Chapter 332: Entering the Stone Hall
When Lin Yan entered the tower, after a brief moment of darkness, his field of vision suddenly widened.
What appeared before his eyes was a vast stone hall so immense it seemed endless. The hall was filled with an ancient air, and soft lights flickered around like fairies.
This stone hall was extraordinary. Instead of bookshelves, there were numerous stones of different sizes. A faint light swirled around these stones.
Lin Yan stood at the door, observing the countless martial arts monuments that seemed to stretch endlessly. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This was the essence of a super sect. The sheer amount of martial arts here was truly terrifying. In the stone hall, some figures could be seen intently studying the stone monuments in front of them.
All of them were completely absorbed in contemplating the monuments, some sitting on the ground, staring fixedly at the stones as if immersed in a world of martial arts.
Lin Yan stepped lightly, moving quietly through the hall filled with martial arts monuments. At the same time, his gaze continuously scanned those stones, each containing various martial arts techniques.
"First-class martial arts, Rampaging Bull Technique." "First-class martial arts, Wandering Dragon Step." "Lower-rank martial arts, Sea Dragon Saber Technique."
Lin Yan examined the monuments, feeling somewhat dizzy. The variety of martial arts made his head spin. The number of martial arts the Stone Hall had gathered was evidently immense.
Any one of these martial arts could cause a sensation in the Great Flame Empire, but here, they were simply left for the disciples to observe.
"This is going to take a long time." After scanning about a hundred monuments, Lin Yan shook his head helplessly. This way, he probably wouldn't finish in days, if not entire nights.
"I'll go to the Desolate Stone first."
Lin Yan lifted his head and looked towards the end of the hall. Then he quickened his pace, passing between the monuments. After about ten minutes, he abruptly stopped and looked ahead with some amazement.
About a hundred meters away, there was a huge platform, and in the center of that platform stood a gigantic gray stone about a hundred meters tall, silently towering.
The stone was spherical, entirely dark gray, covered with moss, and fine, dense cracks could be seen. An indescribable wave constantly emanated from within the stone.
"This must be the Desolate Stone," Lin Yan murmured to himself, then looked around the platform. Around the Desolate Stone, many disciples sat quietly, slightly absorbing the desolate energy emanating from the stone.
Lin Yan's eyes were full of fervor. Immediately, he stepped forward, and the disciples nearby noticed his steps and looked at him. Then their eyes shone with a strange light, clearly recognizing Lin Yan.
However, Lin Yan decided not to pay attention to those gazes and instead walked directly towards the platform, stopping in front of a gray stone monument. On the monument were ancient characters.
"Desolate Stone."
The two ancient characters impressed Lin Yan's eyes, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch slightly. Then his gaze gradually descended, reading all the characters carved into the stone monument.
As his gaze descended, a trace of surprise gradually appeared on Lin Yan's face because he discovered that this so-called "Desolate Power" was not just a pure force.
Rather, it was a technique similar to a martial art, which differed greatly from what he had previously imagined.
The stone monument recorded the technique to cultivate the "Desolate Power," and in the end, Lin Yan also saw the true name of this technique: Desolate Decision.
"The so-called Desolate Power should be the force derived from cultivating this technique," Lin Yan reflected as he observed the enormous stone in front of him. He could sense the extraordinary nature of this "Desolate Decision."
The stone monument detailed the cultivation methods of the Desolate Decision. According to what it said, this technique had ten levels and was mandatory for the disciples of the Desolate Hall.
The cultivation method of this technique was quite strange. First, one had to absorb the "Desolate Power" from the Desolate Stone, condensing it into a seed within their body, and then nourish and strengthen this seed with elemental energy.
As the seed grew, the "Desolate Power" it contained also became more powerful.
In a sense, to cultivate this technique, one had to rely on the Desolate Stone. Otherwise, even if one knew the cultivation methods, it would be impossible to succeed.
"It's quite strange," Lin Yan murmured, his eyes slightly flickering. Then, he read all the information recorded on the stone monument again and then looked at the enormous Desolate Stone.
Only from a close distance could he perceive the antiquity and roughness of this stone. The marks on its surface were witnesses to the passage of time, and it was evident that this object had existed for a long time.
A hundred steps away from the Desolate Stone, there were several platforms where only one person could sit. On these platforms, the disciples of the Desolate Hall sat, slightly absorbing the Desolate Power emanating from the stone.
"This Desolate Power seems to have an extremely powerful corrosive force," Lin Yan observed. He discovered that the closer he got to the Desolate Stone, the denser the desolate energy floating around it. However, the surrounding disciples did not dare to get too close, preferring to sit a hundred steps away.
This scene made Lin Yan ponder. Then his gaze landed on the ground around the Desolate Stone, where the soil was barren, emanating a sense of desolation.
"I understand," Lin Yan smiled slightly. Then he lifted his foot and advanced towards the Desolate Stone step by step.
The disciples who were absorbing the Desolate Power noticed Lin Yan's action, after all, Lin Yan had walked among them.
Soon, a low murmur was heard in the quiet stone tower.
The numerous disciples of the Desolate Hall who were cultivating opened their eyes and looked at Lin Yan.
"Lin Yan, don't get too close to that Desolate Stone! Otherwise, you will be consumed by the Desolate Power and lose all chance of survival!" warned a disciple upon seeing Lin Yan's action.
"Thank you for the warning, senior brother!" Lin Yan turned and smiled slightly at the disciple, but continued advancing. Although the Desolate Power was formidable, it couldn't intimidate Lin Yan, who had already reached the perfection of the Profound Life Realm.
Lin Yan advanced effortlessly.
As Lin Yan continued to advance slowly, at that moment, the blind old man also entered the hall.
Holding a broom, he slowly approached a stone monument and then raised his head to look in the direction Lin Yan was heading. Then, the old man, whose face was full of wrinkles, seemed to show a trace of amazement. (End of the Chapter)
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