Chapter 147 The Wind of Fiends
With the Qiankun Forbidden Yuan Formation deactivated, Lin Zhao stretched as he looked at the scenery not far away.

Zou Zihan asked, "Captain, should we rest for a bit before setting off?"

Lin Zhao said, "Let's rest for a bit and then set off immediately. We've been here long enough."

The people of the Four Alliance and other continents, even without obtaining this source vein, certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to stand there doing nothing; their strength must have increased during this time.

Now, if we calculate it, the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Phoenix Source used by the teams entering the Heavenly Phoenix Source should be enough to catalyze the appearance of the Spiritual Source Land.

Just as Lin Zhao thought of this, Su Bai suddenly spoke up: "The Land of Spiritual Origin has appeared."

Lin Zhao and the others all looked at him: "Where are you?"

"It's right around us. It must have been after we released the lock on the Source Spirit Vein that the Heavenly Phoenix Source sensed the movement of the Source Spirit Vein, causing the Source Land to appear," Ning Wengui replied.

Lin Zhao didn't say much and immediately gave the order to depart.

The disciples of Tianhuang Continent formed a force and marched in the direction Ning Wengui had indicated.

When the disciples of Tianhuang Continent arrived around the Spirit Source Land, they discovered that people from other continents had already gathered.

Upon seeing them arrive, Jiang Luo said, "I didn't expect that the strongest being from the Tianhuang Continent would arrive last."

Su Ye glanced at him with a hint of disdain, showing no mercy, and said, "Yes, yes, we were indeed a little late because we were too engrossed in absorbing the source veins. But we didn't expect that the gate to the Spirit Source Land wouldn't be open when we arrived. So your Four Continents are so kind, waiting for us to come. What a good dog."

Lin Zhao: "..." She knew that if these two clashed, it would be a bloodbath.

Jiang Luo experienced being speechless for the first time, and couldn't help but say sarcastically, "We were the ones who discovered that source vein, but some shameless people stole it by some means, and now they're putting on airs."

Su Ye gave him a thumbs up: "Thank you for helping us discover the source spirit vein. Thank you for giving up the spirit vein because you were outmatched. You guys are such good dogs."

Jiang Luo: "..." He rolled up his sleeves and swung a long spear in this direction.

Su Ye raised his hand and broke the spear in two, then threw the two pieces of the spear back.

"Consider these two pieces of the dog-beating stick as a return gift from me."

The two broken spears hurtled towards Jiang Luo with fierce force. Although they hadn't hit him yet, the spiritual pressure emanating from the spears made Jiang Luo realize from afar that he couldn't withstand it.

While people on other continents were leisurely watching the next scene of this good show, a pale purple stream of spiritual energy carrying the broken spear struck Su Ye again.

"Lin Zhao, keep your dogs in check." The young man in white, whose palms still glowed with a faint purple light, looked at Lin Zhao expressionlessly.

Lin Zhao reached out and pinched the broken spear, smiled slightly, and the broken spear turned into powder in her hand. She casually waved two palm winds, one of which forced Jiang Yan, who had attacked, back half a step, and the other of which knocked Jiang Luo to the ground.

"If I remember correctly, it was your people who spoke first, right?" After slapping the faces of the two main forces of the other side, Lin Zhao stepped forward, blocking Su Ye, and stared at the powerful figures who had formed an alliance from all sides.

They didn't stop Jiang Luo from speaking before, they didn't say anything when Jiang Luo took the initiative, but they were unhappy when Su Ye retaliated.

The disciples who had formed an alliance were so shocked by Lin Zhao's move that no one dared to utter a sound.

Mo Zun raised his hand, stopping Jiang Yan from saying anything more, his deep gaze fixed on Lin Zhao: "It seems your foundation has already broken through the limit of fifty Dao? Then, I look forward to our battle."

