Chapter 262: Abundant Favor

The highest Yun Tai.

The guardians looked at the talents' performances in each small world, their faces full of satisfaction.

"This generation of talents performed quite well."

"At least the few we have high hopes for showed no fear of Shadow Creatures; instead they deliberately used Shadow Creatures to practice."

"They've all grown!"

When the Talent War first began, it could be described as internal strife and external trouble.

Malignant competition was extremely severe.

The talents slaughtered each other; although protected by the spirit of the Sphere of All Beings, the hostility could not be lessened.

Now it's gotten considerably better.

"Look at Lin Chuan; isn't his Divine Power very similar to that mysterious great being who seized the Qi flow of Fo Men Golden Spirit Mountain that day?"

A guardian said.

They had also paid attention to the original great battle, watching from afar.

The Divine Power displayed by the mysterious great being left a deep impression; the black spirit sea engulfed the entire Golden Spirit Mountain region, like Di Yu.

The eerie Other Shore Flower bloomed, bewitchingly deadly.

Lin Chuan's Divine Power naturally could not compare with that mysterious great being, yet it shared many commonalities.

Therefore they leaned toward believing that Lin Chuan is not a reincarnated great being, but a disciple painstakingly cultivated by that mysterious great being.

He might even be a bloodline successor.

"Fo Men and Golden Spirit Mountain will certainly not settle peacefully; they will inevitably trouble Lin Chuan."

The guardians sighed.

Although they hail from the eleven great super powers, if a clash occurs, they would certainly prioritize protecting the world's Heavenly Pride.

That is the mission of their seated position.

The Sphere of All Beings selected them to guard the hope of the future; this mission far exceeds any honor derived from a sect.

But can they keep it?

Facing other forces' natural abilities.

But facing super powers? Facing the supreme great beings of the Wangxian Realm?

Probably not.

"Hope that the mysterious great being can protect Lin Chuan."

The guardians could only place their hope in this.

"Looking across so many generations of the Talent War, what I admire most is him; merely being able to proactively hunt Shadow Creatures is enough."

A guardian laughed.

In their eyes, all the races of the world should be peaceful.

There is only one common enemy, the Black Mist beyond the Star Ring.

……

Within the small world.

As Lin Chuan and the San Zang Fozhi hunted more and more Shadow Creatures.

The opened Spatial Rift also kept expanding, its intensity rising; legend says that Third Realm Shadow Creatures are now more than one.

"Daoist Friend Lin Chuan, this humble monk wishes to gamble and accept defeat."

"Go ahead first."

San Zang Fozhi was constantly struck by Shadow Creatures, heavily wounded, and was gradually unable to hold on.

Seeing this, he immediately crushed the spatial Jade Talisman.

In the next instant, the spatial power emitted by the jade talisman enveloped San Zang Fozhi, sending him back to Yun Tai.

With one fewer San Zang Fozhi, Lin Chuan's pressure surged.

Facing the onslaught of multiple legendary Third Realm Shadow Creatures, he had to choose to abandon, end the battle, and return to Yun Tai.

"Husband, you're back."

As soon as he returned to Yun Tai, the women gathered around him.

Lin Chuan solemnly said, "It can be confirmed that the Shadow Creatures are formed by Black Mist; they might be dangerous."

"We also saw it."

The women nodded.

Yun Zhi Yi said, "When the Talent War ends, we plan to visit the Blind Sword Immortal, A Chuan, do you still remember him?"

"The Blind Sword Immortal that Lü Ya mentioned at the end, who would take over the Star Ring front, is really the blind one we met in our Reincarnation of that life?"

Lin Chuan had the thought, but there were too many matters then, so he did not investigate further.

The Blind Sword Immortal had never approached him proactively.

Given the other's realm, it would not be easy for him to locate them.

"It should be."

Yun Zhi Yi said seriously, "Once we see them, we will know."

"Alright."

Although each battle seemed won easily, crushingly victorious, Lin Chuan dared not be even slightly negligent; he was well aware of his heavy burden.

