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

”What? Is this boy truly the external helper invited by the Wind Branch?”

Lin Langtian’s calm voice resonated across the heavens, instantly causing an uproar. Countless members of the Seven Malefic Black Golden Crow Clan wore stunned expressions, astonishment filling their eyes.

”This human youth is actually the sworn brother of that sinner’s son?”

”He’s only at the peak Death Profound Stage; with such weak strength, he dares to interfere in our Seven Malefic Black Golden Crow Clan’s Battle of Branches? He’s courting death!”

”Haha, the Wind Branch has truly become desperate, inviting such a weak outsider.”

Whispers of ridicule erupted throughout the clan as many clansmen stared at Lin Langtian mockingly. They simply couldn’t understand why the Wind Branch would place their hopes on a mere Death Profound Stage human. Had the Wind Branch already given up?

On another peak, Kun Jian stared at Lin Langtian, his eyes flickering with complicated emotions. He muttered softly, ”So this kid is really joining the Seven Malefic Black Golden Crow Clan’s internal battle. Interesting... There’s definitely going to be a good show coming.”

Out of everyone present, Kun Jian undoubtedly had the clearest understanding of Lin Langtian’s strength. After all, Lin Langtian had forcibly shattered his Flaming Kunpeng Armor earlier. Such terrifying means still lingered vividly in Kun Jian’s mind.

At this moment, Grand Elder Wu Qian narrowed his murky old eyes slightly, observing Lin Langtian carefully. Although Lin Langtian appeared to possess merely peak Death Profound Stage strength, Wu Qian, who had lived for countless years, did not dare to underestimate him lightly.

”You’re truly the external helper invited by the Wind Branch?” Wu Qian asked solemnly.

”Grand Elder, Lin Langtian is indeed our Wind Branch’s external helper,” Wu Xuan stepped forward respectfully, a flicker of hope appearing in his eyes. ”According to the rules, if our external helper wins one round, our branch retains this seat.”

Wu Qian pondered momentarily, then nodded slowly. ”Indeed, this aligns with our clan’s rules. But remember, your external helper must secure victory; otherwise, your Wind Branch will still lose one seat and become a sub-branch.”

Wu Xuan pressed his lips together, turning his gaze expectantly towards Lin Langtian.

Lin Langtian stood proudly, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression serene as he spoke, ”Since the rules are clear, let us continue this Battle of Branches.”

Wu Qian deeply regarded Lin Langtian but said nothing further, nodding gently.

If Lin Langtian could secure victory, he would spare the Wind Branch from losing its position, something Wu Qian secretly hoped for. After all, the Wind Branch had once been the most glorious branch of the Seven Malefic Black Golden Crow Clan, witnessing its countless peaks. Not to mention, Jinwu, possessing the Nine Malefic Black Golden Crow bloodline, was from this branch—his significance wasn’t to be underestimated.

”Thank you for your fairness, Grand Elder,” Lin Langtian bowed respectfully.

With that, Lin Langtian’s figure flashed forward, descending directly onto the white jade platform occupied by the Fire Branch’s elder, Wu Yan, amidst countless astonished gazes.

Lin Langtian stared calmly at Wu Yan, his voice indifferent yet clearly provocative, ”Bullying an elderly person is hardly impressive. If you truly have strength, why don’t you try your hand against me?”

Lin Langtian’s sudden arrival and provocative words immediately ignited chaos among the onlookers.

”What? He’s challenging Elder Wu Yan of the Fire Branch directly?”

”This kid is utterly arrogant. Elder Wu Yan is a powerful expert even among Samsara Stage cultivators. How can a mere Death Profound Stage cultivator challenge him?”

”Truly young and fearless; does he think himself capable of swallowing the heavens?”

While countless whispers echoed disbelief, even the Wind Branch elders were stunned. After all, one of their Samsara Stage elders had just lost to Wu Yan. Although they understood Lin Langtian’s intention to defend their dignity, doubts about his strength lingered heavily.

Fire Branch Chief Wu Yan glanced disdainfully at Lin Langtian, coldly remarking, ”The Wind Branch is truly declining, unable even to invite a Samsara Stage external helper...”

