Chapter 1192: Entering The Tablet (1/2)

The deepest part of the Desolate Hall. Two rays of light flashed across the sky, before they showed themselves. They were Lin Dong and Ying Huanhuan.

When Lin Dong saw this familiar mountain range, many flashbacks from three years ago surfaced in his mind. Soon after, he smiled at Ying Huanhuan and asked, “Do you still remember the bet we made back then?”

Ying Huanhuan used her hand to straighten a loose hair near her ear. Promptly, she pursed her red lips before she replied with a smile, “Why are you such a calculative person? Moreover, it’s your fault for having such poor judgement. You could have entered the Sky Hall, yet you chose the Desolate Hall instead. You truly don’t know how to appreciate kindness.”

Lin Dong smiled. Now that he thought about it, he really missed what happened back then.

Soon after the Lin Dong duo appeared, many light figures rushed over from the distance. Following which, Ying Xuanzi, Little Marten and the rest hurried over.

“What are you guys planning to do?” Ying Xuanzi looked at the two of them before glancing at the ground. From his expression, it was clear that he knew what was going on with the Great Desolate Tablet.

“I am the one who told father.” Beside him, Ying Huanhuan said in a soft voice. “It is not easy to deal with the Yimo that is being suppressed by the Great Desolate Tablet. Moreover, Dao Sect will definitely be the first to suffer if it escapes.”

Lin Dong nodded. This matter was extremely important to Dao Sect. As the sect master, it was only right for Ying Xuanzi to be informed.

“Sect master, all of you should set up a formation outside. Kill anything that manages to escape from within!” Lin Dong said in a deep voice. According to what Yan said, the creature being suppressed by the Great Desolate Tablet was a true king who had passed two Reincarnation Tribulations. Therefore, if that being managed to escape, it would definitely cause them a great deal of problems.

“Little Marten, first elder Zhu Li, please assist them. Nothing must go awry.” Lin Dong looked at Little Marten’s group and said with a grave expression.

“Additionally, martial uncle Wu Dao, please temporarily evacuate the disciples of the Desolate Hall and move them to the other halls.” Ying Huanhuan looked at Wu Dao, who had hurried over, before she said.

“Understood.”

After seeing this lineup, Wu Dao immediately understood the severity of this matter. He quickly acknowledged Ying Huanhuan’s orders before withdrawing. After which, he began to evacuate the disciples of the Desolate Hall.

Lin Dong nodded upon seeing this. Then, with a grave expression, he looked at the land below. After which, he stomped his foot before a majestic force directly penetrated the empty space and entered the land.

Rumble!

Buzz.

Dark chilly winds suddenly blew across the sky after that ancient stone tablet appeared. Meanwhile, there seemed to be screeches being vaguely emitted.

This unusual phenomenon caused Lin Dong’s heart to sink. It seems like the Great Desolate Tablet was quite badly eroded by the demonic aura over the last three years.

The ancient stone tablet finally broke free from the ground and completely revealed itself in front of everyone’s eyes. When Lin Dong looked at it, he involuntarily clenched his fists.

Currently, that huge tablet was covered with countless black demonic lines. These demonic lines were scattered across the tablet and they resembled the meridians of a person. Meanwhile, a death like aura was being slowly emitted from the stone tablet.

Other than those demonic lines, which pulsed like a heart, the stone tablet was also covered by a thick layer of ice. Currently, blue light was glimmering on that layer of ice, suppressing some of the demonic aura.

“As of now, I am only able to suppress some of the demonic aura and slow down the erosion.” Ying Huanhuan softly said. This layer of ice was clearly her handiwork. However, it was obvious that the true king within the Great Desolate Tablet was extremely powerful. Hence, she was unable to destroy it with her current strength.

“This is more than enough.” Lin Dong said solemnly. If it was not because Ying Huanhuan had intervened and helped to suppress the demonic aura, it was likely that the Great Desolate Tablet would not be able to hang on until his return.

“What should we do now?” Ying Huanhuan asked.

“I will enter the Great Desolate Tablet and finish off that true king.” Lin Dong said. Only by killing that true king, would the demonic aura disappear. Following which, the Great Desolate Tablet would be able to recover.

“I will go with you.” Ying Huanhuan said without any hesitation. The Yimo king within the Great Desolate Tablet was extremely powerful. Therefore, she was worried and did not want Lin Dong to go by himself.

Lin Dong hesitated for a moment upon hearing this.

“Humph, I am not weaker than you and I will not be a burden.” After she saw his hesitation, Ying Huanhuan immediately snorted softly and said.

Lin Dong smiled bitterly. He pondered for a moment before he nodded. As of now, Ying Huanhuan was indeed completely different compared to before. In fact, in an actual fight, he might not be able to defeat her. Furthermore, this was going to be an extremely dangerous task. Hence, he knew that he would have a better chance of success with her by his side.

“Alright. This time around, we will join forces to eliminate that devil.” Ying Huanhuan nodded with satisfaction after she saw Lin Dong nodding his head.

“Everyone, I will leave everything on the outside to you guys.”

Lin Dong once again reminded Little Marten’s group. After which, he extended his hand towards Ying Huanhuan. The latter’s face reddened slightly upon seeing this. After which, she placed her delicate hand into his.

An icy chill spread after her little hand landed into Lin Dong’s palm. It felt like ice, which had been frozen for tens of thousands of years, and that chill drilled deep into his bones.

“Ugh.”

Lin Dong sighed softly in his heart, before pity flashed across his eyes. After which, he gradually tightened his grip over Ying Huanhuan’s small hand. It was as though he wanted to warm that small icy cold hand.