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Chapter 1699 - Illusion Within Illusion!

"What are you doing!?" The woman's eyes widened, filled with shock. She quickly retreated more than a few thousand feet in the blink of an eye. Her hand formed a seal and seven-colored light surrounded her body. Seven long swords appeared and rotated around her.

A giant shadow appeared behind her. This was a seven-colored flower. It bloomed in a demonic way and gave off an alluring scent.

Wang Lin's expression didn't change. He stood there motionlessly and looked at the Seven-Colored Daoist coming from the third layer. The Seven-Colored Daoist's expression was indifferent as he raised his right hand. A bright sun appeared in his hand!

The sun wasn't big, only the size of his palm. However, the light and heat it gave off were like that of a real sun.

Wang Lin's hair immediately began to burn and intense pain filled his body. The intense pain caused his expression to become twisted, as if his body was going to be melted by the sun.

However, his gaze was still calm, without any change, allowing the sun to close in on him. In the distance, the woman was filled with disbelief and shock as the sun devoured Wang Lin.

"How did this happen… He is crazy… He is really crazy…" However, at the next breath, the woman's eyes widened as she stared ahead and almost screamed.

Wang Lin, who should have died in the sun, walked out. His hair wasn't burned at all, his clothes weren't damaged, and he didn't look tired. Instead, he looked calm, calm, calm!

"All of this is fake!" Wang Lin closed his eyes and waved his right hand. The seven-colored light dissipated, the sun dissipated, the Seven-Colored Daoist dissipated, the fourth deck dissipated, the third and second layers of the deck dissipated!

The last one to dissipate was the woman. Her face was filled with disbelief and confusion as she dissipated from this place.

Wang Lin opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, what he saw was the first deck of the Soul Devil Ship. The sail fluttered on the mast and the ghostly face on the sail had a strange smile.

Wang Lin was still sitting on the first deck and the ancient one shadow was still around him. Not far from him, the woman sitting there also opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with a deep sense of confusion.

"It turns out you didn't even know everything was just an illusion…" Wang Lin turned to look outside the boat. The layers of protection were still around the ship and there was no sign of seven-colored light or the Seven-Colored Daoist.

"Even she was fake…"

Wang Lin silently stood up and waved his right hand. The ancient one shadow dissipated. He looked around before finally looking at the sail on the mast of the ship.

"What happened…" At this moment, the confusion in the woman's eyes dissipated as she stared at Wang Lin. Then she suddenly looked around. After she got a clear look at everything, her expression changed greatly!

"Great Soul True Illusion!! This is elder sister's strongest spell! In order to kill Seven-Colored, even I was shrouded in this spell!" This woman was Fan Shanlu. She got up and staggered back a few steps before coughing out blood.

"The arrival of the Seven-Colored Daoist was fake. He may have really chased us here, but he didn't appear before us." Wang Lin's gaze was still locked onto the ghostly face on the sail.

"You two sisters are very interesting. You think everything is within your calculations. You brought me here with a threat from both light and dark to get me to hand over the Oath of Blood… Your elder sister is even more brilliant. The moment I entered here, she created a world of illusion. She created the Seven-Colored Daoist pursuing us to get us here.

"Then she even went behind your back. When I was preparing to study the restrictions, she created an illusion within an illusion, so I couldn't see through it. In that illusion within an illusion, she almost forced me to hand over the Oath of Blood…

"Brilliant! I, Wang Lin, have encountered countless people in my life, and only one person has made me dread him in my heart. Now there is one more, that is your elder sister!" Wang Lin remained calm; even his words contained no emotions.

Fan Shanlu's face was deathly pale and she carefully thought about everything that had happened. Her expression gradually became gloomy. She was certain what Wang Lin had said was true, she had indeed fallen to her elder sister's illusion!

"For your elder sister to have such powerful illusion spell, I'm guessing the Great Soul Sect is famous for their illusion spells on the Immortal Astral Continent. Illusions, illusions, illusions…" Wang Lin took a deep breath.

