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

”Patriarch, please lend your strength!”

Seeing himself unable to swiftly defeat Wu Ju, Kun Yuan’s face darkened, and he immediately abandoned his attempt at single-handedly overcoming his opponent. Looking toward the void, he called out loudly.

As his voice faded, a dazzling black radiance suddenly erupted, followed by the resonating cry of a Kunpeng, reverberating throughout the heavens.

Boom!

The space above Kun Yuan abruptly shattered, revealing a tall, middle-aged man dressed in extravagant purple robes. His appearance exuded imperial majesty, as though an emperor descended upon the mortal realm, noble and imposing beyond words.

Upon seeing this figure, Lin Langtian’s expression immediately turned serious, sensing a threat no less intense than when he’d once encountered Qing Zhi.

Undoubtedly, within the Kunpeng Clan, possessing such formidable power and status, the person before him could only be the legendary Kunpeng Clan Patriarch—Kun Qiong.

”Kun Jian greets the Patriarch!” Upon seeing the figure, Kun Jian quickly descended, respectfully saluting the man with deep reverence.

”Father.” Beside Kun Jian, the silver-haired young woman in a crimson robe approached, offering Kun Qiong a gentle, radiant smile.

”Hehe, so it’s Ling’er.” Kun Qiong smiled faintly in response. Despite his formidable status, there was no obvious oppressive aura emanating from him. However, one glance at his eyes would reveal depths resembling an infinite cosmos, unfathomable and imposing.

This intangible yet terrifying majesty embodied the true might of the Kunpeng Clan Patriarch.

”I assume this is why the Great Elder summoned me here,” Kun Qiong spoke casually, turning his gaze toward Wu Ju. ”It’s been decades. You’ve already reached the realm touching upon reincarnation. No wonder Ling’er chose you back then, forsaking countless talents in our clan to elope with you. It seems your growth has been exceptionally rapid.”

Though his tone seemed indifferent, Lin Langtian easily caught a faint bitterness in Kun Qiong’s words.

”Could it be…?” Lin Langtian quietly glanced back and forth between Wu Ju and Kun Qiong, quickly understanding the subtle undertone.

Were these two rivals in love?

With that realization, Lin Langtian’s lips curved slightly. To simultaneously attract the affections of the two top experts from both the Seven Evil Black Golden Crow Clan and the Kunpeng Clan, Jin Wu’s mother must have truly been extraordinary.

Meanwhile, under Kun Qiong’s gaze, even the powerful Samsara-stage experts present felt their Yuan energy slow and stagnate.

”Reincarnation Realm…”

Some experts exchanged uneasy glances, finally uttering these words in shaky, almost fearful tones.

Only a pinnacle expert at the true Reincarnation Realm could so effortlessly suppress Samsara-stage experts. Merely mentioning these three words required enormous courage.

In this world, a Samsara-stage expert could already dominate entire regions. The Reincarnation Realm, however, represented the absolute pinnacle, beings so powerful they were akin to gods in the eyes of most.

Now, standing right before them was precisely such a god-like figure, leaving everyone present shaken and speechless.

”Reincarnation Realm… things just got complicated,” Lin Langtian murmured, frowning slightly at Kun Qiong’s appearance. Beneath the Reincarnation Realm, all beings were mere ants—a statement far from exaggerated. Kun Qiong alone had the strength to wipe out over half of the Seven Evil Black Golden Crow Clan effortlessly.

”So, it’s you, Kun Qiong. After all these years, you’ve finally stepped into the Reincarnation Realm. As expected of the Kunpeng Clan’s chosen patriarch candidate—such immense resources are certainly beyond an ordinary person’s reach.” Wu Ju remarked sarcastically, though his expression had grown notably solemn.

His words seemed complimentary, yet everyone present easily detected the hidden mockery. Wu Ju implied Kun Qiong only achieved the Reincarnation Realm due to his clan’s immense resources.

Surprisingly, Kun Qiong wasn’t angered. Instead, he responded calmly, ”You’re not entirely wrong. My clan indeed offered tremendous support for me to reach the Reincarnation Realm. However, such a breakthrough ultimately relies heavily on one’s own capabilities. Using this point to mock me only highlights your own incompetence and cowardice.”

As a patriarch of one of the Four Supreme Clans, Kun Qiong was evidently skilled at shifting conversations to his advantage with just a few words.

Lin Langtian inwardly nodded in agreement. Although Kun Qiong’s argument seemed a bit forceful, it held some truth. Lin Langtian recalled Qing Tan’s teacher, Bo Xuan, who controlled vast resources yet still perished attempting to reach the Reincarnation Realm. This proved that even with substantial backing, achieving Reincarnation was never guaranteed.

