Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 980 - 507: The Holy Land Shatters, Everything Was a Conspiracy!

This simply will not suffice!

"What a dreadful shame!"

The Mini Spiritual Liquid seemed to lick its lips, expressing a hint of regret. Had it been able to assimilate Shi Lin's Crystal Stone, a significant portion, around 70%, of its former strength could have been reclaimed. This fact alone underscored the prowess of Shi Lin, truly deserving of his esteemed position as the foremost among the younger generation of the Stone Race.

"If you eliminate her, how will you possibly assume her identity?"

"When the hallowed Holy Land opens its gates once more, the esteemed elders of the Stone Race will undoubtedly conduct a thorough inspection of this very location!"

"Not a concern whatsoever!"

Chen Xuan maintained an air of profound calmness; this contingency had already been meticulously considered.

With deliberate grace, he extended a single finger. A manifestation of the Rule of Space materialized at his fingertip, subtly tracing elegant lines through the air. Instantly, a spatial fold took shape, and a circular portal materialized. He then channeled multiple streams of Spiritual Power, completely enveloping Shi Lin within their shimmering embrace.

Having completed these preparations, he directly propelled her into the contorted space and, with a casual wave of his hand, caused the portal to vanish.

Brushing imaginary dust from his palms, he inquired, "Can you perceive its presence?"

"The Rule of Space is indeed a paramount and supreme rule!"

At this juncture, the Spiritual Liquid could not suppress its admiration. Even though it was in such close proximity, the effect remained undetectable to its senses, a clear indication that others would be equally unable to discern it.

"Very well, you may now dedicate yourself to your recovery. I, too, must attend to my cultivation."

With those words, Chen Xuan assumed a cross-legged posture, commencing the cultivation of his Sacred Body.

A more significant number of acupoints required his dedicated cultivation.

Zhan Tian, possessing merely 30% of the Sacred Body's mastery, demonstrated no fear towards cultivators at the Peak of the Eighth Layer, a testament to the formidable nature of the Sacred Body.

However, Chen Xuan had only managed to re-cultivate one acupoint thus far, a feat that felt utterly inconsequential in comparison.

"Alas!"

The Spiritual Liquid emitted a mournful sigh. Such a precious Crystal Stone had been squandered, a truly regrettable turn of events.

...

The passage of days unfolded, marked by the relentless march of time.

Within the grand hall, the prevailing atmosphere was undeniably somber. Yet, fortunately, no soul tablets had yet succumbed, signaling no further grievous losses during these intervening days.

Upon observing the soul tablet bearing Shi Lin's distinctive emblem, Stonemason finally experienced a measure of relief. Only one final day remained until the Holy Land would once again unveil its mysteries.

"There should be no further impediments now."

Perched atop the majestic Holy Mountain, a sense of frustration began to brew.

"Is it truly this arduous?"

Chen Xuan's brow furrowed deeply. In the span of nearly an entire month, he had managed to cultivate merely the second acupoint. The third was beginning to manifest faintly, but based on his previous experiences, this was merely the initial stage of a prolonged process!

It was patently clear that he harbored considerable dissatisfaction with the pace of his current cultivation, having grown accustomed to his prior rapid advancements.

Yet, a crucial detail escaped his awareness: Zhan Tian had dedicated hundreds of years to awaken more than thirty acupoints. In stark contrast to such an immense timeframe, Chen Xuan's current progress was, in reality, remarkably swift.

"How fares your recovery progress?"

Chen Xuan directed his inquiry towards the Spiritual Liquid residing within his Dantian.

"Approximately 80% of my former capacity has been restored!"

"Then it is time for us to commence our work."

Chen Xuan's voice resonated with a palpable discontent. Having attained 80% recovery, it was still feigning dormancy?

That cunning entity, truly devious in its machinations.

"Understood!"

The Spiritual Liquid dared not offer any resistance. In response, ethereal wisps of mist began to emanate from its form, subsequently being fully absorbed by the jade bones under Chen Xuan's precise control.

"Ahhh..."

"Exquisite comfort..."

Chen Xuan could not suppress a contented groan, his brows unfurling completely, shedding all tension.

The jade bones, now thoroughly nourished, acquired an even greater translucence, their inherent jade-like luminescence radiating throughout Chen Xuan's entire being.

The third acupoint, which had previously been merely faintly discernible, now possessed a degree of clarity.

"Excellent, excellent!"

Chen Xuan nodded in profound satisfaction and then issued a stern directive: "Maintain this pace without any slackening, lest I unmake you!"

That sly creature!

"Acknowledged!"

The Spiritual Liquid responded with a sense of helpless resignation, inwardly lamenting its prospects. How would it endure the days that lay ahead?

A single day transpired!

Outside the grand hall, a palpable tension filled the air.

The Third Ancestor, Stonemason, and Li Mu, now united in their seriousness, fixed their unwavering gazes upon the colossal stone suspended in the hall's central expanse.

The intricate runes, originally etched upon its surface, began to emit a renewed luminescence, heralding the imminent reopening of the Holy Land.

"This old man merely desires to ascertain the truth of what transpired within these confines?"

The Third Ancestor's voice thrummed with an undercurrent of potent fury. The demise of hundreds of Royal Family members had inflicted a devastating blow upon this generation of the Stone Race.

Meanwhile, Stonemason's heart was once again gripped by anxiety, his thoughts consumed by: "Lin'Er, you must be safe!"

As the ultimate moment drew near, he could not find peace until Shi Lin's physical presence was confirmed.

Concurrently, Li Mu's attention remained detached from the spectacle of the giant stone.

"Almost, almost!"

Though his outward demeanor betrayed no hint of unusual excitement, internally, he was experiencing an overwhelming surge of elation. The culmination of years of meticulous planning was finally within reach.

He had initially harbored doubts about living to witness this very day.

But who could have possibly foreseen... that the Human Race would execute a clandestine infiltration?

His prior arrangements had not been in vain!

"Rumble..."

The runes adorning the immense stone suddenly erupted in a brilliant effulgence, causing the stone itself to tremble. The portal, previously rendered invisible, reappeared before their very eyes.

"It is opening!"

All three faces turned solemn at the same instant.

The doorway was finally completely revealed, and individuals began to emerge from the Holy Land, their faces wreathed in smiles, each clutching Crystal Stones.

Even those they recognized started comparing their hauls amongst themselves.

But swiftly, all chatter ceased, and the smiles vanished as if they had never been.

For whether it was the Third Ancestor or Stonemason, their visibly grim expressions signaled that a significant event had transpired.

Furthermore, observers began to realize that certain individuals were noticeably absent!

Initially, they assumed these missing people simply hadn't exited yet, but as the crowd grew larger and larger, it became apparent that something was indeed amiss!

"Where is Lin'Er?"

Stonemason's gaze, capable of piercing the heavens, was fixed implacably upon the entrance, his every fiber yearning for Shi Lin's reappearance.

"Why hasn't she emerged yet?!"

His entire being felt as though struck by a bolt of lightning, a cold sweat breaking out across his brow.

He is an expert at the Peak of the Seventh Layer of the Dao Realm!

Yet here he was, drenched in a cold sweat! This vividly illustrated his profound anxiety!

"Lin'Er!"

The moment a figure resembling 'Shi Lin' materialized at the threshold, Stonemason could not suppress a heartfelt cry.