Fan Shanlu pondered for a moment and then spoke softly with a complicated gaze, "The Great Soul Sect is indeed most famous for its illusion spells. Not everyone is qualified to learn it. My elder sister has the talent and has already cultivated to the point of double illusion!

"The illusion within illusion you spoke of before was the double illusion. One step further is triple illusion, and we wouldn't have been able to escape that."

"I believe that when you said your sister died to the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign and was then resurrected by your teacher, you lied. She didn't die, and it is likely that her illusion fooled the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign…

"It is even likely that what happened between those two wasn't as you said…

"However, I'm not interested in any of this!" As Wang Lin spoke, he stepped forward and arrived next to the mast. His eyes became cold and he tore down the sail.

"I'll take this treasure!"

At this moment, on the Immortal Astral Continent, in a frozen mountain, the woman inside suddenly opened her eyes and coughed out blood. Her eyes were filled with shock.

"He actually broke my Great Soul True Illusion!!"

At the same time, in another part of this strange space where the ship was located, the Seven-Colored Daoist sat there among the corpses of many fierce beasts. His expression sometimes revealed pain and sometimes revealed excitement. This kind of strange expression rarely appeared on him.

Even he had entered the illusion the moment he entered here. Or it was better to say that he had voluntarily entered it. Otherwise, even though his cultivation level was lower than Fan Shanmeng's, it wouldn't have been difficult to leave.

However, only he knew why he was willing to enter the illusion and not wake up.

Chapter 1700 - Decisive

Wang Lin tore off the ghostly face sail. He carefully looked at the ghostly face, and the ghostly face seemed to be staring back at him.

The reason Fan Shanmeng was able to use her Great Soul True Illusion and reach the level of double illusion while she was far away on the Immortal Astral Continent was because of this sail.

Wang Lin clearly remembered how he looked at the ghostly face before he ended the illusion within an illusion. After that, he was completely trapped until he broke the illusion, and when he opened his eyes, he was still looking at the ghostly face.

It seemed as if everything in that illusion had happened the instant Wang Lin looked at the ghostly face.

On the side, Fan Shanlu pondered silently for a moment and then slowly said, "This is the treasure of my Great Soul Sect and also the main soul sail of the Soul Devil Ship…"

"I don't care about the matter between you two sisters. There is no need to exchange Oaths of Blood, as we share a common goal. If there no hidden intent, then we can cooperate.

"However, your elder sister's behavior before was very interesting. Tell her that I'll be taking this ghostly sail and this Soul Devil Ship as compensation for the unpleasantry that happened!" Wang Lin waved his right hand and put away the sail into his storage space as he looked at Fan Shanlu.

Fan Shanlu opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she remained silent. She silently stood there with a complicated expression in her eyes.

"You don't need to leave this ship. I can leave this ship with you. When I need it, I'll call you to bring it to me. Is the ancient altar you spoke of when we were in the illusion in this ship?" Wang Lin spoke, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Fan Shanlu pondered for a long time before shaking her head. She raised her hand and a jade flew toward Wang Lin. He caught it and saw there was a map inside.

"There are countless fierce beasts in the space here. This space was formed due to the battle that happened in the cave. Somehow, it connected to a strange world. If you follow the map, you will see an ancient altar.

"This jade also contains a spell. This is the spell I spoke of in the illusion that can devour the third soul. You should study it well," Fan Shanlu spoke softly as she looked into the distance. Her gaze contained a hint of homesickness.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and then clasped his hands at Fan Shanlu. Just as he was about to leave, Fan Shanlu's quiet words echoed.

"My elder sister is so desperate for revenge that even I was used… We can cooperate, and I'll do my best to help you. I only have one request: when you open the gate to the Immortal Astral Continent, take me with you… I want to go home…

"It is very difficult to open this cave. Only the third soul has the memory and knows where the Heavenly Dao is. Only by summoning the Heavenly Dao can you enter the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign's celestial palace…

"The celestial palace was the location of the great war from back then. Although it is in ruins, there is a door there that leads to the Immortal Astral Continent. Opening that gate means opening up the cave."

Wang Lin stopped. After pondering for a bit, he turned to look at the bleak Fan Shanlu and nodded.

