Chapter 707: First Clash with a Great Thousand World Expert
"So you really do have ulterior motives in taking Qingtan away."
As he looked at the three Great Thousand World experts whose expressions had suddenly turned icy, Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes, his own gaze growing frosty.
Although the cold aura within the trio was very similar to Qingtan's, so what if they truly were her clansmen?
Lin Langtian knew very well that all great clans and noble families were riddled with internal filth. From this man's own words, Qingtan's father had once been the previous patriarch of the Northern Region Leng Clan.
That meant Qingtan's father was most likely no longer alive, and the current patriarch had come all this way to find her. Who knew what he was really after?
"Brat, don't you dare sow discord. Third Young Miss is the legitimate daughter of the former patriarch. We're here to bring her back on the patriarch's orders. How dare you slander us!"
The middle‑aged man called Leng Feng shot Lin Langtian a chilling glance before turning to Qingtan and speaking solemnly:
"Third Young Miss, the current patriarch is your blood uncle. Ever since your father, the previous patriarch, was gravely injured and passed away, the patriarch has been deeply concerned for your safety.
"Fortunately, heaven favors the diligent. After many years of searching, we finally caught a trace of you, and have come to escort you home. With your noble status, how can you remain in this desolate place? Once you return, wealth and splendor will be yours in abundance."
Hearing this, Qingtan bit down slightly on her red lips. From his words, she had already more or less pieced together her life story.
She was a member of the Northern Region Leng Clan of the Great Thousand World, and judging from matters, the Leng Clan itself seemed to be quite a powerful force. Her father had been its previous patriarch.
The current patriarch of the Northern Region Leng Clan was her uncle. By that reckoning, her status in the clan was indeed quite exalted.
An ordinary person in her position would surely have been ecstatic, but Qingtan was different. Her pretty face remained calm, with no hint of excitement at suddenly learning her origins.
First, she had grown up in Lin Dong's household and had long regarded Lin Dong's parents as her own. Even now, learning of her birth and of her father's death, her heart was only faintly stirred.
Compared to Lin Dong's parents, these so‑called blood relatives were nothing more than strangers.
Second, her keen mind was in no way inferior to Lin Langtian's or Lin Dong's. From Leng Feng's few words, she had already sensed something amiss.
The Northern Region Leng Clan's sudden arrival and their insistence on taking her away clearly concealed some hidden agenda.
With that in mind, Qingtan pondered briefly before looking at Leng Feng and saying softly, "Thank you for going to such lengths to find me. Qingtan is truly grateful.
"But I've lived in this plane for over twenty years. My parents and brothers are here, and I cannot bear to part with them. As for the Northern Region Leng Clan, please tell my patriarch uncle that I will not be returning for the time being."
At Qingtan's refusal, the faces of Leng Feng and his companions immediately darkened.
They had not expected her to reject them. The Northern Region Leng Clan might not stand at the very peak of the Great Thousand World, but it was the hegemon of an entire region. How could a mere lower plane compare?
Even a fool would know which side to choose. Yet Qingtan still said no.
And judging by her composed, cool demeanor, she was clearly no fool. That left only two possibilities: either she did not believe them, or she had already sensed something wrong.
Leng Feng's gaze grew cold. "Forgive me, Third Young Miss, but the patriarch's orders are that you must be brought back. If you refuse, we'll simply have to take you by force."
Qingtan's pretty face turned cold. By now she knew without a doubt that these three were hiding something from her.
"Even if you come from the Great Thousand World, you'll find it nothing but a fool's dream if you plan to take Qingtan away right under my nose," Lin Langtian said, eyes narrowing.
"Hmph. Brat, you're just a newly advanced Supreme. In this little lower plane, I suppose that makes you the strongest, doesn't it? Truly a frog at the bottom of a well. The Northern Region Leng Clan is far beyond the likes of you."
Leng Feng snorted coldly, disdain plain in his voice.
To him, a common First‑Grade Supreme was nothing more than an ant.