Wu Yan himself sneered mockingly, ”I didn’t expect the Wind Branch to be this desperate. In other parts of the Great Xuan Continent, your cultivation might earn respect, but here, in the Seven Malefic Black Golden Crow Clan, you are merely an insignificant ant.”

Yet Lin Langtian seemed not to hear Wu Yan’s ridicule, his gaze deep and unfathomable. ”So your strength amounts to bullying old men?”

”You insolent brat! I’ll teach you today that words come at a price!” Wu Yan roared furiously.

”Is that so? Then I’d love to see what price you can exact,” Lin Langtian replied serenely.

”Seeking death!”

Wu Yan exploded with anger, the vast power of a Samsara Stage expert erupting instantly. The sturdy white jade platform beneath cracked under his powerful stomp as Wu Yan surged forth like a phantom.

Black-and-white Life and Death Qi spiraled, rapidly forming a massive flaming black fist several thousand feet wide, radiating overwhelming heat and power.

”Heaven Flame Crow Fist!”

Wu Yan had immediately unleashed his strongest technique, intent on swiftly ending the battle. Observers gasped—this technique had just overwhelmed the powerful Elder Wu Pan; using it against Lin Langtian was akin to slaughtering a chicken with a butcher’s blade.

All eyes filled with pity, anticipating Lin Langtian’s immediate death.

Jinwu watched anxiously, quietly murmuring, ”Brother, please be careful...”

Facing Wu Yan’s fierce attack, Lin Langtian remained composed. ”Since you’ve used your specialty, I’ll also let you taste mine.”

He calmly closed his eyes, his hands forming mysterious, ancient seals. Suddenly, faint emerald-green energy bloomed from his palms, quickly spreading outward in vast green ripples.

No one immediately recognized the significance, only noticing the countless towering Yuan Trees in the surroundings vibrating subtly, resonating in response.

This technique was precisely the legendary Third Stage of the Wood Emperor Transformation!

Immense green ripples surged outwards from Lin Langtian, enveloping the entire Black Crow Realm. Initially, spectators felt no extraordinary power, but gradually, subtle tremors filled the entire realm.

Kun Jian’s eyes widened in alarm, looking toward the dense forests below. ”This fluctuation...”

Suddenly, the trembling intensified. Everyone saw dazzling green radiance erupting from the vast forested sea below, releasing a boundless, vibrant Yuan Power.

”What is happening? How can such massive Yuan Power suddenly emerge?”

”The source... it’s the Yuan Trees!”

Shock filled the spectators. While these ancient Yuan Trees contained enormous Yuan Power, even Samsara Stage experts struggled greatly to harness such energy. Yet here stood Lin Langtian, a mere Death Profound Stage cultivator, effortlessly drawing forth these vast reserves!

Lin Langtian ignored the commotion, his hands rapidly forming increasingly intricate seals, excitement dancing subtly across his features.

The Third Stage of the Wood Emperor Transformation had eluded him for years, not due to talent limitations, but because he lacked the essential Yuan Trees. Now, surrounded by countless ancient Yuan Trees in the Black Crow Realm, Lin Langtian could finally break through this long-standing barrier.

As his seals grew faster, the forests below trembled violently. Lin Langtian abruptly opened his eyes, now radiant with emerald-green brilliance, his voice resonating sharply:

”Wood Emperor Transformation, Third Stage!”

Lin Langtian pressed his palm downward.

Immediately, the forest exploded in dazzling green brilliance. Immense waves of Yuan Power surged into the sky, forming a vast emerald ocean beneath Lin Langtian’s feet.

Wu Yan’s expression grew grim, realizing the terrifying strength behind Lin Langtian’s actions. Unwilling to retreat, he intensified his flaming fist, determined to suppress Lin Langtian’s unexpected technique.

Yet Lin Langtian remained utterly calm, extending a single slender finger downward with casual ease, softly speaking:

”Spiritual Sea Impact.”

His gentle voice carried terrifying implications.

BOOM!

The immense ocean of vibrant Yuan Power roared upward, forming a colossal tsunami surging forth like an unstoppable force of nature. It crashed downward overwhelmingly, directly colliding with Wu Yan’s flaming black fist.

The impact was earth-shattering, reverberating through the skies, shocking countless experts into speechless awe.

This battle, far exceeding expectations, had instantly overturned everyone’s perceptions of Lin Langtian.

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