82. Lin Dong: "Little Marten, Help Me! "

Boom! Under Chen Xuan's careful guidance, Lin Qingtan broke through to the advanced Form Creation Stage!

[Ding! Lin Qingtan feels surprised, Emotion Points +200]

Next door, Lin Dong noticed the commotion and finally felt relieved, putting his mind at ease and fully immersing himself in his training.

A faint wisp of black energy in his eyes gradually dissipated.

[Ding! Lin Dong feels peace, Emotion Points +200]

…

The next day, with the sun high in the sky, the final battle officially began!

At the top of the vast arena, the sole massive stage drew the attention of everyone in the audience.

In mid-air, two figures stood facing each other.

Lin Dong’s stance was straight as a spear, allowing countless fiery gazes to focus on him.

Outwardly calm, he silently said to himself, "Little Marten, don’t forget to lend me your strength when the time comes!"

“Don’t worry; just say the word, and I’ll give you power. Together, taking down Lin Langtian shouldn’t be too difficult!” said Little Marten, easing Lin Dong’s nerves.

Today, he could only win; losing was not an option. Otherwise, his branch of the family would lose any chance of rising again!

Opposite him, Lin Langtian stood in mid-air, expressionless, with a chilling killing intent emanating from his body.

With a cold gaze fixed on Lin Dong, he sneered, “After over a year, you’ve only reached the initial Qi Creation Realm, yet you still dream of catching up to me? Ridiculous!”

“Don’t get too full of yourself, Lin Langtian!”

“Very well, let’s see just how big the gap between us really is!”

As Lin Langtian’s words ended, powerful energy surged from his body, forming a terrifying energy beam in his palm. The intense energy fluctuation was so fierce that even Lin Mu sensed danger.

Lin Langtian dashed toward Lin Dong with lightning speed. Taken by surprise, Lin Dong didn’t have time to dodge and was punched, sending him flying and crashing heavily onto the stage.

“Damn it, Lin Dong! We underestimated his strength—he’s actually at the advanced Manifestation Realm!” Little Marten exclaimed, shocked that Lin Langtian wasn’t at the half-step Manifestation Realm as they had thought.

Lin Dong clenched his fists in frustration. “Damn!”

[Ding! Lin Dong feels shock and frustration, Emotion Points +400]

Little Marten spoke gravely, “Right now, even if we join forces, we only have a ten percent chance of defeating him.”

“Ten percent?” Lin Dong didn’t want to let down his grandfather, father, or anyone in the Lin family back in Qingyang Town.

A faint wisp of black energy reappeared in his eyes as he bit his lip and charged at Lin Langtian, channeling all his energy into his fist, which glowed with a brilliant light.

In a ghostly motion, Lin Langtian appeared behind Lin Dong and delivered a punch with no energy fluctuation. However, in that instant…

Lin Dong, along with the air around him, was shattered by Lin Langtian’s punch!

“Bang!”

Lin Dong took the full force of the blow, crashing down like a falling meteor, landing straight on the stage once more.

With another resounding “Bang!” dust and smoke filled the arena, covering the sky.

In that instant, it felt like the entire platform was shaking.

“Dong’er!” Liu Yan shouted worriedly.

Lin Xiao furrowed his brows but didn’t make a sound, fearing he’d distract Lin Dong.

But it didn’t matter—Lin Langtian’s advantage was overwhelming.

Just by leveraging their difference in cultivation levels, without even using advanced martial arts, he was already overpowering Lin Dong.

Blow after blow, Lin Langtian’s relentless punches rained down on Lin Dong, fierce as a storm. The intensity made many spectators feel uneasy. Most thought it would be an evenly matched battle, or close to it at least. But who would’ve thought—it was a one-sided crushing!

Under countless gazes, Lin Langtian ruthlessly kicked Lin Dong, slamming him into the stage and raising a cloud of dust.

As the dust settled, Lin Dong lay there, covered in blood, looking terribly battered.

In a corner of the arena, two figures in black robes whispered to each other.

The taller one murmured excitedly, “Turns out it wasn’t a lie! That thing truly exists here!”

The shorter, stouter one tried to suppress his delight. “It seems it’s not fully activated yet.”

The tall figure chuckled sinisterly. “No need to rush. At this rate, it’s only a matter of time!”

“But I wonder if the one she values so much can live up to expectations,” the stout figure sighed.

“Don’t worry; he won’t disappoint!” the tall figure replied. “As long as we don’t end up risking our necks for nothing again.”

Then, they both focused on watching the match.

“Dong’er… Dong’er…” Under the stage, Liu Yan hid her face in Lin Xiao’s chest, unable to watch any longer.

“The gap in strength is just too big!” Lin Xiao clenched his hands, trembling.

“Brother Xiao, maybe… maybe Dong’er should surrender,” she suggested.

Before Lin Xiao could respond, Lin Zhentian interrupted, “On the stage, life and death are in fate’s hands. Surrender? Hah.”

“What are you getting at?” Lin Xiao gritted his teeth, speaking in a low tone.

“Want to know? Just wait,” Lin Zhentian smirked, offering no further explanation.

Liu Yan pleaded, “I’d trade my life for Dong’er’s and Qingtan’s.”

“You think your life is worth that much?” Lin Zhentian sneered. If it were just about revenge, Chen Xuan would’ve acted long ago. Why wait until today?

Listening to them, Lin Qingtan looked at the stage, her hands clenched, her eyes glistening.

Lin Dong’s resilience stirred something she had hidden away. She wanted to beg for mercy for him, but seeing his struggles, she couldn’t bring herself to say a word.

Chen Xuan, seeming to sense her thoughts, stepped forward and whispered to her, “If you want to beg, save it for tonight. Right now? It won’t help.”

Upon hearing this, Qingtan blushed and trembled, keeping her gaze fixed on the stage.

At that moment, Lin Langtian floated in the air, looking down on Lin Dong.

“Lin Dong, after nearly two years, this is all you’ve achieved? Truly disappointing.”

He showed no hint of hiding his intent to kill.

“Little Marten, help me!” Lin Dong, using all his remaining strength, screamed desperately in his mind.

“Yes!” Little Marten responded with determination, then channeled all his power into Lin Dong.

In an instant, Lin Dong’s strength surged from the initial Qi Creation Realm to the peak of the Manifestation Realm, elevating him an entire realm.

“Lin Langtian, you’re finished!”