Myth Beyond Heaven

As Lin Feng spoke of the impending challenges, his voice hardened with resolve. He addressed the encroaching darkness and the need for the people to remain vigilant, their blades ever sharp. A fire ignited in the eyes of the disciples and guests, a silent vow echoing in their hearts to uphold their legacy.

The ceremony reached its climax as Lin Feng approached the dais, holding a ceremonial jade urn filled with a shimmering golden liquid. This offering, the lifeblood of rare spirit beasts, served as a tribute to appease the Kunlun God and seek its blessings.

With a flourish, Lin Feng poured the liquid onto the altar before the statue. The golden liquid vaporized instantly, swirling around the jade statue in a brilliant vortex of light. The hall pulsed with an otherworldly energy, a tangible manifestation of God's presence.

Lin Feng bowed deeply, his voice ringing out in a final declaration. "We, the descendants of the Kunlun God, stand ready to face any challenge! May the blessings of the Kunlun God forever guide our path!"

A thunderous roar echoed through the hall, seemingly emanating from the very statue itself. The air crackled with divine energy, a powerful surge that coursed through every disciple and guest, filling them with renewed vigor and unwavering faith.

The ceremony had concluded, but the spirit of the Kunlun God and the legacy of their ancestors throbbed within their veins, a constant reminder of their duty.

"This aura..." Yun Lintian frowned deeply. Through the Eyes of Heaven, he could see the golden current overflowing the entire space. The aura didn't resemble anything he knew. It was divine and profound, belonging to no elements.

"It's a True God's Divine Spark," Lin Yitong spoke up. "The very essence of a True God's power condensed into a singular entity. Normally, it would be left behind after a True God's passing."

She attentively gazed at the statue and said, "The statue acts as a vessel for the Kunlun God's Divine Spark. I can see that he purposely left it behind to protect this place."

"So, it means the Kunlun God has long gone?" Yun Lintian asked curiously.

"Very likely," Lin Yitong replied gently. "Like I said, it's the essence of a True God's power. Unless the True God wants to weaken himself, it's impossible to condense the Divine Spark."

"Simply put, you can think of it as a residual soul, a fragment of a True God's consciousness. Usually, no one would leave such a thing behind when they were still alive."

Yun Lintian nodded slowly and continued to study the Divine Spark.

As the final echoes of the thunderous roar faded. Lin Feng straightened, his gaze sweeping over the energized crowd. "The blessings have been bestowed," he proclaimed, his voice booming through the hall. "But remember, true strength comes not just from divine favor but from your own profound strength and unwavering resolve."

A collective murmur of assent rippled through the crowd.

Lin Feng gestured towards a group of attendants at the side of the hall. "Now, let the festivities commence! Enjoy yourselves, for tomorrow, a new trial begins."

The hall and the plaza outside erupted into a joyous celebration. Disciples and guests alike mingled, sharing stories and laughter. Food and drink flowed freely, accompanied by lively music and performances.

Yun Lintian and his companions, however, remained on the fringes of the celebration. Their attention was focused on the next event.

Lin Feng approached and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for showing your grace today, Senior."

Hou Jinyang, Yu Xinlan, and Yue Shen also bowed respectfully towards Lin Yitong.

Lin Yitong looked at them and asked, "You must have seen the divine image previously. It is, in fact, a map of the tomb beneath this mountain. Can you lead us to the heart of the mountain? Of course, we will share the information with you."

Lin Feng and the other sect masters were stunned, especially Lin Feng. He had lived in the Kunlun Mountains all his life, yet he had no idea about the tomb.

Lin Feng also realized that Lin Yitong had given him an opportunity. In fact, she could have breached the heart of the mountain alone, and no one here could have stopped her.

He said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior, for your generosity. Please, follow me."

Hou Jinyang, Yu Xinlan, and Yue Shen hesitated. Considered outsiders, they felt it would be inappropriate to follow Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng didn't mind. He looked at them and said, "Come with us. We are all descendants of the Kunlun God. Everyone deserves it."

He turned to Lin Yitong and bowed deeply. "I would like to share it with everyone. Please grant my wish, Senior."

"The map is given to you. You can do whatever you want with it. There is no need to ask me," Lin Yitong said gently.

"Thank you, Senior," Lin Feng and the other three sect masters said gratefully.

Yun Lintian observed Lin Feng silently. He had never encountered such a strict person before. Lin Feng approached everything with a solemn demeanor.

Yun Lintian simply sent the map to Lin Yitong and let her handle providing it to Lin Feng. He wasn't afraid of Lin Feng and the other sect masters taking away the secrets inside the tomb. Additionally, he did it out of respect for the Kunlun God.

Everyone quietly followed Lin Feng deep into the mountains behind the ancestry hall. The path narrowed considerably, forcing them into a single file line.

The air grew colder, and a faint tremor vibrated beneath their feet, hinting at the hidden power that slumbered beneath the earth.

As they ventured deeper, the landscape became increasingly treacherous. Crumbling rock formations jutted out from the path, and bottomless chasms yawned on either side.

The silence grew even more profound, pressing down on them with an almost suffocating weight.

Yun Lintian could spot various profound beasts lurking in the surroundings. However, most of them were unusually docile, seemingly unconcerned by the arrival of newcomers.

"They are blessed by the Kunlun God," Yue Shen spoke suddenly, as if sensing Yun Lintian's doubts. "They can live here peacefully. As long as we don't disturb them, there will be no problem."

Yu Xinlan and the other sect masters were surprised. They glanced at Yue Shen with curiosity, unaccustomed to her coldness melting away to address an outsider like Yun Lintian.

"I see," Yun Lintian responded calmly.

Yue Shen offered him a brief glance before falling silent once more...