deltrittennovels Chapter 621 When disaster strikes, everyone flies away
Chapter 621 When disaster strikes, everyone flies away
"Primordial Unity, Initiate!"
In an instant, an invisible force that seemed capable of refining the very essence of all things in the world burst forth from Lin Hanzhou's palm, completely enveloping the Soul-Nourishing Lotus.
At this moment, the soul imprint still existed intact in the Soul Nourishing Lotus, but it had been completely refined.
Mission accomplished.
Lin Hanzhou smiled with satisfaction.
In this way, when he takes the Soul-Nourishing Lotus, the mark will also enter his body. The Supreme Saint Lord will still be able to sense the presence of the mark and thus believe that he has successfully controlled him.
But in reality, this mark has already escaped the other party's control; only he can control it.
With no worries left, Lin Hanzhou sat down cross-legged and took a deep breath.
The blue Soul-Nourishing Lotus instantly transformed into a dazzling stream of dark blue light, rushing down his throat and directly into his spiritual sea of consciousness.
"boom!"
The moment the medicine took effect, Lin Hanzhou felt as if an ancient star had exploded in his mind.
A cool and comfortable sensation, indescribable in words, instantly spread throughout my body.
His soul, which had already touched the threshold of the Saint Realm, finally crossed that insurmountable chasm without any hindrance under the frenzied infusion of this powerful medicinal force!
The sage's spirit is complete!
When Lin Hanzhou opened his eyes again, it was as if stars were fading in his eyes, and the whole world looked different in his eyes.
The free-floating spiritual particles in the air, the fine threads of law flowing on the array nodes, and even the breathing sounds of tiny spiritual insects in the rock crevices deep within the cave were all clearly presented to his perception.
Having a saint-level divine soul not only means that his perception of danger has been enhanced to an incredible level, but also that his affinity and comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth will reach an astonishing degree.
From now on, his cultivation speed will be several times faster than before!
"Everything is ready, except for the final touch. Lord Taixuan, I'd like to see what kind of 'show' you've prepared for me."
Lin Hanzhou slowly closed his eyes, completely immersed in the rapidly increasing pleasure of cultivation.
In the days that followed, the Holy Son's Cave fell into a long period of silence once again.
Lin Hanzhou spent most of his time in seclusion in his cave, frantically extracting the top-tier resources continuously sent by the Tai Xuan Holy Land. Only when he occasionally felt bored would he remove the formation, step out of the cave, and drink and chat with Gu Changkong, who would occasionally visit with a wine jar, on the cliffside.
As time went by, through his own observations and the information he gleaned from Gu Changkong, Lin Hanzhou increasingly realized that the Tai Xuan Holy Land had now become a completely desolate ghost town.
One day, Lin Hanzhou took the opportunity to get some fresh air and flew around the main peaks of the Tai Xuan Holy Land.
The sight that met his eyes made even an outsider like him feel a pang of sadness.
The once bustling outer plaza, where tens of thousands of disciples practiced meditation every morning, is now deserted.
The spirit-testing stone tablets used to assess qualifications were covered with a thick layer of dust.
The outer disciples' residences stretched out in an endless row, their gates wide open, but the inside was completely empty. Apart from the occasional low-level spirit bird flying by, not a single person could be seen.
The outer disciples have indeed all fled.
This is actually understandable.
For these outer sect and menial disciples who are at the very bottom of the cultivation world, their joining the Holy Land was simply for the sake of stability and resources.
What kind of treatment did the Tai Xuan Holy Land give them?
Each month, he earns only a meager dozen or so low-grade spirit stones, plus a few bottles of the worst quality pills.
For this meager salary, they had to undertake heavy chores every day, such as mining in spirit mines and weeding in medicinal fields.
They had not received much real favor from the Tai Xuan Holy Land, so they naturally had no sense of belonging to this lofty behemoth.
Now that this big ship is about to sink, and even the bottom planks have been pierced by the three holy lands, who would be foolish enough to stay and be buried with the Tai Xuan Holy Land?
When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives; this is the truest nature of humanity.
The situation for the inner disciples and the elders in charge was no better.
The once bustling Chuan Gong Pavilion, Yan Wu Tang, and Lian Dan Peak are now all tightly closed.
On the wide mountain road, only a few withered yellow leaves can be seen occasionally swirling in the cold wind.
The vast majority of the inner sect elites and elders also chose to leave quietly during this long period of oppression.
With their cultivation, they could easily become guest elders in other small or medium-sized sects; there's no need for them to fight to the death here.
The once vast Tai Xuan Holy Land, which boasted hundreds of thousands of disciples and was the overlord of the Eastern Continent with all nations paying tribute, now only has a very small number of people who are truly loyal to the Holy Land, numbering no more than a few thousand at most.
The Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan finally displayed the courage and determination befitting a powerful leader when faced with this group of "death warriors" who were willing to stay and perish with the Holy Land.
He completely unlocked the secret treasure trove of the Tai Xuan Holy Land!
Cultivation techniques, magical treasures, elixirs, spirit stones, and even rare and precious materials that are usually only available to holy sons and elders are all open to these remaining guards without reservation.
Unlimited resources! Take whatever you need!
The Supreme Lord of Tai Xuan's purpose was clear: since they were going to perish sooner or later, keeping these resources would only benefit the three holy lands.
It would be better to unleash all our power at the last moment. If it allows these people to break through to a higher realm, that's one realm more. If it creates one more Dao-Slaying King, that's a bonus.
This is a near-hysterical, crazy act that mortgages the future.
That is why, nowadays, you can hardly see anyone wandering around outside the Tai Xuan Holy Land.
Either they've already fled down the mountain, or they've obtained massive resources and are hiding in their caves, frantically cultivating in seclusion, trying to forcibly increase their combat power before the three holy lands attack.
The entire Tai Xuan Holy Land was shrouded in a visible atmosphere of solemnity and killing intent.
The feeling was like a cornered beast, driven to the brink of despair, frantically licking its wounds and sharpening its fangs in a dark corner, preparing for a most frenzied counterattack before it dies.
Such an extremely oppressive atmosphere would probably have driven an ordinary person crazy long ago.
But for Lin Hanzhou, this was an excellent breeding ground for cultivation.
With no one to disturb him and plenty of resources, he could simply focus on his cultivation.