Chapter 72: Unlucky Lin Ao Tian? It’s Over, Young Master Lin is Done For!

“Whoa, that Ling Feng is rebellious; Young Master Lin better watch out!”

“Sigh, they say raising one’s own son is hard, but being a stepfather is even harder, and it’s true for a reason…”

“But wait, didn’t Ling Feng say he had no family?”

These comments finally broke Ling Feng’s restraint.

“ARGHH ARGHH DAMN YOU!!!”

He roared with red eyes, longing to kill these bastards.

But the Xu Shen Tower’s rules restrained him…

Meanwhile.

Inside the Xu Shen Tower, on the first floor.

Just as Lin Ao Tian stepped in, an ancient aura surged forth.

In his vision, he seemed to see an unprecedented chaotic era, with gods and demons everywhere, the sky collapsing, and earth crumbling, nothing stood.

Then.

The world spun.

The void twisted.

The surroundings blurred like waves, ripples spreading out, indistinguishable.

When consciousness returned.

Lin Ao Tian stood inside a grand bronze hall.

The hall was without lamps yet remarkably bright, its surroundings simply furnished but overflowing with an aura of countless years.

Boom!

A three-foot-tall ring of light suddenly appeared in the hall’s center.

Then more light spread out, bathing Lin Ao Tian.

It felt like scanning.

With a thud!

The massive light shadow constantly shifted, sometimes a divine fire, sometimes a golden character “一”, sometimes morphing into a figure standing with hands behind their back.

…

Boom!

The scene within the Xu Shen Tower projected before everyone just like before.

“Strange!”

“Why hasn’t the Xu Shen Tower gauged Young Master Lin’s strength yet? Could it be broken?”

“This… Nonsense! How could it be? The Xu Shen Tower was forged by an ancient emperor; it can’t possibly be broken!”

“Could it be, Young Master Lin’s strength and realm gap is too vast, the Xu Shen Tower can’t judge?”

Inside the tower.

Lin Ao Tian also deduced the general reason.

Most likely, the Xu Shen Tower couldn’t confirm his current strength, thus delaying the projection.

Perhaps the Nine Secrets shielded his Saint Dao fruit after sanctification, even this Xu Shen Tower couldn’t probe.

With this thought, he tentatively released a wisp of his aura.

Early Saint Realm.

It proved correct.

Boom!

Almost instantly as the aura escaped, the light shadow stabilized.

Dozens of streams coalesced in the hall, finally forming a tall figure.

As light gradually dissipated.

A tall figure stepped out slowly.

Dressed in a grey-white robe, long hair cascading down, eyes tinged with indifference, wrapped in dragon shadows.

Buzz!

His arm trembled.

Several blue dragon shadows fell onto his hand, transforming into a dragon spear, emanating extinction power.

Roar!

Dragon roars echoed.

An overwhelming pressure akin to the sky collapsing swept forth.

Lin Ao Tian remained calm, locking his gaze on the figure, his eyes pensive.

Found it…

The Gun God Zhao Wuji of the Western Divine Continent from ancient times!

In his prime, he could contend with supremes, wielding a green dragon spear that quaked the Three Thousand Continents for years, mastering the true intent of the spear, excelling in offense!

At 250 years old, he was defeated by the 13-year-old Emperor Wu Shi…

Lin Ao Tian noticed this illusion initially lacked any life aura, akin to a puppet.

But soon, an invisible force surged into the illusion’s nose.

Next second, the illusion’s pupils seemed to gain consciousness, bearing a human’s brightness.

“Heh, interesting…”

Lin Ao Tian chuckled.

He understood the Xu Shen Tower’s wonders in theory, but experiencing it firsthand was another matter.

Simply incomparable.

As he finished speaking.

A vision surged ahead.

Zhao Wuji’s spear trembled, a massive blue dragon shadow emerging behind him, covering the sky.

Zhao Wuji’s figure paled in comparison.

A dragon’s pressure enshrouded the hall.

In an instant.

The hall dissolved into a boundless world.

Buzz!

A dragon roar seemed to shatter space.

Massive destructive waves surged, ten thousand feet high.

Dragon roars mixed with crimson waves.

Zhao Wuji moved, aiming spear at Lin Ao Tian.

The dragon shadow rapidly converged at the spear’s tip.

This spear carried the power of a blue dragon!

A world-ending power.

Beyond what a standard Saint Realm could possess.

Facing this terrifying assault.

Lin Ao Tian performed an unexpected action.

He extended his slender index finger toward the spear tip.

…

Outside the Xu Shen Tower.

The crowd watched the scene, filled with discussions.

“Damn, it’s the Gun God? Why is he on the first floor?”

Someone was astonished.

“Weird, such a force that could contend with supremes typically appear after the fifth floor. Why is he on the first floor?”

A bystander wondered.

“Every projection within the Xu Shen Tower holds near-invincible strength at their realm. Even the topmost prodigies of the Three Thousand Continents would get beaten black and blue meeting them…”

“Unexpected, Young Master Lin encounters such a powerful freak on the first floor, quite… Unlucky! Could he get expelled from the first floor?”

These voices fell.

The surrounding chatter halted.

Countless eyes met, all seeing the possibility in each other’s gaze.

It wasn’t impossible!

…

Everyone knew the difficulty of the Xu Shen Tower’s first floor.

They had all breached it, and most were defeated on their first attempt.

The ancient aura within destabilized anyone who entered, a massive debuff to combat power.

That’s why the first floor blocked many prodigies.

Their trials were against invincible figures of the Divine Flame Realm.

But Lin Ao Tian facing near-supreme invincible figures from the start, shocked everyone.

Adding Lin Ao Tian’s youth and his first attempt, his combat power would surely diminish.

How could he fight?

Everyone wore grave faces, and the female cultivators exhibited worry.

Li Xiuyuan’s gaze locked on the scene, expression calm.

He believed his lifelong rival, couldn’t lose here.

Absolutely not!

If he did!

Wouldn’t that mean the Holy Son’s judgment was poor?

In front, Ji Yue’er appeared calm, not sensing anything amiss, occasionally glancing coldly at Ling Feng.

Jiang Bufan wished to observe further before entering the tower.

His strength, though strong in the Eastern Wasteland Ancient Continent, was merely top-tier in the Three Thousand Continents unless his divine body matured…

Ling Feng’s expression was terrifyingly cold, standing silently, eyes fixed on the projected scene, a Sacred Medicine floating beside him.

At this moment, he thought of nothing else.

He must wait for Lin Ao Tian to come out and clarify!

Suddenly, a voice rang beside him.

“Hehe, Brother Ling Feng, long time no see…”

Turning, he saw Ji Bo with an embarrassed smile, bruised face somewhat comical.

Ling Feng ignored him, refocusing on the tower scene…