"I promise you!" Wang Lin rarely made promises. This was his first promise since he reached the third step.

It wasn't for any benefit, it had nothing to do with trust or anything. It was only because of what she had said.

"I want to go home…"

Fan Shanlu bit her lower lip and looked at Wang Lin. After hearing Wang Lin's words, she nodded and bit the tip of her tongue. She spat out ball of blood that was scarlet red but soon turned golden as it flew toward Wang Li.

"This is my Oath of Blood!"

Wang Lin caught that pale golden blood and put it inside his body. He didn't turn around and left.

Wang Lin no longer needed to study the restrictions on the ship. The world inside the double illusion was the same as the real world. All the knowledge Wang Lin had gained inside the illusion stayed with him.

Just like how Fan Shanlu was injured in the illusion and still had the same injuries after the illusion broke. The Great Soul Sect's spells were indeed strange and unfathomable.

"That ghost face sail is the main sail for the Soul Devil Ship. The sail is not simply that ghostly face, it also contains many restrictions. These restrictions include everything about the Soul Devil Ship.

"If I refine this sail, not only can I master more restrictions, but I can also use it to control the ship!" Wang Lin's divine sense entered his storage space and slowly refined the sail. As he refined, he gradually learned more about how to control the ship. As time passed, he would eventually gain full control over the ship.

A moment later, Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he no longer thought about the sail. He raised his hand and touched the spot between his eyebrows.

"Ye Mo's child died by my hand and I absorbed eight drops of ancient blood. If I can fuse with them, it will make my ancient one body even stronger!

"Right now I must go look at the altar, perhaps I'll find some luck there… Although I'm at the Spirit Void stage, I am still lacking compared to the Arcane Void cultivators…

"Now that the Ancient Celestial Realm has opened and the four generals have appeared, their goal should be to search for the third soul… That will save me a lot of trouble, and this is the perfect time to raise my cultivation level!" Wang Lin pondered as he moved faster and faster. His divine sense spread out to carefully observe his surroundings.

The sky was completely dark and the auras of fierce beasts lingered everywhere. These beasts were not a threat to Wang Lin; they would retreat in fear the moment his divine sense swept by.

In this foreign space, Wang Lin was very wary. Although the surrounding beasts were no threat to him, there was one thing he was uncertain of: whether or not the Seven-Colored Daoist had come here!

Although his divine sense was spread out, he was completely focused. If anything abnormal happened, he would escape. This was very dangerous, but he had to go to the altar.

If he became too scared to move around due to one uncertainty, then he wouldn't have been able to reach the cultivation level he had today.

After several hours, Wang Lin suddenly stopped and his expression changed. Without hesitation, he rapidly retreated and was about to disappear.

However, just as he was about to disappear, he exclaimed and stared straight ahead. His expression was constantly changing.

His divine sense saw a figure sitting there, motionless, hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, sitting among the corpses of countless fierce beasts.

The figure's expression was sometimes complicated, sometimes confused, sometimes resentful, and sometimes excited.

He was the Seven-Colored Daoist!

After pondering for a while, Wang Lin's eyes lit up. The Seven-Colored Daoist looked extremely strange, but after pondering for a bit, Wang Lin realized that he seemed to be trapped in an illusion.

"This is likely Fan Shanmeng's illusion. Even the Seven-Colored Daoist is trapped. With his cultivation level, this illusion… This matter… Something is wrong with this!" Wang Lin was extremely smart, and after pondering a bit, he immediately realized the problem.

Wang Lin's heart started pounding and a rare struggle appeared in his heart. On one hand he should immediately leave. In his current state, the Seven-Colored Daoist wouldn't chase after Wang Lin.

Due to this, Wang Lin's trip to the altar would be without danger.

On the other hand, Wang Lin felt like this was an opportunity. If he could enter Seven-Colored's illusion, then he would be able to uncover some secrets. He felt that Fan Shanmeng's cultivation level wasn't high enough to trap the Seven-Colored Daoist; there had to be some other reason.

He faintly felt that if he gave up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he would definitely regret it in the future!

After struggling for seven to eight minutes, there was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes!