In the second round, his small world still finished the fastest.

Because his frequent hunting accelerated the growth rate of Shadow Creatures dramatically, causing this situation.

In contrast, in other small worlds, the major talents tugged back and forth, and even scenes of group alliances confronting super talents appeared.

In this situation, the pace naturally slowed considerably.

Lin Chuan used the Cloud Mirror to illuminate the small world where Bai Li Ming resides.

Bai Li Ming comes from the Purple Star Emperor Sect; because of his sister, he is a bit more attentive to this person.

"Is it that exciting?"

To his surprise, this small world not only contains Bai Li Ming, but also the Wu Clan seed talent Hou Zuo.

Wu Clan's Hou Zuo should rank eleventh in the first round.

Because he is more adept at Physical Body and spell Divine Power, his clearing speed is not particularly fast.

"Let's see the level of the peerless Heavenly Pride, what extent they have actually reached."

Lin Chuan watched with great interest.

San Zang Fozhi's attitude was vague; he directly conceded to him, not displaying his full combat power. He is confident of victory, but does not dare to claim a complete win.

Heavenly Pride of this rank definitely poses a threat to him.

In the small world where Bai Li Ming is, there are still about a hundred other geniuses, divided into four quadrants.

Bai Li Ming of the Purple Star Emperor Sect, Hou Zuo of the Wu Clan, a small team of seed talents from seven top‑tier forces, and other geniuses.

"This should be a staple program of the annual Genius Battle, right?"

Lin Chuan had heard similar stories from the Floating Light Daoist; seed talents of super powers being besieged is commonplace.

This is permitted by the rules.

It not only hones super geniuses, but also heightens the anticipation of the competition.

Otherwise, it would be a nonstop crush by super geniuses, which would be too boring.

"Finally encountered."

Within the small world, the range of Divine Consciousness perception is limited; once one appears within that range, a battle is hard to avoid.

Wu Clan's Hou Zuo and the seed talents of the seven top‑tier forces suddenly met on a mountain peak.

"In the first round, Hou Zuo is only eleventh; his front‑facing combat power should be higher, at least enough to rank within the top seven?"

That is Lin Chuan's impression.

But he still thinks Bai Li Ming is a bit stronger.

In the small world, combat erupts in an instant; knowing he is being 'hunted', Hou Zuo does not choose to retreat, but instead charges forward aggressively.

The Wu Clan's powerful Physical Body is displayed.

Hou Zuo maintains a humanoid form, yet stands three zhang tall; his strength and agility both retain perfect balance.

On his muscular, knotted body, mysterious shamanic scripts flicker faintly.

"Space Ancestor Shaman."

"Imperial River Pattern!"

The shamanic patterns on his legs suddenly flare, Hou Zuo's speed spikes to the extreme in an instant, and he rushes ahead of the seven top geniuses.

"Fire Ancestor Shaman! Zhurong Pattern!"

On his arms, fire‑red shamanic patterns ignite; Hou Zuo's arms seem to blaze, a punch erupts, and a pillar of flame pierces the Horizon.

The genius at the forefront was severely wounded on the spot and eliminated.

The remaining six reacted swiftly, immediately scattering, simultaneously wielding Divine Power to counterattack Hou Zuo, aiming to suppress him.

"Earth Ancestor Shaman! Later Earth Pattern!"

Yellow shamanic patterns light up on Hou Zuo's body; a layer of earth membrane quickly solidifies on his skin, blocking all attacks.

"It's over."

"Wu Zu's Illusory Body Descends!"

The earth membrane ruptures, and four more arms sprout behind Hou Zuo; six hands simultaneously manipulate the stationary shamanic patterns, charging toward the six geniuses.

The outcome is already predetermined.

On the mountaintop, an extra silhouette appeared at an unknown time.

Bai Li Ming, draped in a Daoist robe, mutters to himself,

"The Wu Clan's Innate Divine Ability is truly terrifying; this shaman's strength is not below mine."