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"As expected, this specially made natal talisman has been with me for many years, lying dormant until now, and today it has finally shown its true miraculous effect."

Xiao Ling's mind stirred slightly as he clearly sensed that the Devouring Ancestral Symbol showed no resistance or hostility towards him whatsoever. Instead, it gave rise to a sense of innate, destined affinity. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly as he pondered inwardly.

He then focused his mind and gently guided and controlled the Devouring Ancestral Symbol that had already merged into one with his own.

The ancestral symbol, which was filled with black hole divine light, transformed into a wisp of deep and dark light, slowly drifting in the air. Guided by the origin in the dark, it leisurely floated towards Xiao Ling's divine palace between his eyebrows.

The light streaked across the sky silently, eventually disappearing directly into his brow, where it hovered and swirled peacefully deep within the vast divine palace, quietly taking root and achieving a wondrous resonance with his own spiritual essence.

After the Devouring Ancestral Symbol within the Divine Palace had completely settled down, Xiao Ling slowly closed and then opened his eyes again.

Looking up, he met the gazes of Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan, and Lin Qingtan. The three blinked their bright eyes, their eyes filled with a deep sense of doubt mixed with curiosity, staring at him intently, as if eager to know the final outcome of subduing the Ancestral Symbol.

Once the Devouring Ancestral Symbol had completely settled and lay dormant within the Divine Palace, Xiao Ling slowly opened his eyes.

Meeting his gaze were Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan, and Lin Qingtan, all three of them staring at him with doubt and curiosity in their eyes.

"Xiao Ling, judging from your appearance, have you already completely subdued this Devouring Ancestral Symbol?"

Unable to contain her curiosity, Ling Qingzhu spoke first in a soft voice.

Ying Huanhuan and Lin Qingtan blinked in unison, their eyes filled with inquiry and curiosity as they focused on Xiao Ling, quietly awaiting his reply.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling's lips curled into a faint, smug smile, and he calmly spoke.
"That's natural. Now that I have completely subdued the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, with my current strength and resources, subduing it is a piece of cake. With just a thought, the Devouring Ancestral Symbol will come to pay homage and submit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ling's mind stirred slightly, and his powerful spiritual energy surged quietly within him.

The next moment, a dark stream of light shot out from between his brows and hovered slowly in mid-air.

As the Devouring Ancestral Symbol slowly floated in mid-air, a deep and dark aura permeated all directions.

Lin Qingtan stared blankly at the ancestral symbol that swirled like a miniature black hole, a strange and eerie feeling rising in her heart. She felt as if her mind was being slowly pulled and swallowed up by that domineering and boundless devouring power.

She was slightly startled and quickly composed herself, averting her gaze and no longer daring to stare.

Then she looked up at Xiao Ling, her clear eyes once again filled with deep admiration and respect. She sighed inwardly: No wonder he is Brother Xiao Ling. He is so amazing that he can easily subdue such a divine object.

Seeing this, Ying Huanhuan immediately pouted and glared at Xiao Ling, her tone carrying her usual reproach and complaint:

"Tch, showing off again. You've already reached such a high level, yet you still love to flaunt it. You're so unreliable. Tell me, how did you subdue the Devouring Ancestral Symbol so easily?"

The Devouring Ancestral Symbol transformed into a miniature black hole, slowly swirling and revolving, surrounded by layers of unfathomable black light mist. A vast devouring power originating from the very source of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth spread out, enveloping the entire altar space.

As one gazes into that direction, it seems as if even one's vision is being pulled and swallowed by the endless, profound darkness. One's mind cannot help but sink slightly, and the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) uncontrollably converges towards the ancestral symbol, fully displaying the domineering and profound nature of this supreme divine object.

"Hehe, you're really no fun, I'm not teasing you anymore."

Xiao Ling chuckled softly, raised his hand and gently ruffled Ying Huanhuan's hair, his tone warm and amused as he slowly explained,

"This is also thanks to the natal talisman that the Ancestral Stone Spirit tailored for me. This natal talisman was specially made as a vessel for me to subdue the eight Ancestral Symbols in the future. It has been with my origin for many years, day and night, and now it is naturally time to put it to good use. Moreover, with the Ancestral Stone Spirit sitting by my side, there will be no trouble at all for me to subdue these Ancestral Symbols. It can also help me stabilize my origin. After all, in ancient times, the Ancestral Stone was used to balance the eight Ancestral Symbols."

