Published: February 24, 2025
Time passed like a shuttle. Four months later, Tan Yun remained in a coma, refining the three souls of heaven, earth, and destiny!
In his unconscious state, he seemed to be enduring unbearable torment, with streams of blood occasionally oozing from his seven orifices.
The heavenly slayer demon ape held a giant club, diligently protecting Tan Yun.
At the same time, at Huangfu Sacred Sect, in the Inner Sect, on Coiling Dragon Peak.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of inner sect disciples stood tall in front of three Crouching Dragon Platforms, their faces filled with sorrow as they gazed at the Artifact Monument—Crouching Dragon Rankings!
At the top of the Jade Tower, Dantai Xuanzhong stood up from his seat, looking out at the Crouching Dragon Rankings, where the names of over seven hundred disciples who died in the eternal land trial were displayed, a hint of sadness evident in his eyes.
At the very top of those seven hundred names, the words "Tan Yun" stood out prominently!
Dantai Xuanzhong's voice rang out, "Time flies, and today we have arrived at the day of the qualification contest for the eternal land trial."
"Three years ago on this day, this sovereign said that disciples who survived the eternal land trial would receive great rewards, and I have indeed delivered on that promise."
"Of the more than a thousand trial disciples who survived, I have rewarded all over two hundred of them, and they have now all become disciples of the Immortal Sect."
"Similarly, I also said that those unfortunate enough to perish would have their names inscribed on the Crouching Dragon Rankings, forever immortalized!"
Pausing for a moment, the grief in Dantai Xuanzhong's eyes was unmistakable, "Among the disciples who survived the trial, our fallen Danmai disciple Tan Yun single-handedly set an ambush in the abyss of the buried gods, killing over a thousand disciples from the Eternal Immortal Sect and Huangfu Sacred Sect!"
"Then, Tan Yun led the disciples from our sect in a decisive battle against the enemy, where he personally killed nearly three thousand!"
"Not only did he achieve remarkable military feats, but he also preserved the names of over two hundred of our trial disciples!"
"Yet, heaven is jealous of talented individuals; he passed away at a young age. Such a disciple is the eternal glory of our Huangfu Sacred Sect!"
"His deeds will never be forgotten, and his spirit will endure for millennia!"
Dantai Xuanzhong stated solemnly, "He will forever live in this sovereign's heart!"
At this moment, especially for the inner sect Danmai disciples, tears streamed down their faces!
Dantai Xuanzhong restrained his grief and anger, saying, "Therefore, this sovereign has sculpted a statue for him, to inspire the world!"
With a flick of his right arm, the Qiankun Ring shimmered, and instantly, a beam of white light shot out from it, piercing through the void before transforming into a supreme treasure artifact statue, descending beside the Crouching Dragon Rankings!
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the statue's size skyrocketed, ten zhang... one hundred zhang... nine hundred zhang, eventually becoming a towering statue of eighteen hundred zhang!
The statue depicted Tan Yun in a flowing white robe!
The craftsmanship of the statue was extraordinary, vividly presenting Tan Yun before the disciples.
In the statue, Tan Yun wore the white robe that Dantai Xuanzhong had gifted him. At this moment, his head was slightly raised, gazing into the distance, his eyes revealing a fiery intensity, embodying the spirit of dominating the world!
The robe's fabric was depicted as if caught in a wild wind, blending seamlessly with the fierce gusts that swept past the summit at that moment!
The sculpture soared three points higher than the Crouching Dragon Rankings; as everyone looked up at the statue, it was easy to imagine how significant Tan Yun's status was in the sovereign's heart!
Gazing at the statue, the Danmai disciples couldn't hold back their tears...
The elder disciples of the Danmai recalled Tan Yun's previous accomplishments, such as reaching the 108th level of the pagoda, and other glorious deeds, and upon realizing that Tan Yun was deceased, sorrow welled up within them.