimred in his eyes. For countless generations, the Feng Family had never produced a high-tier God-level expert.
He was destined to beco the first, the one who would rewrite the Feng Family’s history.
ng Anwen remained silent, his gaze drifting back to the Shenxia Tower.
The tower’s advancent had nothing to do with his own progress. The true cause was the Blood Divine Disk.
Through analyzing, studying, and imitating the disk, he had finally discovered a path to elevate the Shenxia Tower further.
Combined with the imnse quantity of quasi-legendary-grade and so legendary-grade materials Lin Moyu had brought back, upgrading the tower had beco possible.
A God-level tower possessed the potential to advance to legendary-grade and even mythical-grade.
All of it traced back to Lin Moyu.
ng Anwen often told Bai Yiyuan that the best decision he had ever made was taking Lin Moyu as his disciple.
It had been a long ti since he last visited Shenxia City. A hint of nostalgia surfaced in his eyes.
Feng Tianzong sighed, “I still rember when we first explored the lower layer, escaping death ti and ti again?”
“Many years have passed, and the city is livelier than ever.” ng Anwen said.
Feng Tianzong nodded, “Shenxia City gives our human race a firm foothold in the lower layer.”
“And its role goes far beyond that. The three towers of the Shenxia Empire were all modeled after the Thunderclap Tower.”
A strange look crossed Feng Tianzong’s face, “Yet despite sharing the sa origin, their functions are completely different.”
“I’ve never understood that either.” ng Anwen said, shaking his head.
The Trial Tower, the Shenxia Tower, and the Demon Extermination Tower were all imitations of the Thunderclap Tower.
Yet their effects differed vastly. Each was incomparably powerful. Rated legendary-grade, they represented the pinnacle of equipnt of the Shenxia Empire.
As for the original Thunderclap Tower, its true grade remained unknown. They had grasped only a fragnt of its secrets.
But that fragnt alone was more than sufficient.
Feng Yiming hurried over and bowed respectfully, “Greetings, Patriarch! Greetings, Serene God!”
“We don’t have much ti. Explain everything clearly.”
Feng Yiming imdiately recounted the events of the day.
The mont he finished, ng Anwen shot skyward like a rocket.
A fluid aura enveloped him. It was law aura.
The law he commanded was the law of formations. Infinitely adaptable, it could transform into countless forms at his will.
Now, it took shape as wings, propelling him forward at lightning speed.
In a single second, ng Anwen reached 50,000 ters in the air—the very boundary of the lower layer.
Beyond lay the space barrier; past that, the unknown.
He had once attempted to cross it and returned severely injured. Outside was violent space turbulence so terrifying that it had nearly torn him apart.
Two seconds later, Feng Tianzong followed.
Compared to ng Anwen, his speed was clearly inferior.
Envy flickered in his eyes. This was the gap between level 95 and level 96. Just one level, yet the difference was vast as heaven and earth.
ng Anwen carefully sensed the surroundings, “This should be the origin of the lightning elent. I can feel traces of an unimaginably vast concentration of the lightning elent once existing here. Judging by its scale and intensity, even you and I would have died if we’d been caught in it.”
Feng Tianzong asked, “Can you tell whether it was artificially created or a natural phenonon?”
ng Anwen stared at the space barrier. It had fully repaired itself, leaving no clear evidence behind.
After a mont, he shook his head, “Hard to tell.”
“Yiming ntioned that Godly General Lin was present.” Feng Tianzong said, “He should know more. Let’s go ask him.”
The two descended together.
Feng Tianzong asked, “What exactly did Godly General Lin say at the ti?”
Feng Yiming answered honestly, “Godly General Lin said that if I wanted to know more, I should hurry up and grow stronger.”
He added nothing of his own, simply relaying Lin Moyu’s words verbatim.
Feng Tianzong said, “Then it seems Godly General Lin likely knows sothing.”
ng Anwen nodded, “I’ll ask him later. Commander Feng, raise the Thunderclap Tower. I want to take a look inside.”
Feng Yiming obeyed at once, lifting the tower.
ng Anwen entered and went straight to its core, attempting to establish communication.
Several minutes passed before ng Anwen erged, shaking his head, “The core refuses to communicate with .”
Feng Tianzong was taken aback, “Why?”
“I don’t know.” ng Anwen replied, “Moyu will probably have the answer.”
“Fair enough. We’ll ask Godly General Lin later.”
The investigation ended without results, but from Feng Yiming’s account, it was clear that sothing abnormal had occurred.
ng Anwen looked up at the sky, “I hope this isn’t a bad on.”
…
At the Kunlun Mountain, snowstorms had raged without pause for a millennium.
At tis, an inexplicable sorrow seed to seep into the blizzard, as though a God were quietly weeping.
Over ti, people spun nurous legends around this phenonon.
Lin Moyu suspected the truth was simpler and sadder. It was likely the Kunlun Great God mourning his wife.
The Kunlun Great God’s true body lay in deep slumber, while his consciousness transford into an elental form.
Such a state made the pain sharper.
Had he remained in a true sleep, there would have been no suffering at all.
For thousands of years, he had searched for soone capable of retrieving his wife’s godhead.
Yet ti passed, era after era, and he found no one.
Lin Moyu understood that gnawing urgency, that unwillingness to let go.
Once more, Lin Moyu ascended the Kunlun Mountain.
This ti, he moved with astonishing speed, nearly sprinting toward the summit.
Along the way, many saw him and revealed mocking smiles.
Running on the Kunlun Mountain peak was foolish.
The higher one climbed, the heavier the pressure beca.
Most struggled just to take a single step forward—no one ran.
No one except Lin Moyu.
He ignored the pressure and reached the summit at full speed.
Instead of entering the dungeon, he took out the God of Holy lody’s wind chi.
At first, its sound was soft and faint. Then it spread, carried by the blizzard, expanding in an instant until it echoed across the entire Kunlun Mountain.
In the encampnts below, class users heard the sound.
“Where is that sound coming from?”
“It’s so beautiful… like music.”
“Why do I suddenly feel fired up? I want to dive into a dungeon and fight!”
“No… it sounds sad to . I feel strangely heartbroken.”
Discussion erupted everywhere, filled with awe and confusion. Everyone reacted differently.
Lin Moyu rely rang the chi; the sound carried no soul lody.
Yet every listener heard a different aning.
The brave felt their fighting spirit surge.
The timid felt fear.
Those burdened by sorrow were overwheld by sadness.
Those with gentle hearts felt compassion for all things.
…
Suddenly, soone pointed toward the Kunlun Mountain peak.
“Look! There’s a palace at the summit!”
Before their eyes, an exquisite palace erged from the mist atop the Kunlun Mountain peak.
The Kunlun Divine Palace revealed itself amid mist.
The perpetual snowstorm halted abruptly, and countless rays of dazzling light poured down from the heavens, bathing the palace in breathtaking splendor.
Everyone stood frozen in shock. Such a sight had never been seen before.
“So the divine palace really exists…”
“The Kunlun Divine Palace! It’s real!”
“The legends were true. A God truly dwells there.”
“I want to go up and take a look.”
Amazent rippled through the crowds.
Then they saw a lone figure fly straight into the Kunlun Divine Palace.
Their astonishnt deepened into disbelief.
In an instant, the Kunlun Mountain erupted into chaos as countless class users began charging uphill, desperate to enter the Kunlun Divine Palace.
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