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

With Lin Langtian’s full activation of the Demon Seed, an overwhelming black demonic aura erupted around him like a volcanic explosion, filling the air with a terrifying force. His robes, now dark as night and etched with mysterious runes, bore the image of a sinister eye radiating dark power on the back.

The transformation in Lin Langtian’s appearance was striking. His once noble, refined bearing shifted dramatically—his dark golden eyes now gleamed with a god-like ferocity, and a slight smile played at his lips, giving him the terrifying aura of a demon from the depths of hell.

”So this is the power of the Demon Seed. It’s astonishingly strong… even a bit addictive,” Lin Langtian muttered, clenching his fist as he felt the raw power coursing through him. Though the Emperor Wood Technique could also enhance his strength, this was a completely different experience.

The Emperor Wood Technique provided a direct boost in strength, elevating his Nirvana Realm power from the Seventh to the Eighth Layer. But the Demon Seed gave him more than just increased strength; it altered his very spirit. In this state, Lin Langtian felt like the ruler of the heavens and earth, as if he held absolute control over everything.

”Langtian! Snap out of it! Don’t fall under the influence of the Demon Seed!” Aunt Ling’s sharp voice sounded in his mind, snapping him out of his reverie.

Aunt Ling had been watching his transformation closely, and when she saw the shift in his demeanor—the almost entranced look on his face—she knew immediately what was happening. The foreign demonic power was creeping into his spirit. If he gave in, he would be lost to it forever.

Lin Langtian trembled, Aunt Ling’s words as cold as a dousing of icy water. His golden eyes sharpened, clear once again. ”Don’t worry, Aunt Ling. I won’t let the Demon Seed control me,” he replied, his voice calm and steady.

With his formidable willpower and the Golden Spirit Wheel as his mental anchor, Lin Langtian could resist the allure of the Demon Seed’s power. Aunt Ling breathed a sigh of relief. ”Good, then finish this quickly. If any powerful cultivators are alerted to this fight, things will get far more complicated.”

Lin Langtian nodded. He was not yet prepared to reveal his use of demonic power publicly. He turned his gaze to Mùkū, his dark golden eyes gleaming with an ominous intent.

At the sight of Lin Langtian’s demonic form—cloaked in a black robe, emanating a powerful aura—Mùkū was visibly stunned. Fear flickered across his face, his mind reeling. How could Lin Langtian have gained such monstrous power?

”Impossible!” Mùkū finally exclaimed, his voice trembling as though he’d seen a ghost.

Lin Langtian’s gaze locked onto Mùkū, his lips curving into a cold smile. ”Old scoundrel, you thought you could trap me? Today, you’ll learn the cost of crossing me.”

Mùkū’s voice was laced with fury and frustration. ”Don’t be so smug, boy. Whatever strange power you’ve summoned, you’re a fool if you think it can stand against me.” His voice rumbled with suppressed rage, his presence pressing down like a crushing wave.

”Let’s find out,” Lin Langtian sneered, his demonic robe billowing with power.

In a flash, Lin Langtian ascended into the sky, positioning himself to face Mùkū. Their powers collided in the air, two titanic forces clashing like waves in a storm.

Though Mùkū was a Life Transformation Realm cultivator, Lin Langtian’s demonic energy now rivaled him.

Boom!

The skies roared as they collided, each strike and counterstrike generating waves of power that rumbled like thunder across the heavens. Mùkū narrowed his eyes, realizing Lin Langtian’s strange power was no ordinary energy; it defied both spiritual and elemental norms.

”What kind of power is this?” Mùkū demanded, shock and wariness coloring his tone.

Lin Langtian’s eyes narrowed slightly. Though Mùkū was the Deputy Head of the Wood Division, he had no knowledge of demonic power.

”Enough talk,” Lin Langtian replied, his arms stretching wide as dark mist surged from his body. ”This is the power that will kill you!”

He clenched his fists, his black aura twisting around him like an ominous sea of shadows. Mùkū’s gaze hardened, fully realizing now that he was in for a real fight.

Lin Langtian’s figure blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he closed the distance. Mùkū responded with a powerful strike, his fist engulfed in a surge of energy that could shatter mountains. But Lin Langtian met it head-on, his fist cloaked in dark energy, radiating the cold essence of a bottomless abyss.

Boom!

The impact of their strikes sent shockwaves across the landscape, instantly pulverizing the surrounding rocks into dust. Both combatants recoiled, forced back several paces by the force of their collision.

Mùkū’s eyes gleamed with newfound seriousness. He now saw that Lin Langtian’s power was nothing short of lethal. In their clash, Mùkū had felt something he’d never encountered—a bizarre, fearsome energy that was neither spiritual nor elemental.

”What are you?” Mùkū’s voice was a mix of frustration and fear, recognizing that he was up against an unknown force.

”This…” Lin Langtian’s tone was cold as his gaze sharpened, ”is the power that will be your end!”

