“Young Master, do you know what’s the use of this Sky Piercer Altar?” Lin Yun looked at Ming Hua. After all, Ming Hua was more knowledgeable than him.
Retracting his gaze, Ming Hua replied, “This plaza is also called the Dao Preaching Plaza, where dao is passed on in the ancient sect. This Sky Piercer Altar is a treasure with unfathomable might. However, the Dao Preaching Plaza only has one function…”
“Dao preaching!”
“That’s right, dao preaching. When the Sky Piercer Altar opens up, eighteen lotus seat will descend. Each lotus seat can communicate with the altar to obtain insight from it.”
“It was rumored that training your martial techniques is more effective in the altar. It can help you to comprehend even if you’re stuck in the bottleneck. Many people have cultivated their martial techniques to greater or even complete mastery!”
Martial techniques were separated into four different stages, the initial, lesser, greater, and complete mastery. Lin Yun knew that there were great differences greater and lesser mastery was huge between a similar martial technique.
Logically speaking, it would take an entire year for a martial technique to reach greater completion. But a stronger martial technique would take more time, sometimes up to years.
As for complete mastery, it would have to depend entirely on one’s comprehension. If the comprehension weren’t high, one would never step into complete mastery in the entire lifetime.
The Sky Piercer Altar aided in dao comprehension, allowing cultivators to save time. So much so that some cultivators who had weaker comprehension could have a taste of complete mastery’s might.
“But that isn’t the most tempting factor about the Sky Piercer Altar.”
“Oh?”
“The Sky Piercer Altar will grade everyone on their comprehension and bestow martial techniques. That also means that you have a chance to obtain ancient martial techniques!”
Listening to those words, Lin Yun immediately understood why so many cultivators gathered in this plaza. Sweeping his glance out, his gaze fell onto the Sword Firmament Sword’s party.
There was a terrifying sword aura in that direction, with one person meditating. Even without opening his eyes, the aura eluded from him made everyone felt incredibly pressured.
There was a bunch of people standing by his side. They stood upright like swords, permeating powerful aura.
But when they were compared to that man, they were pale in comparison. That man was naturally the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s Bai Lixuan, who made everyone suffer along the way.
When Lin Yun looked around, he could see that the Demonic Moon Villa’s Si Xueyi’s aura wasn’t any inferior compared to him.
Lin Yun even saw many cultivators who permeated violent aura hidden among everyone. Some of their forces weren’t any inferior compared to the Radiant Pavilion.
As Lin Yun continued to look around, his gaze ultimately fell onto the Wang Clan’s party. Wang Ning was seated among the party, looking high and aloof. With pride on his face, he swept his glance out coldly. Aside from Si Xueyi and Bai Lixuan, he had ignored the existence of everyone else.
Pulling his gaze back from Wang Ning, Lin Yun turned to Ming Hua, “Young Master, let’s part ways here.”
Listening to Lin Yun’s words, Ming Hua couldn’t help feeling anxious, “Brother Lin, are you sure about that? This is the Dao Preaching Plaza. I might sound modest earlier, but we can easily help you get a seat with the Radiant Pavilion’s strength.”
The Radiant Pavilion had a Quasi-Profound Martial Realm cultivator. As long as they did not compare themselves to the four clans and four sects, they were still powerful.
As for Ming Hua, he genuinely wanted to help Lin Yun get a lotus seat.
For some reason, the demonic miasma in the Burial Ground had thinned down. However, the Sword Firmament Pavilion and Demonic Moon Villa had already taken up most of the benefits.
If it wasn’t for Lin Yun’s help, even the Radiant Pavilion might suffer a huge blow.
Lin Yun naturally knew why the demonic miasma thinned out. He figured that it must be related to the Iris Sword Saint destroying the ten demonic corpses. But there was no need for him to share it with anyone else since it was his secret.
“But, you will be targeted by the Wan Clan if you help me.” Lin Yun smiled. “I appreciate your goodwill. Furthermore, I’ll be able to get a seat for myself with my strength. Farewell.”
Lin Yun left without giving Ming Hua any opportunity to reply.
A long time later, the grey-clothed elder spoke out, “This Brother Lin is a good person.”
“I wanted to make him owe me one. But as a result, the Radiant Pavilion owed him one instead.” Ming Hua smiled bitterly.
