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

Dazzling demonic lightning, demonic flames, demonic fire, and all kinds of elemental demonic power surged down from the Ninth Heaven.

Wherever the eight types of elemental demonic power passed, the surging tide of pitch-black demonic qi, filled with boundless evil, was devoured clean in an unstoppable, crushing sweep, like snow meeting molten lava.

In just a few breaths, that dark and sinister sky was instantly split into two opposing sides.

Opposite the colossal demonic monument, a gigantic silhouette strode through the air, all kinds of elemental demonic power coiling around it in a magnificent display.

And upon that giant’s shoulder stood a tall figure in green robes. Who could it be but Lin Langtian?

Above the Chaotic Demon Sea, countless people watched this scene, utterly dumbfounded.

”Under Elder Langtian’s feet… what is that?”

”What a terrifying behemoth. It’s actually not the least bit weaker than that demonic monument the Demonic Emperor turned into.”

”Elder Langtian is invincible! Looks like we’re saved!”

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Seeing that unimaginably huge silhouette, countless experts throughout heaven and earth were stirred up and overjoyed.

Although they did not know what exactly that shadow at Lin Langtian’s feet was, its might clearly did not lose out at all to the colossal monument the Demonic Emperor had transformed into.

”Under Brother Langtian’s feet…”

Amidst the many hushed whispers across heaven and earth, Lin Dong also stared at that enormous figure, his eyes a mixture of shock and confusion.

That mysterious giant in the sky was something even he could not see through, but he could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within it.

”Could this be… a Supreme Dharmic Body?” Ying Huanhuan gazed at that terrifying shadow, a thoughtful look flashing in her ice-blue eyes before she exclaimed softly.

As Fu Zu’s most beloved and valued little disciple, Ying Huanhuan seemed to know something.

”Supreme Dharmic Body?”

At those words, Lin Dong was taken aback, then looked at Ying Huanhuan in puzzlement, clearly completely unfamiliar with the so‑called ”Supreme Dharmic Body.”

In response to Lin Dong’s confusion, Ying Huanhuan shook her head and said, ”I’ve only seen this Supreme Dharmic Body a few times on Master’s body. It was one of his most formidable methods when battling the Demonic Emperor.

”As for exactly what the Supreme Dharmic Body is, I’m not too sure either. From the little Master mentioned, to summon it you must have reached a certain realm and also possess the corresponding cultivation method for the Dharmic Body.

”Since Lin Langtian has already reached Master’s realm, it’s no surprise he can manifest a Supreme Dharmic Body. What I don’t know is where he got the cultivation method for it.”

Hearing this, Lin Dong nodded slowly in dawning comprehension. So that massive, terrifying shadow was called a Supreme Dharmic Body—no doubt a trump‑card method unique to Ancestor Realm experts.

As for how Brother Langtian came to possess the cultivation method for the Supreme Dharmic Body, Lin Dong was curious, but then simply shook his head.

In his heart, Lin Langtian had always been synonymous with power and mystery.

If the Supreme Dharmic Body’s method appeared on someone else, it would be suspicious. But on Lin Langtian, Lin Dong now found it unsurprising.

High in the Ninth Heaven, when the Demonic Emperor saw the terrifying giant beneath Lin Langtian’s feet, his expression also changed, and his shocked voice rang across heaven and earth.

”Supreme Dharmic Body! For you, a mere native of a lower plane, to have cultivated a Supreme Dharmic Body from the Great Thousand World?

”And why does that Supreme Dharmic Body of yours resemble an extraterritorial demonic idol as well? Brat, just where did you obtain this cultivation method?!”

Experts of the Great Thousand World could cultivate Supreme Dharmic Bodies, while the extraterritorial evil races possessed their own Demonic Idols. Though their names differed, they served much the same purpose.

Yet the giant beneath Lin Langtian’s feet possessed both the awe of a Supreme Dharmic Body and the traits of a Demonic Idol of the evil races. It was truly bizarre.

At this, Lin Langtian only gave a faint smile, saying nothing as he sat cross‑legged upon the shoulder of the Supreme Demon Icon.

Two months earlier, Lin Langtian had found the Plane Seed and gained its acknowledgement. By borrowing that vast source power, he had broken through to the Ancestor Realm in one stroke, entering the Supreme Realm.

But due to the demonic power within his body, the Plane Seed had harbored some doubts and refused to fully recognize him as master. Thus, Lin Langtian had not obtained the identity of Plane Master.

