1262 Beginning of the Turmoil

The clouds in the sky scattered as the terrifying aura that had enveloped Dao Sect for the past two months gradually receded.

Lin Dong hovered in the sky as he felt the almost endless and inexhaustible Yuan Power undulations emanating from within his body. A smile surfaced from the corners of his lips. As expected of the Reincarnation stage, the difference from before was akin to heaven and earth. No wonder he had been pushed into such a miserable state by the Seventh Seat King despite his various powerful techniques and the power of two Ancestral Symbols.

However, if he was to meet that fellow again, Lin Dong had the confidence that he would no longer be taken advantage of!

"Big brother Lin Dong."

A lovely voice emerged from below as Qingtan flew over. She observed Lin Dong from top to bottom, patted her chest and sighed in relief when she saw that nothing had happened to him.