Divine Replication System

Clearly, the spatial capabilities mastered by the Sky Origin Temple were beyond Lin Xuan's current realm of understanding.    

In less than the time it takes to draw a breath, time seemed to fold on itself.    

Lin Xuan found himself in a vast hall.    

Having visited this place twice before, it was familiar territory to him.    

At the front of the hall sat Wu Tumie, cross-legged and smiling, unchanged from before.    

Swoosh!    

"Type: Indestructible Puppet."    

"Name: Wu Tumie."    

"Cultivation: Peak Martial Monarch Stage (Half-step Emperor Level)."    

"Talent: Supreme Grade Cultivation talent, Emperor Grade Strength talent, Emperor Grade Speed talent, Emperor Grade Saber talent, Emperor Grade Sharp Gold talent, Emperor Grade Green Wood talent, Emperor Grade Heavy Water talent, Emperor Grade Crimson Fire talent, Emperor Grade Earth talent, Emperor Grade Violent Wind talent, Emperor Grade Flying talent, Emperor Grade Dark Element talent, Emperor Grade Illusion talent, Emperor Grade Crafting talent..."    

"Martial Arts: Indestructible Puppet Spell (Unknown, incomplete), Desolate Essence Technique (Supreme Level Low-grade, Great Completion), Great Multi-Essence Transformation (First Class Secret Art, Initial Perfect Level), Mountain Slaughtering Knife Technique (Emperor Level High-grade, Great Completion), Chasing Sun Fist (Emperor Level High-grade, Great Completion), Heaven Covering Palm (Emperor Level High-grade, Great Completion), Thousand Spirit Shadow Art (Emperor Level High-grade, Great Completion)..."    

"False Profound Meanings: 30% Blade Dao, 30% Sharp Gold, 30% Gale, 30% Crimson Fire, 20% Green Wood, 20% Heavy Water, 20% Earth, 20% Dark Element, 20% Illusion."    

"Personal Treasures: None."    

As Wu Tumie gazed at the attribute panel floating in the Void before him, he was profoundly moved, despite having witnessed it several times before.    

To date, Wu Tumie remained the most formidable individual he had encountered.    

Yet, for reasons unknown, such an eminent figure chose to seclude himself within the Tianyuan Secret Realm.    

Lin Xuan, my Martial Nephew, I never imagined that in just a few short months, you would utilize the Celestial Essence Sacred Token to return to the Secret Realm. And your cultivation progress is astounding—you've actually reached the third level of the Martial Monarch Stage!"    

This time, Wu Tumie, observing Lin Xuan's aura, could no longer contain his composure, his face betraying his astonishment. The last time Lin Xuan had returned from the Tianyuan Secret Realm, he was merely in the middle stage of the Martial King Stage. But now, in a mere few months, Lin Xuan had made rapid strides, not only breaking through to the Martial Monarch Stage but also ascending to its third level. Such a pace of advancement was unheard of across the entire Tianyuan Continent.    

Moreover, Lin Xuan's cultivation was robust and steady, his physique formidable and vigorous. Clearly, his progress was the result of diligent training, not the result of any illicit methods or reliance on pills to forcibly enhance his potential. This further underscored his extraordinary capabilities.    

At this moment, Wu Tumie was stirred, his earlier speculation now solidifying into conviction. Lin Xuan was very likely a prodigy of Emperor Level. They had indeed found a rare talent!    

"Greetings, Martial Uncle. I've merely been fortunate," Lin Xuan responded, maintaining a respectful demeanor.    

"Martial Nephew, having broken through to the Martial Monarch Stage, have you come to undertake the trial and become the Holy Son of the Sky Origin Temple?" Wu Tumie inquired, regaining his composure and speaking with gravity.    

"Yes, I seek your instruction," Lin Xuan replied, his expression earnest.    

Despite his significant increase in strength, upon facing Wu Tumie once more, Lin Xuan recognized that he was still no match for him. Even though Wu Tumie's cultivation was at the Half-level Emperor, he was undoubtedly among the elite within that tier. Lin Xuan knew that not even the other two Half-level Emperors he had encountered, Demon Aura Xiong and the Jade Dragon Empress, could rival him. While they shared the same cultivation level, the actual disparity between their powers was vast.    

"Alright, hahaha, alright!"    

Wu Tumie let out a light chuckle, his face breaking into a clear smile.    

"The test is quite straightforward—it's merely an assessment of your strength and potential."    

Previously, it was mere speculation, but now it was time for confirmation.    

Since Lin Xuan had volunteered, it suited Wu Tumie perfectly.    

"Martial Nephew, are you prepared?"    

Wu Tumie inquired once more.    

"Responding to Martial Uncle, I am prepared. Please proceed with your move, Martial Uncle."    

Lin Xuan stated with gravity.    

He had anticipated that his strength would be put to the test.    

Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited for his breakthrough to the Martial Monarch Stage.    

In this world, power reigns supreme, and the mighty are revered.    

"Such courage! There's no need for any fuss. Martial Nephew, brace yourself for my palm!"    

With those words,    

An overwhelming might erupted from him, surging tumultuously in all directions.    

Wu Tumie lifted his hand and struck out towards Lin Xuan.    

A palm imprint, pitch-black as ink and only a few meters across, materialized.    

It descended upon Lin Xuan.    

Though the black palm print was small, it was incredibly dense, as tangible as an actual palm.    

It radiated an intense Emperor Aura.    

Under this single palm strike, the heavens and earth seemed to invert, and all things crumbled.    

It exceeded any offensive Lin Xuan had previously encountered.    

This appeared to be a mere casual palm from Wu Tumie.    

Yet, to Lin Xuan, it was frighteningly powerful.    

Lin Xuan had battled with a Half-level Emperor before, but his expression remained extremely grave.    

Even the Half-level Emperor Demon Aura Xiong, whom he had previously sparred with, would likely fail to catch this palm.    

Lin Xuan realized in an instant.    

The other party was evidently aiming to gauge his true capabilities.    

There was no longer any reason for him to conceal his power.    

With a mere thought,    

The Star Cloud Sky Shattering Bow and Starfall Arrow materialized in his hands.    

This Emperor Level bow and arrow set represented his most formidable offensive measure.    

Should he not exert his full strength, the outcome could be dire.    

Yet, with his Emperor Level physique, his life was not in jeopardy.    

At the very least, his safety was assured.    

Lin Xuan finally dared to unleash his full power without any reservations.    

He nocked an arrow and drew his bow.    

Inside his Dantian, the Profound Pill rotated at breakneck speed.    

Pill Essence flowed out in torrents, as if it were inexhaustible, and poured into the Emperor Level bow in his hands.    

The Xingchen Bow radiated with an increasingly vibrant blue-green light.    

Additionally, he activated the Body Refining Divine Art.    

A bellow that seemed to tear through the ancient wilderness echoed from the Void.    

Lin Xuan was enveloped in a shimmering golden light.    

Behind him, a golden phantom took shape, majestic and towering, with the head of a dragon and the body of an elephant, covered in golden scales.    

"The Primordial Dragon Elephant? This kid actually mastered the Body Refining Divine Art of the Primordial Dragon Spell!"    

"That means he truly is the chosen son of destiny we've been searching for!"    

"He must represent the final resistance of this world!"    

"We must grasp this final chance. Otherwise, even if we remain hidden in this Secret Realm, unaffected by exposure, we will still succumb to the depletion of spiritual energy and the ensuing destruction of the world!"    

"Let's test him first to be sure."    

"..."    

Several divine senses stirred within this space, exchanging thoughts.    

Chapter 12 - The Secret Realm