"Seek wealth in danger!" Wang Lin moved forward with full caution and his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was 100,000 feet away from the Seven-Colored Daoist.

There was a large amount of fierce beast corpses in the area. Wang Lin stood on one and looked down at it. His eyes slowly began to glow.

"These fierce beasts haven't been dead for long…" Wang Lin looked at Seven-Colored in the distance. He raised his right hand and the corpse of a beast that was about 100 feet large floated upward. Wang Lin waved his hand and the corpse flew toward the Seven-Colored Daoist.

Wang Lin leaned slightly backwards as he stared at the corpse as it flew within 1,000 feet of the Seven-colored Daoist.

However, just as the corpse got within 1,000 feet, the seven-colored light behind the Seven-Colored Daoist shined. Then the corpse silently disappeared before Wang Lin.

There was no flesh or blood, no pieces left. It had disappeared completely.

"Sure enough!" Wang Lin silently pondered and cautiously walked forward. He was not fast and his heart pounded as he walked forward. He crossed the 100,000 feet distance and stopped 1,000 feet away from the Seven-Colored Daoist, where the corpse disappeared.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin clenched his teeth and sat down. His right hand pointed to the spot between his eyebrows and seemed to reach deep into his soul. Wang Lin's vision became blurry as he pulled out his right hand and pointed at the Seven-Colored Daoist.

"May my dream enter your illusion, Dream Dao!"

Wang Lin's finger pointed and he trembled. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The blur in his vision disappeared, and he remained sitting and nothing had changed.

The Dream Dao spell didn't require direct physical contact, but the Seven-Colored Daoist had a high cultivation level and a barrier around him, so Wang Lin wasn't able to enter his illusion with the Dream Dao.

Wang Lin frowned, revealing a reluctant expression.

Chapter 1701 - Reason!

Waves of aura of that could make all life tremble spread out from the Seven-Colored Daoist. As it spread out, the fierce beasts would retreat in panic before they could even get close. This aura frightened them greatly.

This aura was even stronger than the heavens' might; no life dared to come near it. It was powerful enough to make heaven and earth to tremble in fear from its might.

The reason there were so many fierce beast corpses around the Seven-Colored Daoist was likely because they had been killed before he entered the illusion.

Wang Lin was a bold man. At this moment, his eyes narrowed. After pondering a bit, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. This blood turned into a total of 99 drops. Each drop contained the aura of his cultivation.

His eyes became serious as he waved his sleeves and one drop flew out, floating before his forehead.

"Immortal Ancient…" As Wang Lin muttered, all his ancient power surged and gathered on this drop of blood along with a sliver of his origin soul.

The drop of blood immediately became crystal clear. It now looked like a crystal!

After being fused with Wang Lin's ancient power, this drop of blood gave off a bright red glow. Wang Lin let out a breath and the drop of blood flew forward. The remaining 98 drops surrounded it, forming a halo of blood.

Under the protection of the halo, it flew within 1,000 feet of the Seven-Colored Daoist.

The moment it came within 1,000 feet of him, the blood halo formed by 98 drops of blood silently disintegrated, leaving only the drop filled with ancient power! However, they had resisted the first wave of destruction for that drop of blood.

This drop of blood instantly flew hundreds of feet. During this time, it was destroyed tens of thousands of times, but it immediately recovered due to the ancient power.

In an instant, this drop of blood was within 100 feet of the Seven-Colored Daoist. Once it reached this point, the ancient power recovery wasn't able to keep up. The drop of blood rapidly dissipated until only a sliver remained.

This sliver of blood could still be seen by the naked eye, but if one wasn't careful, it would be easy to miss. This sliver contained a part of Wang Lin's origin soul, so the constant destruction sent pain that made Wang Lin's expression become twisted.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The moment the trace of blood was destroyed, it penetrated the last 100 feet and landed between the Seven-Colored Daoist's eyebrows. The moment the blood dissipated, the strand of origin soul inside touched the Seven-Colored Daoist's body.

1,000 feet away, Wang Lin closed his eyes and let out a soft murmur.

"Dream Dao!"