Mo Zun was able to stand on equal footing with Jiang Yan even though he wasn't a Spirit Talisman Master, and even held a higher position than Jiang Yan in the Four-Way Alliance. This was largely because he was the strongest member of the alliance. His spiritual energy foundation was already a terrifying amount, and with the enhancement from some Source Spirit Crystals these past few days, Mo Zun's strength had become so great that Jiang Yan dared not confront him directly.

Lin Zhao met Mo Zun's gaze, which was filled with hidden anger, and asked Su Bai beside him, "Xiao Bai, when you fought him before, how much spiritual weapon did he have?"

Su Bai said, "Fifty-seven streams of spiritual energy."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao's gaze towards Mo Zun became even more wary. Mo Zun's spiritual energy foundation was initially the strongest among this group, and now it seemed it would only be stronger. "No problem," Lin Zhao cupped his hands in a slight smile, though the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Mo Zun said, "This Spirit Source Land will only open when people from all continents are present. Now that the Heavenly Phoenix Continent has arrived, it will open soon. I hope that in the grand competition of the Spirit Source Land, we can have a great competition to see who truly represents the future of this plane."

Lin Zhao nodded: "I couldn't ask for more."

As the two fell, the location of the spiritual source land in front of them suddenly began to tremble. At the same time, a strong wind rose, and the gale swept up rolling sand and gravel, which swirled and raged. The fine and coarse sand mixed with the howling wind, and the sky was dyed gray layer by layer, engulfing all the disciples.

Facing the relentless gale, Lin Zhao turned to the group from the South China Sea Academy and said, "Everyone, stay within ten feet of me."

Everyone quickly moved closer to her. Lin Zhao cast a spiritual seal, condensing a spiritual energy shield. Looking at the increasingly dark sky around her, she frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the other captains quickly followed suit and protected their disciples within the protective shield.

Even so, some of the captains from the mainland reacted too late, and some disciples whose cultivation had not yet broken through the fifteenth level of spiritual energy were still swept into the gale and torn apart in front of everyone.

Seeing this, some of the timid female disciples couldn't help but cry out.

Su Bai guessed, "This wind carries a malevolent aura; it seems to suppress spiritual energy?"

Lin Zhao nodded: "It should be the Gangsha Wind. This kind of wind often appears in places where demons roam. I didn't expect it to appear in the Spirit Source Land as well."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Zhao quickly understood the key to it.

The Demon Realm can be considered a product of a plane, but it has never been recognized by orthodox cultivators. Therefore, it is not included in the Continental Grand Competition. However, this does not mean that the plane that can give rise to the Demon Realm does not allow the existence of things from the Demon Realm in the Spirit Source Land.

Conversely, for some cultivators who have not participated in the demon battlefield, the methods of the demon realm are more likely to defeat them.

For example, those disciples who were slightly weaker just now, if they had any understanding of the Demon Realm, they wouldn't have dared to let this gale get close to them.

It seems that this fierce wind is the first line of defense set up in the Spirit Source Land.

It has to be said that this first line of defense alone sent most of the disciples of many factions to their deaths in the most tragic way.

What remains now are those with a spiritual foundation exceeding fifteen streams of spiritual energy.

The remaining players are all top-notch, which means the competition will be even fiercer from here on out.

As the disciples' bodies completely disappeared, someone remarked, "The wind seems to have died down a bit?"

Lin Zhao looked up and noticed that the sand and gravel being whipped up by the gale seemed to be moving a little slower.

Immediately afterwards, the impact of the fierce winds diminished, and everyone could feel the brightness of the world more and more.

As the wind completely subsided, the sky became bright and clear, and a magnificent gate slowly appeared before everyone.

"This is the entrance to the Land of Spirit Origin."

After carefully examining the phoenix pattern on it, Ning Wengui made a definitive judgment.

"Enter the Land of Spiritual Origin!" Without much hesitation, having received a definite answer, Lin Zhao raised his hand and led the team through the gate.

Disciples from other factions followed closely behind, stepping through the gate.

As the last disciple entered the gate, the gate to the Spirit Origin Land slowly closed, and the Continental Grand Competition officially began!
(End of this chapter)

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