”Such arrogance!” Mùkū’s expression darkened. As the Wood Division’s Deputy Head and a Life Transformation Realm powerhouse, he couldn’t afford the humiliation of losing to someone so young.

Taking a determined step forward, Mùkū unleashed a storm of energy that rolled out like a raging tempest, making the very air tremble as his Life Transformation Realm power flooded the sky.

Clenching his fists, Mùkū gathered energy, his voice echoing as he unleashed his attack: ”Wood King Fist!”

With each strike, Mùkū’s blows turned into swirling green energy spheres, filling the sky with their eerie glow. Within moments, the entire sky was ablaze with his fierce, ghostly green attacks, all rushing toward Lin Langtian.

Each of these orbs held the power to heavily injure even a seasoned Ninth Layer Nirvana Realm cultivator. Combined, their destructive force was overwhelming.

Lin Langtian observed the encroaching storm of green energy around him, his dark golden eyes gleaming. With a deft push off the ground, he shot forward at blinding speed.

Swish! Swish!

Demonic black energy flared around Lin Langtian as his figure blurred, leaving afterimages in his wake as he danced effortlessly through the barrage of green energy orbs.

”Such speed!” Mùkū’s eyes widened, startled. This eerie energy not only boosted Lin Langtian’s power but also made him shockingly fast.

Lin Langtian finally emerged from the barrage of green energy, his fingers raised, dark golden eyes glinting coldly. His fingers released a chilling black beam, slicing through the air with deadly precision toward Mùkū.

”Take this!”

Lin Langtian’s voice echoed as he released the dark energy, sending it tearing through the sky. Mùkū’s eyes narrowed as he raised a hand, taking aim at the incoming beam with grim determination.

”Hmph!” Mùkū’s voice rumbled as he lifted his arm and delivered a slow, powerful punch, summoning a hundred-foot-tall apparition of a wood god that surged forward in defense.

Boom!

The two attacks collided midair, generating shockwaves that rippled across the battlefield, stirring up a fierce storm.

”You’re better than I thought,” Mùkū snarled, his face twisting into a sneer. ”But let’s see how many of my attacks you can withstand!”

Mùkū’s withered arms expanded, muscles bulging as his fists struck with immense power. His body radiated an aura of dense wood energy as he unleashed a deadly series of punches from the massive wood god apparition, each blow hurtling toward Lin Langtian.

Lin Langtian’s face showed no fear. His fingers glowed with an eerie black energy, twisted and potent, as he responded with his own attacks, firing streams of dark, razor-sharp energy to counter Mùkū’s assault.

Their strikes collided in midair, and waves of energy exploded outward. The very ground beneath them fractured, and mountain cliffs shattered, sending rocks tumbling down as the earth quaked.

After minutes of fierce combat, both figures became visible again as the dust began to settle. Mùkū breathed heavily, his arms trembling slightly from the intensity of the battle. He narrowed his gaze, noting with frustration that Lin Langtian had managed to withstand the barrage.

Mùkū’s face contorted with anger. He hadn’t anticipated Lin Langtian’s strength to be this formidable. However, Mùkū wasn’t finished yet.

Lin Langtian watched as Mùkū took a deep breath, his face growing solemn. Mùkū’s hands formed an intricate seal, and a new aura emanated from him, heavy and oppressive.

”Lin Langtian, after years of cultivation, I have finally perfected the Wood Spirit Art. Today, you’ll serve as the ideal test subject!”

With these words, Mùkū’s body was engulfed in a ghostly green light that surged forth, merging with the wood god apparition. Suddenly, countless gigantic arms sprouted from the figure’s back, each one towering and imposing. In mere moments, the wood god had transformed into a thousand-armed colossus, radiating an aura so intense it warped the air around it.

”Wood Spirit Art: Thousand-Armed Wood God!”

Lin Langtian’s expression grew serious as he witnessed this transformation. The colossal figure, with its countless arms, blotted out the sky. Each hand glowed with power, radiating an overwhelming pressure that compressed the air, causing the ground below to crack and crumble.

The thousand-armed wood god rose high, and with a gesture from Mùkū, it moved, casting a shadow over Lin Langtian as it prepared to unleash its devastating power.

Seeing the shadow looming over him, Lin Langtian’s gaze hardened, and he quickly began to form seals with his own hands.

Boom!

From his body erupted a dark, sinister energy that engulfed him, filling the air with waves of demonic energy.

”Swallowing Demon Phantom!”

With a loud roar, Lin Langtian channeled his power. His eyes glowed with a dark, malevolent light, and the very fabric of space behind him seemed to tear open. Emerging from the void came a massive, faceless demon with a single dark golden eye on its forehead, exuding an intense, oppressive presence.

The faceless demon loomed ominously as it took form, ready to challenge the thousand-armed wood god in an epic clash of monstrous power.

(Chapter ends)

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