With these two words, Wang Lin's mind trembled and and everything in his mind collapsed. As it all collapsed, a seven-colored light appeared and took his mind, causing it to sink into the endless abyss.

This was a world of seven colors. The sky was seven-colored, the earth was seven-colored, and even the clouds were seven-colored. There were many mountains on the earth, and Wang Lin appeared standing on the peak of a mountain.

After a brief moment of confusion, he immediately looked around.

"This is the illusion the Seven-Colored Daoist is in!"

Wang Lin carefully spread out his divine sense as he silently pondered. He flew forward and the pieces of the earth flashed by. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Lin suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

He saw a person sitting on the mountain head. This person was the Seven-Colored Daoist.

He was sitting there with his eyes opened. He was looking at the sky and his expression seemed somewhat dull.

Around his body floated nine fist-sized balls of light that were like flames. These were the nine fire birds, or suns. They were the Seven-Colored Daoist's cultivation and treasure.

"Shan Meng… I remember, your name is Fan Shanmeng…" the Seven-Colored Daoist muttered.

Wang Lin looked at the Seven-Colored Daoist in the distance and revealed a strange expression. He had heard what the Seven-Colored Daoist had said, but the Seven-Colored Daoist doesn't seem to notice him.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin's eyes lit up.

"Could it be an illusion within an illusion…" A moment later, Wang Lin carefully stepped toward the Seven-Colored Daoist. He soon arrived under the mountain and was 1,000 feet from the Seven-Colored Daoist.

Staring at the Seven-Colored Daoist, Wang Lin's eyes revealed a decisive gaze. His right hand reached out and took out the ghostly face sail from his storage space. Although he didn't know what it did and hadn't refined it completely, he had fused his divine sense into it.

After taking out the sail, Wang Lin sat down and waved it. The moment Wang Lin controlled it, the sail wrapped around his body and flew forward with his origin soul.

Wang Lin's origin soul left his body and entered the sail. The sail seemed to break through the void and rushed toward the Seven-Colored Daoist. The sail opened up in the sky and the ghostly face gradually turned into Wang Lin's face, and the Seven-Colored Daoist looked at it with his dazed eyes.

At this instant, Wang Lin's vision suddenly darkened. The Seven-Colored Daoist's eyes were like black holes and immediately pulled him in.

"Enter!" Wang Lin sent out an order when a thunderous rumble followed by a familiar, mad laughter entered his ears.

The darkness before him seem to be ripped open by some strange force, and what happened before him was a place filled with collapsed pagodas. With all the ruins of the towering pagodas, it looked like a sect.

That familiar laughter belonged a middle-aged man with long hair wearing a grey robe. This middle-aged man was handsome and his eyes were cold. He exuded a sense of pride that could be felt by everyone from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, he raised his right hand. There was a giant pagoda before him. Just as he was about to break the pagoda, it collapsed and seven-colored light flashed from within. An angry person walked out!

When Wang Lin took a look at this person, he took a deep breath. This person was exactly the same as the statue in Wang Lin's storage space, he was the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign!

Although the middle-aged man's appearance was unfamiliar, his laughter and voice shocked Wang Lin. Wang Lin recognized that he was the madman!

There was a scarlet red dragon floating behind the madman. It let out an arrogant roar. Next to the madman was a bald teenager wearing a coat.

The bald teenager's body looked thin, and at this moment, he had a ferocious expression as he fought someone. Wang Lin recognized the person the teenager was fighting, it was the Azure Dragon General!

Looking around, this place was a battle ground, and it was extremely chaotic. Three of the four generals were present, and the eight concubines were here too!

Thunderous rumbles echoed and the earth collapsed. Large amounts of fragments collapsed and countless spatial rifts appeared in the sky. Gusts of cold wind flew out, freezing the land.

Watching all of this, Wang Lin was shocked. After a moment of being shocked, the madman and the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign collided, causing a thunderous rumble. The Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign was knocked back and coughed out blood. His face was filled with pain and madness as he let out a violent roar.

"Fan Shanmeng, Fan Shanlu, why did you two betray me?! Was I not good to you? Why!? Was it just because I obtained that fragment that you forgot the tens of thousands of years we spent together!?

