Spiritual power was not something that just anyone could cultivate.
Generally only those with already strong spiritual power would choose to cultivate it further to become a spell formation master or alchemist.
So even though people like Luo Zi Yin had good spiritual roots, their spiritual power was not strong.
The sudden appearance of such powerful spiritual force brought tremendous pressure to them.
"How can there be such strong spiritual power?"
The Elder recovered from the shock and showed a look of astonishment.
"It must be Elder Su Tong!"
At this time, even Luo Zi Yin was somewhat shocked.
Just as they were discussing Su Tong, a powerful spiritual pressure appeared in an instant.
"No way!"
The elders who had been worried about Su Tong were now shocked beyond belief.
"Let's go see!"
Luo Zi Yin said and walked out of the council hall.
At this time many outside disciples were suppressed by the powerful spiritual force, not even daring to breathe.
Fortunately they recovered a bit now, though still fearful.
The mental pressure just now made them all kneel down.
"Sect Master, look!"
At this moment, a surprised voice called out.
Hearing it, Luo Zi Yin looked in the direction the elder was pointing.
Instantly, a look of astonishment appeared on her pretty face.
After a while, she finally recovered: "Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, come with me to block other sects from spying!"
"Yes!"
Hearing Luo Zi Yin's words, the three elders quickly responded.
Then four spiritual energies surged as a force activated, shielding the Crimson Rainbow Sect.
From the outside, nothing unusual seemed to be happening in the Crimson Rainbow Sect.
And the powerful spiritual force was confined within the sect by the four.
Only when everything was ready did the four breathe a sigh of relief and look up at the sky again.
At this time, a ray of light emerged in the sky above the Crimson Rainbow Sect, tracing patterns in the sky.
Each stroke that fell carried tremendous pressure.
One could feel the tremendous power contained within.
"Is Elder Su Tong constructing a spell formation?"
An elder finally spoke slowly.
Just now they had been too shocked to speak.
They never imagined Su Tong's spiritual power had reached such a terrifying level.
At least it was already at the third grade spell master level.
One should know, just half a month ago, Su Tong hadn't even started cultivating his spiritual power.
Yet in just half a month, he already possessed the spiritual power of a third grade spell master.
How could it not shock others?
"What is that?"
"Don't know!"
"It seems to have appeared from Elder Su Tong's residence!"
"Is that a spell formation? Looks like one!"
By now, some disciples had recognized it was a spell formation!
But they didn't know what purpose Su Tong's spell formation served.
Everyone just stared blankly at the light in the sky
tracing stroke by stroke.
Each stroke made them feel it contained profound mysteries.
They only knew, not understanding.
Such a scene continued for a full seven days.
For seven days, everyone in the Crimson Rainbow Sect spent their time staring at the sky.
No one cultivated or ate.
After all, cultivators could live well without food for ten days or half a month.
In seven days, the formation in the sky went from simple strokes to a complex spell formation.
An abstruse spell formation floated midair.
No one could comprehend the profound mysteries within.
After all, this formation was beyond their level of understanding.
"Phew, it's almost complete!"
Su Tong breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
Constructing this formation exceeded his imagination in difficulty.
This Spirit Convergence Formation should be a fourth grade one.
Su Tong's current spiritual power was only third grade.
Yet he still managed to construct this fourth grade Spirit Convergence Formation.
If other spell masters knew this, they would probably be angered to death.
A fourth grade formation that even fourth grade spell masters might not be able to complete.
Yet it was constructed by a third grade spell master?
"The last step!"
Su Tong looked at the formation in the sky, now fully constructed.
But it had not yet been activated.
"Whether it succeeds depends on these ten million spirit stones!"
Su Tong waved his hand, and the ten million spirit stones flew directly from his spatial ring into the Spirit Convergence Formation.
"Is it the last step?"
Seeing the millions of spirit stones entering the formation,
Luo Zi Yin's hands were clenched tightly.
If successful, the Crimson Rainbow Sect might become a second Spirit Convergence Sect and dominate the North Region.
If it failed, who knew how long before they could construct another formation.
As the spirit stones poured in, a white light appeared at the center of the Spirit Convergence Formation.
After the white light emerged, it started flowing along the pathways traced out by Su Tong's formation.
Shortly after, the entire Spirit Convergence Formation was enveloped in white light.
At this time, the formation also started to swell with the wind.
In an instant it surrounded the entire Crimson Rainbow Sect.
"Go!"
Su Tong's fingertips gently pointed at the void.
The formation then seemed to melt into the Crimson Rainbow Sect like watching it in a little box.
Right after the formation merged into the sect, everyone could feel the sect's spiritual energy start to rise.
"This spiritual energy...so rich!"
"Heavens, how has the sect's spiritual energy become so much richer!"
"How is this possible?"
"This...this..."
At this time, the disciples of the Crimson Rainbow Sect all felt it.
The spiritual energy within the sect kept rising. Even Tempering Realm disciples could sense it.
"Still rising!"
"It's already three times as dense as before!"
"Heavens, what exactly is going on?"
"Is it...because of that formation?"
At this time, some disciples suddenly understood.
The rise in spiritual energy was likely related to the formation.
"Success?"
Above, the elders were also extremely excited.
"It should have succeeded!"
Another elder, feeling the continually increasing spiritual energy, replied.
His voice trembled a little.
The eager looks on the other elders' faces were no less than the disciples'.
"Seven times denser!"
The Third Elder excitedly said!
"Eight times!"
The Second Elder's face showed joy!
"Nine times!"
The First Elder's hands even shook!
"Ten times as dense, he...he really succeeded!"
Luo Zi Yin felt the density of the spiritual energy around her.
Looking towards Su Tong's residence, her eyes were a little red.
He did it, he really did it!
Su Tong had really increased the entire Crimson Rainbow Sect's spiritual density by ten times.
That meant cultivating in the Crimson Rainbow Sect now would be like ten days in the past!
"Elder Su Tong!"
At this moment, someone shouted.
"Elder Su Tong!"
"Elder Su Tong!"
"..."
Countless others followed shouting.
Even some usually stern elders joined the disciples in yelling.
In an instant, the name "Elder Su Tong" spread throughout the entire Crimson Rainbow Sect!

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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”