After listening to Xiao Ling's detailed explanation, both Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a look of sudden understanding, and all their previous doubts disappeared.

Lin Qingtan, still inexperienced, looked completely bewildered, her face full of confusion. Even though she didn't understand the reason, the pure and sincere admiration and trust in her eyes as she looked at Xiao Ling remained undiminished, her eyes shining with support.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling didn't say anything more and simply stopped talking about the topic. His expression suddenly became slightly serious, and his originally calm gaze abruptly turned to the distance behind him.

Behind the desolate ruins, a dark and deep spatial vortex was quietly and continuously rotating and surging. However, the great commotion he had caused when he was fully subduing and devouring the Ancestral Symbol earlier had completely concealed the aura of this vortex, preventing it from attracting the attention of the crowd.

"You've been watching for so long, shouldn't you come out by now? Do I have to make a special trip for you to show yourself?"

Xiao Ling's tone returned to its usual indifferent and composed manner, revealing no trace of joy or anger, yet an invisible but intimidating pressure slowly spread between the lines.

"Your perception is indeed exceptionally sharp."

An old, hoarse voice, carrying the weight of time and history, suddenly echoed slowly throughout the entire altar space.

Before the words were finished, an old man dressed in a black ancient robe with white hair and beard slowly stepped out of the dark vortex, surrounded by a mysterious aura that was difficult to discern, making it hard to fathom his true nature.

The old man's eyes had no whites, only a deep darkness like an ancient black hole. His pair of pitch-black pupils were unfathomable, as if they could forcibly devour all the light falling from the sky, leaving no trace.

"I am Hei Tuan, and I greet you, senior. Congratulations on successfully subduing the Devouring Ancestral Symbol."

The old man's pitch-black eyes were fixed on Xiao Ling. Then he spoke again, his voice filled with the aura of ancient times, full of respect and courtesy.

"I suppose you were the former leader of the Great Wilderness Sect and the previous holder of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol."

Xiao Ling spoke calmly and unhurriedly, his gaze settling gently on the old man in the dark.

"Considering your past actions of standing up for the sake of this world and its people, and your selfless resistance against the alien demons, you may freely make your demands. As long as they are not too harsh or difficult, I can step in to resolve them for you." "Hehe, you are indeed a straightforward person. Then I, Hei Tuan, will not stand on ceremony any longer." The old man chuckled, a hint of solemnity appearing in his dark, pupil-less eyes, and slowly said, "Senior must have already sensed the lurking existence beneath the Great Wilderness Sect."

"That Otherworldly Demon King?"

Xiao Ling remained calm and composed, his tone unwavering. He had already fully grasped the essence of the otherworldly demon, lurking deep underground and filled with an aura of violence and destruction, the moment he stepped into this ruin. He also anticipated Hei Tuan's next words.

"That's right. Ten thousand years ago, the Nine Kings Palace led a massive army of demons to launch a surprise attack on my Great Wilderness Sect. I exhausted the entire sect's strength to set up an eternal forbidden array, spending countless efforts and resources to barely manage to severely injure and seal it. But after ten thousand years of wear and tear, the sealing power has gradually weakened, and my remnant soul is about to burn out. I can no longer suppress it completely."

Hei Tuan's voice carried an undisguised weariness and melancholy as he bowed slowly to Xiao Ling.
"Therefore, I humbly request that you, senior, take action to completely eliminate this scourge, so as to comfort the countless heroic spirits of my Great Wilderness Sect."

"Since that's the case, I will take action today to completely eliminate this hidden danger for you."

Xiao Ling nodded slightly, his tone so calm it was as if he were recounting a trivial matter.

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of space around him surged quietly. He turned around and, along with Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan, and Lin Qingtan, their figures transformed into streams of light and flew straight towards the outside of the altar.

"Senior, you have shown great righteousness. I am deeply grateful!"

Hei Tuan stood in mid-air, bowing deeply in the direction Xiao Ling had left. His aged voice, filled with genuine gratitude, slowly echoed above the empty ruins.

As soon as he straightened up, the dark figure also moved, transforming into a faint black shadow and quickly chasing after the direction the four had traveled.

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This place is the deepest forbidden area of ​​the Great Wilderness Sect. As far as the eye can see, there are broken walls and rubble, and the scorched ground is covered with ravines and cracks of varying depths.