Every Reincarnation Realm powerhouse deserved respect, regardless of their origins or resources.

Seeing Kun Qiong’s composed demeanor, Wu Ju’s expression grew even darker. With a cold snort, he retorted, ”So what if you reached Reincarnation Realm first? In the end, Ling’er chose me over you!”

At the mention of Ling’er, a gentle smile unconsciously spread across Wu Ju’s face, vividly recalling the gentle beauty who had chosen to be by his side. Jin Wu and Shuang Wu, seeing their father’s gentle expression, felt a growing curiosity and yearning for their mother whom they had never met.

”Wu Ju!” Kun Qiong finally lost his composure at this provocation, his face darkening dramatically. ”Back then, if not for Ling’er pleading on your behalf, you would already be dead, unable to speak such insolent words! Your escape today has broken our clans’ agreement. According to the pact, I have the right to execute you immediately—and this time, no one will plead mercy for you!”

The past incident clearly haunted Kun Qiong, his calm veneer finally shattered, revealing a deeply buried resentment. No matter his current status, Ling’er remained a sensitive wound in his heart.

”Hmph! Then let’s fight again! We never settled the score back then—let today determine who’s stronger!” Wu Ju roared defiantly. Despite facing a true Reincarnation Realm expert, he refused to back down.

Boom!

Massive waves of Yuan energy swept forth as Wu Ju’s body trembled, revealing enormous, thousand-meter black-golden wings behind him. With every flap, devastating black-golden hurricanes formed, twisting and shredding the surrounding space.

Grasping the hurricane like a spear, Wu Ju charged Kun Qiong with unstoppable momentum, tearing through space.

Kun Qiong stood unmoving until the last moment, finally stepping back slightly. He grasped a simple black blade, drawing and slashing outward in a calm motion.

Swish!

As Kun Qiong’s blade sliced through, the skies dimmed momentarily. Two figures flashed past each other in an instant. After a brief silence, the violent energy suddenly froze, then shattered.

Crack!

Kun Qiong calmly sheathed his blade. Behind him, Wu Ju’s body trembled violently. The massive hurricane shattered into pieces as a deep wound burst open across his chest, blood pouring forth.

Boom!

Astonishment filled Wu Ju’s eyes as he staggered backward, desperately stabilizing himself hundreds of meters away, looking thoroughly defeated and wretched.

Witnessing this, all spectators felt chills running down their spines. A mighty expert touching upon reincarnation had been gravely wounded by a single strike!

”What a terrifying blade technique!”

Elder Wu Qian and the Seven Evil Black Golden Crow Clan experts paled visibly, deeply shaken by this shocking scene. Only a true Reincarnation Realm expert could display such overwhelming dominance.

Kun Qiong truly deserved his reputation.

Wu Ju coughed blood, realizing how hopeless his situation had become. The gap between the Samsara stage and true Reincarnation Realm was like an insurmountable chasm.

”You’ve lost,” Kun Qiong said calmly.

”I only lagged behind one step. Had I advanced to the Reincarnation Realm as well, our fight wouldn’t have been settled so easily,” Wu Ju retorted bitterly.

”One step is still a chasm. For Ling’er’s sake, I won’t kill you, but this time, I will imprison you eternally in the Kunpeng Clan’s deepest dungeons,” Kun Qiong declared coldly, forming a black-and-white giant hand of Yuan energy, reaching toward Wu Ju.

At this crucial moment, a flash of fiery red light suddenly appeared, fiercely slicing through Kun Qiong’s powerful attack.

Boom!

The hand of Yuan energy shattered, shocking Kun Qiong, who stared at the young human appearing before him.

”Who are you?” Kun Qiong asked cautiously, scrutinizing the flaming Fengjian in Lin Langtian’s hand.

”My identity isn’t important. What matters is, Uncle Wu Ju won’t be going anywhere,” Lin Langtian replied calmly, firmly confronting Kun Qiong.

”Your strength is insufficient to intervene,” Kun Qiong sneered dismissively.

”I never said I’d act alone,” Lin Langtian replied mysteriously, forming hand seals. The sinister eye at his forehead slowly opened, releasing an eerie darkness that filled the sky.

Suddenly, a black beam tore through space, creating an enormous rift. From within, a tide of viscous demonic Qi poured out, dissolving the surrounding Yuan energy instantly.

Amid stunned silence, a formidable figure emerged from the rift, massive wings spreading behind him, covered in golden demonic patterns radiating fearsome power.

Kun Qiong’s eyes narrowed sharply. ”This is… a King-class Yimo!”

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