The Dao Preaching Plaza was massive, accommodating many forces around the Sky Piercer Altar. Alone with the sword box on his back, Lin Yun slowly headed for the Sky Piercer Altar. As he approached, Lin Yun couldn’t imagine how grand this place was back then.
“Lin Yun’s here!”
He was instantly recognized when he approached.
“He still dares to show up? I heard that he has a cosmic treasure with him!”
“He’s courting death by extorting the Blood Cloud Sect and Golden Flame Sect. I have to give it to his guts.”
“Heh, heh. He’s a walking treasury now.”
Lin Yun’s name had spread throughout the Azure Sky Realm, and everyone knew how he extorted the two sects. Many people were looking at him with murderous intent and greed in their eyes.
“Damn it!”
The Golden Flame Sect and Blood Cloud Sect’s disciples had an unsightly face when they arrived and heard the surrounding commotion.
“Don’t worry about him for now. When we get out, I’ll let him have a taste of offending the Blood Cloud Sect!” Xue Tu coldly spoke.
The Golden Flame Sec’s Mei Zihua also had cold light flickering in his eyes. But both of them did not dare to act rashly after experiencing Lin Yun’s strength. The two had resorted to ignoring Lin Yun’s existence.
“Is this the Lin Yun that you’re talking about?” An old man in the Wang Clan’s party looked at Wang Ning.
“Uncle Po, leave him alone for now. He still probably hasn’t noticed me.” Wang Ning lips curled into a sinister smile. Wang Ning had long discovered Lin Yun outside the Azure Sun Realm.
But it was different now. He returned to the Wang Clan, enjoying a distinguished and noble status. His horizon was already incomparable to the past, and he was no longer bothered about the grudges back in the Azure Sky Sect. His intention of killing Lin Yun was no longer as strong as before. For him, it was no run to crush an ant. But when he discovered that Lin Yun had the strength to defeat Mei Zihua and Xue Tu, his interest rekindled.
“Uncle Po, smack him down when he’s at his highest. I want him to suffer from being humiliated. At that time, there will be plenty of people teaching him a lesson for me.” Wang Ning retracted his gaze indifferently.
Lin Yun still had no idea that Wang Ning had already spotted him. But even if he knew, he wouldn’t be bothered by it. Even with the token, it might be challenging for him to kill Wang Ning. But defending himself could be easily done!
As time passed, more cultivators gathered on the plaza. In the next second, the altar that stood pridefully in the sky suddenly blazed with flames. The flames gushed out from the altar, spreading across and enveloping the sky.
Buzz!
When the flames covered the horizon, the plaza was radiant with a golden shine. It felt refreshing for everyone basking in the warm light as if their soul and body had been baptized. This phenomenon had also caused the plaza atmosphere to become excited, with many people having greed flickering in their eyes.
Boom!
Eighteen beams suddenly descended before everyone, with a lotus seat within each beam that brimmed with dao rhyme. The lotus seats looked simple, but the mighty power in it made everyone feel a heavy load in their hearts when they descended.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the eighteen lotus seats fell onto the ground, the entire plaza shook violently. Lin Yun's eyes were filled with excitement, just like everyone else, staring at the lotus seats.
This was a rare opportunity. The lotus seats could communicate with the altar and gain dao insights left by the ancient sect’s predecessors. Most importantly, the Sky Piercer Altar would even bestow martial techniques based on everyone’s comprehension.
The Divine Flicking Art was a secret technique, and Lin Yun still yearned for more. It would be perfect if he could obtain a fist technique in the Azure Sun Realm.
Everyone had the same thoughts, but no one dared to step forth. Tens of thousands of Xiantian Realm cultivators gathered here, but they were only eighteen lotus seats for everyone. A brutal fight could be expected, and they would be ganged up upon if they weren’t strong enough.
Whoosh!
While everyone was hesitating, a figure suddenly soared into the sky and landed on a lotus platform. When everyone saw that figure, no one dared to sound their objection because it was the Sword Firmament Sword’s Bai Lixuan!
He had already reached the seventh orifice of the Xiantian Realm at such a young age, not to mention that he could enter the Profound Martial Realm anytime he wanted. Furthermore, he even possessed a complete sword intent.
