Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character

Lin Langtian… was actually a Spirit Symbol Master?

While both Jin Xing and Huangpu Yun were still reeling from the shock, Lin Langtian noticed Huangpu Yun’s presence and demanded coldly, ”So, you’re the one who injured the members of Lin City’s Symbol Master Association?”

Huangpu Yun flinched, his expression shifting as he stammered, ”Young Master Lin, this is all a misunderstanding! I was only sparring with the members of your association. Injuries in such matches are… inevitable.”

Realizing Lin Langtian’s symbolic strength must be formidable to have reached the seventh level, and with Jin Xing present as well, Huangpu Yun decided to deny everything.

”Oh? Then let’s have a little ’sparring’ of our own,” Lin Langtian said icily. Without further words, he raised his hands, forming a series of swift seals, and unleashed a surge of potent spiritual energy.

The power radiating from his spirit was as formidable as that of an average Spirit Symbol Master. Under Lin Langtian’s control, the energy condensed into a terrifying, three-meter-long spectral hand entwined with dark spiraling energy that radiated intense killing intent.

”Spiritual Art of the Demonic Hand!”

This was Lin Langtian’s first time using this technique in actual combat, and its effects exceeded his expectations. The Demonic Hand filled the seventh floor with a terrifyingly oppressive aura.

”Impossible! How is he unaffected by the seventh floor’s spiritual pressure?” Huangpu Yun muttered, his expression filled with dread. Both he and Jin Xing could barely move here, yet Lin Langtian wielded a powerful spiritual art with ease. Truly, it was enough to make one despair!

Huangpu Yun was unaware that Lin Langtian’s Life Symbol was refined from the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, granting it extraordinary abilities. Overwhelmed by Lin Langtian’s decisive attack, Huangpu Yun knew he couldn’t simply stand there. Gritting his teeth, he summoned a surge of his own spiritual energy in retaliation.

As a Spirit Symbol Master himself, his spiritual energy was far stronger than that of any Four-Insignia Symbol Master.

With a fierce shout, Huangpu Yun clasped his hands together, condensing his spiritual energy into a high-speed spinning spiritual disk, its edges razor-sharp and emitting a piercing whistling sound as it cut through the air.

”Go!”

With a shout, Huangpu Yun hurled the spiritual disk forward, pouring all his remaining energy into it. It collided head-on with Lin Langtian’s Demonic Hand in a thunderous explosion.

The force of the collision reverberated throughout the seventh floor, nearly causing Jin Xing to lose her balance. The two men’s spiritual energy clashed fiercely, pushing back and forth as they fought for dominance.

Lin Langtian’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He gestured, and suddenly a strange force burst from the palm of the Demonic Hand.

A subtle but relentless suction emanated from it, causing Huangpu Yun’s spiritual disk to begin disintegrating like melting snow under the scorching sun.

Absorbed by the Demonic Hand, the spiritual energy within the disk was swiftly depleted, until the disk finally vanished altogether.

”How… how can this be?” Huangpu Yun gasped, terror filling his eyes as his most powerful technique disappeared before him.

Before he could react, a horrific scream echoed through the seventh floor as the Demonic Hand, exuding an overpowering force, descended upon him.

Frozen in fear, Huangpu Yun could only watch as the hand slammed into his chest with crushing impact. His body hurtled through the air like a rag doll, slamming against the wall with a resounding thud.

A thick spray of blood burst from his mouth, leaving a dark red stain on the floor…