"I already said that no one takes Qingtan away before my eyes. Not even your so‑called Northern Region Leng Clan."
Lin Langtian's tone remained level, but now it rang with overwhelming authority, as though heaven and earth themselves were resonating.
He reached out his hand, and endless chaotic light burst forth, gathering in the air above Leng Feng and the others into a vast, luminous embryo.
It pulsed faintly, and with each pulse, it was as though the hearts of every living being in the world beat in unison.
The world seemed to twist. Leng Feng and his fellows felt the space around them shift, and when they came to their senses, they found themselves inside the Plane Seed itself.
"The Plane Seed… this plane really has birthed a Plane Master?!"
Staring at the glowing embryo, Leng Feng could not hide the greed and astonishment in his eyes. He had already half suspected it, but it was another matter altogether to see it face‑to‑face.
He soon let out a cold snort. Being Plane Master did not mean invincibility. It only granted certain advantages. As a Fifth‑Grade Supreme, he had no reason to fear a First‑Grade Supreme.
"Brat, I hail from the Northern Region Leng Clan. As a mere lower‑plane native, you have no idea what power stands behind me.
"But before you die, I'll at least show you the true might of a Supreme Dharmic Body!"
Boom!
Vast spiritual power surged forth, shrouding the sky. Frost‑white spiritual energy roiled around Leng Feng and then condensed into a titanic, frost‑white silhouette nearly a thousand feet tall that punched straight through the Plane Seed's constraints.
In the next moment, Leng Feng emerged back into the open air, encased entirely within the towering figure radiating an icy aura like a walking ice giant descending from the heavens.
The temperature of the world plummeted.
"Frost Dharmic Body!"
The frost‑white giant loomed between heaven and earth, as if intent on freezing the land itself. A storm of indescribable cold fury swept across the sky.
Leng Feng's own figure had disappeared completely within the Dharmic Body. Once a Supreme Dharmic Body was fully activated, it formed a perfect shield that even the Plane Seed could not easily invade.
Supreme Dharmic Bodies were peerless tools of both offense and defense, which was why every Supreme in the Great Thousand World pursued them so desperately.
The giant's eyes slowly opened, icy mist swirling within, and Leng Feng's voice, laced with killing intent, boomed out:
"Little ant of a lower plane, do you finally understand despair?"
For a Supreme, the augmentation from a Dharmic Body was simply too great. It was the very foundation of a Supreme's combat power.
His own Supreme Dharmic Body was called the Frost Dharmic Body, ranked ninety‑eighth among the ninety‑nine Supreme Dharmic Bodies.
Though near the bottom of the list, anyone who underestimated it was a fool.
Any Dharmic Body that could make it onto that list possessed frightening power. Every clan and sect guarded their Dharmic Body techniques as their most sacred secrets.
Most Supremes had to make do with ordinary Dharmic Bodies.
Some could do no better than condensing a Dharmic Body from raw spiritual power alone, without any special qualities whatsoever.
By contrast, the Frost Dharmic Body required not only spiritual power but also the Leng Clan's own Shacrystal to cultivate. Only after fusing the two could it be formed.
He had received this technique as a reward for great contributions to the clan.
Rumor had it that the strongest Dharmic Bodies on the list had the terrifying ability to fight opponents far above their level.
From Leng Feng's perspective, a lower‑plane native like Lin Langtian could not possibly have had any chance to cultivate a Supreme Dharmic Body.
The outcome of this battle was already set in stone.
"The Frost Dharmic Body, hm…"
Lin Langtian looked up, his gaze solemn as he studied the frost‑white colossus towering over the land.
Coming from a powerful clan, Leng Feng did indeed possess strength beyond that of the Demonic Emperor.
With such a Dharmic Body, even as Plane Master, Lin Langtian could not suppress him easily. The Tianxuan Continent's Plane Seed was still newly born and far from as formidable as he might have wished.
"Allow me to show you country bumpkins what the power of a Supreme Dharmic Body truly looks like!"