Without the Plane Master’s blessing, utterly eradicating the Demonic Emperor would be extremely difficult for Lin Langtian, and he might even follow in Fu Zu’s tragic footsteps.

At that time, Aunt Ling had given him a method—cultivate a Supreme Dharmic Body.

With the power of a Supreme Dharmic Body, he could suppress the Demonic Emperor.

The Supreme Dharmic Body cultivation method Aunt Ling provided was no ordinary thing either. Among the ninety‑nine Supreme Dharmic Bodies of the Great Thousand World, it was ranked ninety‑third.

But to Lin Langtian, that ranking was still too low. With his ambition, only those ranked in the top twenty—or even the five Original Dharmic Bodies—were worthy of his attention.

Still, this was an emergency. He would first cultivate this Supreme Dharmic Body to suppress the Demonic Emperor, and if need be, he could discard it later and cultivate another.

Just as Lin Langtian was about to begin cultivating the method Aunt Ling had given him, a streak of black‑gold light shot out from within the Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror and burrowed into his mind.

That mysterious black‑gold light contained the cultivation method for the Supreme Demon Icon now beneath his feet.

As the name suggested, this Supreme Demon Icon combined the Supreme Dharmic Body of the Great Thousand World and the Demonic Idol of the extraterritorial evil races, allowing it to simultaneously accommodate yuan power and demonic qi.

This had greatly surprised Lin Langtian, and without the slightest hesitation, he abandoned the ninety‑third‑ranked Supreme Dharmic Body Aunt Ling had given him and switched to cultivating this mysterious Supreme Demon Icon.

He faintly sensed that the potential of this Supreme Demon Icon definitely would not fall short of the five Original Supreme Dharmic Bodies.

”You think you can defeat this emperor with just that Supreme Dharmic Body? How laughable!”

Murderous intent surged from the colossal demonic monument, and the Demonic Emperor’s icy voice echoed through the world.

Boom!

A tide of demonic radiance erupted again. From within the monument, countless massive pitch‑black pillars of demonic power spewed forth like black molten slurry.

”Primordial Demon Monument, Annihilation Demon Sword!”

Those viscous demonic pillars frenziedly fused together to form a colossal pitch‑black demonic sword tens of thousands of feet long.

Viscous demonic power flowed down the surface of that giant sword like creeks of black slime.

Swoosh!

That Annihilation Demon Sword twisted and writhed like an evil god, emanating a terrifying aura that could slay gods and Buddhas alike.

In the next breath, the massive demonic sword sliced down with a swish, carrying overwhelming momentum as it hacked toward the Supreme Demon Icon under Lin Langtian’s feet.

Buzz!

Just as the sword was about to strike, a gigantic hand wreathed in eight elemental demonic powers reached out from the void and grabbed the blade in its grasp.

Hiss, hiss.

The enormous hand clenched down. The sword shattered instantly, demonic power bursting out before being reduced to nothingness.

An uproar!

Countless people throughout heaven and earth cried out in delight, never having imagined that such a terrifying strike from the Demonic Emperor would be casually stopped by Lin Langtian.

”Impossible!”

The Demonic Emperor himself could not help but roar in disbelief. That sword had been something even Fu Zu could not withstand back then—yet now, Lin Langtian’s Supreme Demon Icon had crushed it in one hand.

The Supreme Demon Icon that Lin Langtian controlled was wreathed in demonic flames and demonic ice in its eyes, its gaze filled with cold indifference as it looked toward the Demonic Emperor like one would gaze down at an ant.

Once he truly drove the Supreme Demon Icon, Lin Langtian could feel the power within him surging to the heavens, far surpassing that of the Demonic Emperor at this moment.

The Supreme Demon Icon was indeed worthy of having come from the Golden Spirit Wheel Mirror. Its ability to fuse yuan power and demonic qi made it unimaginably frightening.

Boom!

With a cold look, Lin Langtian clenched the giant fist and punched out.

Within that punch, eight elemental demonic powers—demonic flame, demonic lightning, demonic ice, and more—blossomed in unison.

The fist, like a condensation of every force in this world, tore through space in an instant and appeared before the colossal monument, then smashed into it fiercely.

The Demonic Emperor could only meet it head‑on with the monument’s body. At the moment of impact, he felt an unimaginably terrifying power erupt.

Boom!

A deep rumble echoed through the sky as the entire demonic monument was driven back step by step.

”Demonic Emperor, this is our world. Shatter!”

