Chapter 73: Too Fast, Didn’t See Clearly? Lin Ao Tian’s Moment of Glory!

Ji Bo was not angered by the cold shoulder; instead, he grinned cheekily, “Brother Ling, I was blind that day, and I aim to make amends.”

With a nostalgic look, he added, “Sigh, who would’ve guessed Brother Ling has this connection with Young Master Lin… By the way, about your mother…”

“Get lost!”

“Sigh, Brother Ling, that’s not what I meant. Just hear me ou—!”

Suddenly, Ji Bo’s brow furrowed as a sharp pain shot through his leg.

“What the hell do you mean?”

“Why can’t dogs look down on people?”

“I’ll make you my pet today!”

Ji Bo, looking at the large yellow dog as massive as an ox, turned pale.

“Damn!”

“Whose mutt is this!”

At the same time.

On a distant green mountain on the crimson earth.

“Palace Master, the Taoist… he…” an elder at the peak of Sever-Me Realm spoke respectfully.

In front of him, You Taixu waved nonchalantly, his calm demeanor unwavering.

“Don’t worry, my judgment is famously impeccable!”

“No problems whatsoever!”

The elder’s face twitched, muttering internally.

Eight thousand years!

Fifteen Taoists replaced, each lasting around a hundred years!

Do you call this good judgment?

At the Jiang Clan’s grounds.

Lin Yindao, Ji Daotian, and Jiang Tai watched the scene closely.

“The Gun God Zhao Wuji… How could it be him?”

“Sigh, how can anyone beat that?”

Lin Yindao smirked, “My Emperor Son will handle him like a dog!”

Jiang Tai’s mouth twitched.

Lin Yindao was true to his name, always boasting; Jiang Tai couldn’t be bothered with him.

But when he glanced at Ji Daotian’s face and saw the other nodding in agreement, he felt confused…

What was happening?

What didn’t he know?

Ji Daotian agreed with Lin Yindao’s statement.

This kid is truly monstrous!

How long has it been?

His opponent already at the Saint Realm.

Ji Daotian couldn’t predict his strength.

But just getting that entity on his side showed Lin Ao Tian’s greatness.

Regardless of win or lose, Lin Ao Tian was extraordinary and commanded respect!

Inside the Xu Shen Tower.

The spear tip, carrying the power of a blue dragon, was about to strike. The tower’s space stability, hundreds of times greater than outside, barely held.

In that moment, Lin Ao Tian’s white robe fluttered in the gale, his black hair dancing.

His eyes remained calm.

Within him, a tranquil voice echoed.

“Dou!” (tln : Battle secret)

At this moment, the world was filled with spear intent, emitting destructive energy that reached the Dao.

Clearly, this Gun God had high proficiency in spear art.

Suddenly!

The spear arrived.

Lin Ao Tian’s index finger and the spear tip touched gently.

Instantly!

The world fell silent!

Time seemed to pause.

Light burst from the spear tip.

Countless spears’ intentions turned into divine light, suspended in the air.

From afar, it resembled countless captured shooting stars.

The scene was breathtaking!

With a crack!

A slight sound, like ceramic breaking.

Everything ahead displayed a dense web of cracks, like a spider web.

Then, everything shattered!

The Gun God Zhao Wuji, who thrust his spear, retained his mid-air posture.

Subsequently, he disintegrated like the scene, turning into starlight.

This splendid moment dissipated quietly.

Silently.

Lin Ao Tian stood still, retracting his finger, standing with his arms crossed.

While Zhao Wuji’s illusion had vanished.

…

In the outside world.

An eerie silence!

Then, deafening gasps.

“What happened?!”

“Where’s the Gun God?”

“Not sure, everything was too fast to see clearly…”

“Gasp… Could Zhao Wuji be gone?”

A chorus of gasps resounded.

At the forefront.

Ling Feng’s gaze held disbelief, a grave expression, fists clenched.

How could he be… so strong!

Within the ring, the elder looked shocked, then sighed.

“Sigh~”

“My disciple, perhaps we should concede. Things seem fine as they are…”

A hint of surprise glimmered in Da Huang’s eyes.

Hmm?

This kid, I didn’t expect this.

But this alone isn’t enough.

Li Xiuyuan stood gripping his sword tightly; although he appeared calm, his mind was in turmoil.

Damn!

What the hell?

Since when was Zhao Wuji so weak?

I didn’t even see it clearly!

In the void.

Descendant of Goddess Nuwa, Liu Ruyan, smiled softly without surprise.

A reincarnated Immortal Emperor; how could a mere Zhao Wuji stop him?

Even Wu Shi at the top might not be his match.

Among everyone, Ji Yue’er and her group were the calmest.

Her face showed only pride.

Brother Ao Tian’s talent is unquestionable.

Xia Jiuyou gripped the armrest tightly, leaning forward, speechless.

“I couldn’t see his movements…”

By his side, a monk frowned, “Perhaps… he didn’t move at all?”

Everyone fell silent, their expressions growing graver.

The projection of Gun God Zhao Wuji was immensely strong.

They had faced him too.

Though they won!

But…

They barely standing, only then achieving victory.

Even so.

It was their pride and boastful glory.

After all, proving their potential surpassed the projection demonstrated their strength.

But now, Lin Ao Tian faced such a powerful projection, defeating it with a single fingertip, without apparent effort.

How did he do it?

No one had an answer.

Jiang Clan’s gathering place.

Jiang Tai was stunned, eyes complex.

Lin Yindao, however, was grinning broadly, “Heh heh, how about that?”

Jiang Tai’s mouth moved, unsure how to respond.

Meanwhile, Ji Daotian glanced enviously at Lin Yindao.

Sigh~

Why didn’t such a genius belong to the Ji Clan!

…

Suddenly!

An exclamation rang out.

“Look, the Heaven Ranking has changed!”

The entire place fell silent!

“The Heaven Ranking changes with successful challenges within the Xu Shen Tower; does that mean… Young Master Lin truly succeeded?”

“Damn, without using a hand, this is incredible!”

The black stone tablet’s base lit up with golden text.

Heaven Ranking — 78th, Lin Ao Tian!

Instantly, one cultivator by the Heaven Ranking exclaimed, “It’s real!”

“Young Master Lin’s name is on the Heaven Ranking!”

Wow!

Uproar erupted as reality set in.

“Sigh, if I faced the Gun God’s projection, I couldn’t last ten breaths…”

“I wouldn’t fare any better!”

…

Many prodigies from Tianxuan’s Three Thousand Continents expressed frustration.

With figures like Lin Ao Tian emerging, many felt helpless and despairing.

The world, a grand era for ordinary people, was a graveyard for prodigies.

Their pride, confidence—all buried in his presence.

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