Leng Feng's cold shout rang out. The Frost Dharmic Body extended a massive hand, and a frost‑white finger pointed down through the air.
Boom!
As the finger descended, space twisted violently. A frost‑white beam hundreds of feet thick shot forth.
The beam shone like a pillar of crystal ice, cold mist billowing from its surface.
With a mere casual gesture, Leng Feng had unleashed something far mightier than the Demonic Emperor's full‑force attacks back then.
Such was the power of a ranked Supreme Dharmic Body, even one as "low" as ninety‑eighth.
Lin Langtian looked up at the incoming icy pillar and exhaled lightly, a glint of fighting spirit in his eyes.
His robes billowed without wind, fluttering about him as his expression sharpened to a razor's edge.
He waved his sleeve, and behind him space twisted as endless chaotic radiance erupted forth. A dazzling stream of chaos swept out and crashed head‑on into the frost‑white beam.
Boom!
The collision unleashed a deafening roar as an energy storm ripped outward. Even a thousand miles from Lin City, the ground split open into jagged fissures.
In the sky, Lin Langtian still stood unbroken in the wind, his body shrouded in resplendent chaotic light.
"Oh? You actually blocked my Frost Spiritual Light?"
A hint of surprise flashed in the Frost Dharmic Body's icy eyes.
"But even with plane power to support you, how long can you last?" Leng Feng sneered.
Before his words had even faded, Lin Langtian's figure blurred and shot into the air, appearing in front of the frost‑white giant in the blink of an eye.
"I won't just block your Frost Spiritual Light. I'll shatter that Frost Dharmic Body of yours!"
In the next instant, a sea of black radiance burst out behind Lin Langtian. The radiance condensed and swelled rapidly, forming a hundred‑foot‑tall black silhouette towering into the sky like some primordial demon beast.
It was his Supreme Demonic Body.
With a thought, Lin Langtian brought his hands together. The Supreme Demonic Body lunged forward, slamming down at the Frost Dharmic Body without hesitation.
The sheer force of the impact tore tiny cracks through the fabric of space.
With his current power, bolstered by his status as Plane Master, Lin Langtian's might had reached terrifying heights.
"You actually have a Supreme Dharmic Body as well?"
Leng Feng's face paled as he saw the black giant behind Lin Langtian. Strange as that silhouette was, it clearly belonged to the same class as his own Frost Dharmic Body.
There was no time for further shock. Seeing the Supreme Demonic Body rushing in, he gave a cold snort.
"Hmph!"
The frost‑white giant let out a chilling hum as its massive fist clenched and a deluge of cold mist surged forth, coalescing into an enormous ice spear.
The spear ripped through the sky with boundless frost, colliding head‑on with the Supreme Demonic Body.
Clang!
The clash rang out like the strike of metal against metal, the sound reverberating like thunder as shockwaves rolled across the heavens, whipping up a furious storm.
Lin Dong and Ying Huanhuan both blanched at the sight. Who would have thought that the shockwaves from just a single clash would be so frightening?
Thinking of the city beneath their feet, they hastily surged their yuan power and pushed back the onrushing waves. Only after exhausting themselves did they finally manage to contain the backlash.
Then they looked up again, faces tense as they watched the ongoing battle.
In the sky, Lin Langtian was forced back several steps, each footfall making the surrounding air explode.
At the same time, the frost‑white giant staggered back a step as well, stamping a mountain flat beneath its feet.
Leng Feng's Dharmic Body now radiated an even colder fury. He stomped down and the earth froze in an instant as his colossal form shot forward like a bolt of lightning.
Frosty mist rolled across the sky like a tide.
Clearly, he had decided to fully unleash the power of the Frost Dharmic Body.
Lin Langtian's resistance had roused his ire.
"Despicable lower‑plane insects… very well. You've succeeded in angering me. As punishment, everyone in this plane will be demoted to a hundred years of slavery to the Northern Region Leng Clan!"
(END CHAPTER)
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