A sharp, boundless light flashed in Lin Langtian’s eyes as the Supreme Demon Icon’s fist spewed forth a vast, overwhelming force.

Bang, bang, bang!

Countless evil eyes embedded in the monument exploded one after another, their shrill screams ringing out.

Everyone stared in stunned silence at this sudden reversal.

Boom!

Cracks spread across the monument, and then it exploded completely. The Demonic Emperor’s body shuddered violently.

He stared at the massive silhouette before him, a look of horror finally flooding his eyes.

”What a terrifying Supreme Dharmic Body. Even in the Great Thousand World, this would rank at least in the top fifty!”

Grinding his teeth, the Demonic Emperor’s face twisted with resentment. But even so, he remained decisive. In the face of Lin Langtian’s current might, he was completely outmatched.

In a flash of thought, his body blurred as he tried to flee through the still‑unhealed fissure between planes.

Swoosh!

But just as he moved, he felt a jolt of terror as a massive hand ghosted in and clamped down around him.

”Lin Langtian, let me go and I swear I’ll never invade your plane again!”

At that moment, the Demonic Emperor finally felt mortal danger.

Not even when Fu Zu had burned his Samsara Wheels had he felt such a threat.

Lin Langtian’s gaze was ice‑cold as he looked upon him. A faintly mocking smile tugged at his lips—so this was the so‑called mighty Demonic Emperor, just another coward clinging to life.

”Die.”

His low voice rolled from his lips like endless thunder, reverberating through the heavens. The giant hand tightened like a cursed ring around the Demonic Emperor.

Terrifying demonic lightning, demonic flames, demonic ice, and other destructive forces bombarded the Demonic Emperor’s body, drawing howls of agony.

His gigantic body rapidly shrank as the viscous demonic qi around him dissipated at an astonishing speed.

”Your invasion has plunged this world into calamity for ages. Today, you will repay it with your life.”

Lin Langtian’s hand clenched sharply. The Demonic Emperor’s massive body shrank swiftly until it was only palm‑sized, then fell slowly into his grasp.

With a thought, the Demon Suppressing Tower shot out and swallowed the shrunken Demonic Emperor into its depths.

The Demonic Emperor’s vitality was staggeringly tenacious. Even for Lin Langtian to fully kill him would take years—but that was time Lin Langtian could well afford.

Moreover, the Demonic Emperor’s power was immense. If it could be fully absorbed, the Eight Heavenly Demons would advance to an even higher level.

Thus, the demonic calamity that had plagued this world for thousands of years was finally eradicated once and for all.

Across heaven and earth, countless people trembled with emotion as they watched this scene.

That figure of destruction which had once driven them to utter despair and crushed their hopes… had finally been subdued.

Lin Dong, Ying Huanhuan, and Ling Qingzhu could not restrain the joy spreading across their faces.

They had waited far too long for this day.

Lin Langtian stretched lazily and, with a thought, dispelled the Supreme Demon Icon. Now that the Demonic Emperor had been eliminated, his taut nerves could finally relax.

Just as he was thinking this, his expression suddenly changed. Before him, a surge of chaotic light appeared from nowhere.

The chaotic radiance gathered before him and condensed into a palm‑sized Plane Embryo.

The Plane Embryo bounced lightly toward him before hopping into his hand.

The instant Lin Langtian held the Plane Seed, a strange sensation surged up from the depths of his heart—as though he had truly become the master of this plane.

It was an absolute control over the world itself.

It seemed that after he slew the Demonic Emperor, the Plane Seed had finally fully acknowledged him.

Countless gazes turned upward. From the swirling chaotic radiance emerged a tall, green‑robed figure, walking forward step by step.

With each step he took, everyone could feel heaven and earth resonating in response.

A majestic aura, impossible to describe, like that of a mortal emperor towering over the world, radiated from him.

Under that strange and supreme majesty, the surface of the sea below suddenly filled with the sound of countless people dropping to their knees.

Their eyes burned with fervor as they stared at that figure. That awe they felt was like that of common ministers looking upon their sovereign.

That majesty had already risen above heaven and earth.

”Heavenly Ancestor!”

No one knew who whispered it first, but the words spread across the world with unbelievable speed.

In the next heartbeat, countless voices boomed out as one, shaking the firmament.

”Heavenly Ancestor’s grace in saving the world shall never be forgotten!”

From the depths of despair to rebirth, countless people were moved to tears.

A dense sea of figures knelt trembling, their fervent and emotional voices merging into one echo that shook the heavens.

(END CHAPTER)

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