"Fan Shameng, come out!!

"You sneak attacked me during the journey back, but I allowed you to leave and didn't kill you. Do you know how much it pained my heart? Do you know?! Now you have led an outsider to come and kill me, you bitch!!! And you, Lian Daofei, you have a noble status and countless dao partners beside you. You took a fancy to that bitch years ago, do you think I didn't know?!" the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign roared, his eyes filled with madness.

The madman, or to be more accurate, Lian Daofei, looked extremely proud. After hearing this, he shook his head and revealed a smile, saying,

"It was her who seduced this king, but this king has no interest in someone else's dao partner. I only came for the fragment. Hand over the fragment and I'll leave. I won't get involved in the affair between you two."

"Fragment? Today, none of you here can leave!" The Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign's eyes were red and he waved his sleeve. The world changed colors and a giant vortex appeared in the sky. A giant eye appeared inside the vortex.

This eye had no emotion and was completely indifferent. It stared at everything below it and then slowly closed.

The moment the eye closed, Lian Daofei's expression changed greatly.

"Heavenly Dao!!"

"All of you, die for this lord!!" The Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign waved his hand and the world trembled. Black gas spread out and covered Wang Lin's vision.

Miserable screams echoed and a powerful aura that made Wang Lin tremble shrouded his mind.

Lian Daofei was seriously injured inside this black gas and was devoured by the Heavenly Dao. The Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign's body collapsed and scattered. His scattered body split into three parts that flew in all directions.

One part was the Seven-Colored Daoist and the other was his essence. The last one carried all his memories, and it flew off into the distance.

Just at this moment, the Seven-Colored Daoist that was the first soul flew off after the third soul. Wang Lin's mind suddenly became clear, and at this moment, he knew why the Seven-Colored Daoist was willing to be trapped inside the illusion and not leave!

Chapter 1702 - Roar Shocks Seven-Colored!

"Such cunning and decisive actions, Seven-Colored Daoist…" Wang Lin was witnessing everything and his mind was completely clear. He understood why the Seven-Colored Daoist was willing to be trapped in the illusion.

Fan Shanmeng had lured the Seven-Colored Daoist into the illusion, and he had allowed her to bring him in. However, he had used his powerful cultivation to forcibly change the illusion to go back to the battle where the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign shattered.

"The one thing he wants the most is to find the third soul. However, even after all these years, he still couldn't find any clues about the third soul!

"He doesn't know where the third soul is hiding and who it is now. Thus, he borrowed this illusion to return back to when the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign split into the three souls and seven fragments!

"Then he is going to follow the third soul like he is doing now. He is going to see where it went to reincarnate!

"If he really sees where the third soul went, it could be a chance to find the third soul even if the illusion is fake!

"I can't let him succeed. If he really does manage to see what happened, he might really find the third soul!"

Wang Lin, still surrounded by the ghostly face sail, charged forward. He was here with his origin soul, so he was much faster than usual. However, he still couldn't keep up with the Seven-Colored Daoist and the third soul. Those two disappeared before him, and Wang Lin spread out his divine soul but still couldn't find them.

"I can't continue like this, I'm too slow…" There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes. His right hand hit his body and he spat out a mouthful of essence energy. This essence energy was more precious than essence blood. His origin soul immediately weakened.

His origin soul stepped forward and fused with the essence energy. His speed suddenly increased greatly and he rushed forward 100 times faster than before.

In an instant, Wang Lin appeared far away, and a flash of seven-colored light appeared at the edge of his divine sense!

"Still need a bit more!" Wang Lin clenched his teeth and spat out another mouthful of essence energy. His speed increased greatly once more. Sharp pain came from his origin soul as if he was going to be torn apart. He had reached the fast speed he could withstand.

With this speed, Wang Lin finally caught up to the Seven-Colored Daoist with his divine sense. He also saw the light that was the third soul ahead of the Seven-Colored Daoist.

The Seven-Colored Daoist frowned. He had, of course, noticed Wang Lin. He had changed this illusion by force, so he naturally knew someone else had entered. However, right now was a critical moment for him to find where the third soul had gone.

