Three days later.
Outside Kyoto, Mount Ryoun.
Beneath this hill, which is only a few hundred meters high, lies an ancient tomb of immortals, and now, after the turmoil of the past few days...
The mountain is still overcrowded.
Wu Yuehan was leading the veterans of the Dragon Soul Guild, along with members of the Azure Dragon Society and the Dragon Group, to search for traces in the mountains.
"I don't believe it!"
"Even if the mountains collapse and the earth cracks, Lin Jinglong will definitely survive!"
"He'll be alright!"
Wu Yuehan's face was streaked with tears.
The members of the Azure Dragon Society standing to the side also looked helpless. They had been digging here for three days, but it would take at least half a month before they could find the original immortal's tomb.
Even if the Dragon Group comes to help, it will still take this long.
While everyone on the mountain was busy, another group of people were down the mountain, the prodigies of various families, led by Lin Zixiong and Qin Zhui.
Both of them were also grieving as if they had lost their parents.
"We've all been ruined by Lin Jinglong. So many promising young talents have died, and our families treat us like criminals!"
"Lin Jinglong is nowhere to be found, neither alive nor dead. We don't even have a chance to settle scores with him!"
"They won't even let me rest in peace, even in death!"
Lin Zixiong cursed Lin Jinglong.
Qin Zhui, standing to the side, said grimly, "Lin Jinglong possesses the Nirvana Technique and has also received the inheritance of an immortal. If he really dies, we will use every means to dig out the treasures from his body!"
The two turned their gaze to the group of people in the mountains and forests.
"Hmph! If it weren't for the protection of the Dragon Group, we would have wiped them all out long ago. Once Lin Jinglong's body is exhumed, we'll settle accounts with them as well!"
These members of the Hidden Alliance finally managed to descend the mountain, only to end up in a terrible mess. They all hated Lin Jinglong intensely.
And at this moment.
Kunyuan Hall in Kyoto City.
In one of the strongholds through which a reclusive family exerts influence in the secular world, three elderly men are having a secret meeting in a luxurious room.
Bai Xing was sitting on the sofa in the middle.
The old patriarch of the Bai family was rubbing his chest, as the battle with Lin Jinglong three days ago had left him with serious injuries.
Some even developed psychological trauma.
At this moment, he had a cold smile on his face.
"Lin Wuya and Qin Xincheng, I understand your proposals, but as for me to merge my Bai family into one of your families, forget it."
Lin Wuya was dressed in a gray robe.
It was the same Elder Lin who had coerced and bribed Lin Jinglong that day, then slapped him and left in anger.
He raised an eyebrow at Bai Xing.
"Your family's most outstanding prodigy is dead, and there is no one to inherit the family's legacy. Why not join our Lin family? As an elder, your status will be even higher than mine, and someone will manage the family business for you."
The Qin family elder standing to the side nodded repeatedly.
Bai Xing, who was already a fifth-level Martial Emperor, just sneered and thought that even if the family was ruined, he would not leave it to be swallowed up by others.
He shook his head.
"I still have some time to live, so I don't need to think about things that far ahead. What we should be worried about now is whether Lin Jinglong is dead or not!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two people beside him immediately turned serious. Lin Wuya said with great certainty, "In that kind of environment, even if you had stayed in the mountains, you wouldn't have been able to come out alive."
"But Lin Jinglong isn't even a Martial Emperor; he's destined not to live!"
"Elder Lin is right. If he were still alive, even if we had to take matters into our own hands, we would grind him to dust!"
Qin Xincheng gritted his teeth and said angrily.
The Hidden World Alliance suffered heavy losses this time, all because of Lin Jinglong.
Bai Xing's eyes flickered slightly.
"He's not even a Martial Emperor, yet he can fight me. Although the pills played a role, that so-called Nirvana Technique must be the most crucial element, right?"
"I wonder if there's any way to retrieve the precious technique after exhuming his body?"
"If I can retrieve it, and you are willing to lend me the precious technique to take a look, I would be willing to join one of your two families as an elder."
Bai Xing revealed his greed.
The two people beside them exchanged a glance.
They each laughed to themselves.
To put it bluntly, the benefits weren't enough, but this wasn't something they could decide on their own; it could only be discussed by the family's higher-ups.
It was nighttime.
At this moment, Lin Jinglong was still inside that pitch-black bronze coffin. The blood-red silkworm cocoon formed from the spiritual energy on his body had unknowingly solidified and turned black.
Cracks gradually appeared.
"Mr. Lin, are you alright?"
Bai Ling'er has been hiding in the Tongtian Road Guide for the past few days, calling out to Lin Jinglong every now and then, but she has received no response.
If it weren't for being able to sense his presence.
She was on the verge of utter despair.
The next moment.
The silkworm pupa suddenly burst open.
Lin Jinglong's face was revealed.
He immediately unleashed his divine sense, which covered a much wider area than before, and his divine soul strength also increased.
The most fundamental realm of martial arts...
"I have entered the Martial Emperor realm!"
Lin Jinglong felt the surging power within his body and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
The Heavenly Silkworm Technique has nine transformations in total.
He had just experienced his first life-or-death ordeal.
He has already successfully entered the Martial Emperor realm!
"It's a pity I only have the first three transformations. If I could collect all nine transformations and go through nine life-and-death tribulations, what realm could I reach?"
Lin Jinglong muttered to himself.
He quickly snapped out of his reverie, used his divine sense to probe the outside world, and sensed two figures directly above him, talking quietly.
One of them was Qin Suifeng.
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