Everywhere you look, there are ancient stone pillars broken in half, and the bases of sect halls shattered beyond recognition. The stone surfaces are still covered with dense sword marks and palm prints, and rune marks that have long since faded but still reveal their powerful strength. Everywhere you look, there are traces of tragedy that have not been erased even after thousands of years of erosion.

Just by looking at this devastated ruin, one can easily glimpse just how tragic and earth-shattering the ancient great war that swept across the entire Great Wilderness Sect was.

Just then, a series of fine spatial ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and the faint spatial fluctuations slowly spread out.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ling, along with Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan, and Lin Qingtan, appeared in the sky. Closely following them was the illusory figure of the old man from the Black Village with a hidden aura and white hair and beard, hovering above the ruins.

"The commotion that follows is bound to be significant. You should all retreat to a safe distance, protect yourselves, and do not approach."

Xiao Ling turned to look at the three women, speaking calmly and offering a symbolic, soft instruction.

Although with his current cultivation level, he was already confident of suppressing the demon king sealed beneath the Great Wilderness Sect, and there was no chance of any unexpected events.

Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan both knew that the crucial moment of the real battle against the alien demons was about to begin.

Even Ying Huanhuan, who is usually carefree and loves to joke, stopped laughing and became serious. The two of them nodded solemnly together, and then stood on the left and right, protecting Lin Qingtan, who did not yet have the ability to protect herself.

Immediately, Xiao Ling's palm sank slightly, and he slammed his palm down directly onto the ruins below.

The powerful palm strike, imbued with a vast Daoist aura, crashed directly onto the ravaged earth.

The next instant, the entire space within the ancient stele trembled and roared violently. The world suddenly lost its color, and the earth undulated and shook wildly. A terrifying and violent aura that made one's scalp tingle and mind tremble was like a primordial evil spirit that had been sleeping for thousands of years suddenly awakening, sweeping across the entire world with overwhelming force!
"What happened?!"

The people who were searching for treasures in the ancient stele space all turned pale, staring in horror at the source of the aura. Their hearts were filled with uncontrollable doubt and fear, and their blood and qi were slightly stagnant under this pressure.

The earthquake tremors intensified, and deep, jagged cracks spread rapidly across the ground like a spider web.

With a deafening roar, countless shattered boulders exploded from the ground, carrying violent gusts of wind as they crashed wildly in all directions.

Just as rocks flew and dust filled the air, an enormous, ferocious black shadow suddenly burst forth from the abyss beneath the earth. Its blood-red bone wings flapped open with a roar, and in an instant, a fierce wind arose, sand and stones flew, and the world darkened.

On the back of this ferocious beast sat a mysterious skeleton, entirely black and exuding an aura of deathly stillness and malevolence.

"Anyone who trespasses on this forbidden area will be killed without mercy!"

The mysterious skeleton sat atop the ferocious beast, its empty eye sockets pulsating with a scarlet, violent light. A hoarse, dry voice, like the grinding of metal, slowly echoed between heaven and earth, carrying a chilling killing intent that sought to annihilate everything.

Looking at the skeletons and ferocious beasts charging towards him, a knowing glint flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes, and he already had a guess in his heart.

With a calm expression, he casually waved his hand, and an invisible yet powerful binding force instantly spread out, directly freezing the rapidly approaching skeleton in mid-air, unable to move.

Having dealt with what was in front of him, his gaze once again fell heavily upon the cracked earth below.

Unbeknownst to them, wisps of thick, cold, dark demonic energy were seeping continuously from the underground cracks. In addition, an increasingly intense and ferocious aura was quietly brewing.

As the demonic energy seeping from the ground grew stronger and stronger, under the focused gaze of Xiao Ling and the others...

A monstrous surge of malevolent energy suddenly erupted into the sky, like a dark dragon that had been dormant for millennia, bursting forth from the depths of the earth. The demonic mist billowed and spread, obscuring the surrounding landscape, and amidst howling winds, the entire ancient ruins were shrouded in a heavy, malevolent aura.

The billowing demonic energy slowly condensed, and a blurry, eerie figure emerged from the deep underground, treading through the swirling demonic mist. Black light swirled around it, and a violent, chilling destructive pressure permeated the surroundings, causing everyone to tremble. (End of Chapter)