This kind of chance was once-in-a-lifetime. After all, no one in the cave world could use such a powerful illusion spell!

He completely ignored Wang Lin and focused on locking on to the third soul. He wanted to see where the third soul would go!

As long as he could find where it was going, he would be confident in finding the third soul after leaving this illusion!

Time instantly passed by. Wang Lin coughed out a third mouthful of essence energy to barely keep up with the Seven-Colored Daoist. His origin soul seemed to be burning as he rushed forward.

The star system before him seemed to blur and revealed a star map. This star map was like the whole cave condensed. Wang Lin immediately recognized it as a map of the entire cave world.

There was still no Realm Sealing Formation separating the Inner and Outer Realms; they were still whole!

Wang Lin personally saw the third soul charge into the star map. Although it didn't head to the center, it was close to the center. If one carefully divided the map, it was clearly the Inner Realm!!

"Inner Realm!! The third soul went to the Inner Realm!!" Wang Lin's eyes revealed a strange light and he disappeared in a flash. The Seven-Colored Daoist let out a roar and his hand formed a seal. The star map began to expand rapidly, and the third soul that had disappeared was found once more!

The third soul pierced through the current Cloud Sea and flew toward the Summoned River.

Perhaps it would stop in the Summoned River, or it could pierce through to another star system. It wouldn't take long for Wang Lin to know where the third soul had gone to reincarnate!

However, similarly, if Wang Lin could see it, the Seven-Colored Daoist could see it as well. The Seven-Colored Daoist was filled with excitement. Although he didn't know if this was all real or if was happening the same way it did in the past, this was a chance!

The first chance he had over the countless years!

"If he finds the third soul, I'll without a doubt die. I must find it before him! If I can't find it, then I can't let anyone else find it!" Wang Lin's eyes were cold and decisive. However, his cultivation level was far lower, so he could not stop this.

Seeing the third soul seem to slow down and about the stop, the excitement in the Seven-Colored Daoist had reached a peak. At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly stopped, and his hand formed a seal. The ghostly face sail around his origin soul flashed and his origin soul suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, the world was covered in seven-colored light. Wang Lin's body trembled and he returned to the first illusion where the Seven-Colored Daoist sat filled with excitement.

Wang Lin's origin soul was surrounded by the sail, and after looking around, his origin soul returned to his body in the first illusion.

The moment he entered his body, he stood up and walked toward the Seven-Colored Daoist without hesitation!

He was unable to stop the Seven-Colored Daoist in the second illusion, but he could return to the first illusion using the sail. He could awaken the Seven-Colored Daoist here and achieve his goal.

Just as Wang Lin closed in on the Seven-Colored Daoist, the nine firebirds suddenly opened their eyes. They emitted a powerful heatwave. This heat was not the power of fire, but light!

The heat of light was countless times stronger than fire. As it shrouded Wang Lin, he felt like he was going to melt. His hair caught on fire and instantly dissipated.

Wang Lin's body was filled with intense pain. He felt as if he would be turned to gas if he got a bit closer!

"I can't get close!!" Wang Lin's face became pale and he became anxious. He didn't know what the Seven-Colored Daoist had seen inside the second illusion, but he knew that if he didn't have a method of stopping him, then he had to escape immediately!

However, Wang Lin was unwilling to leave like this. He retreated a few steps and stared at the excited Seven-Colored Daoist that was surrounded by the nine suns.

"How can I awaken him… How should I do it!? How could I do it!?" Wang Lin's eyes shined brightly as various thoughts appeared in his mind.

After several breaths, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly narrowed!

"Illusion. An illusionary world is like a dream. If I consider him to be sleeping, I just need to wake him up, then this problem has become a lot more simple.

"If he is asleep, I just need to wake him up. Wake him up…" Wang Lin's eyes shined brightly and he waved his sleeve. His thunder and fire essence flew out, forming a fire vortex that gave off bolts of thunder.

At the same time, Wang Lin formed a seal. His life and death essence, true and false essence, and karma essence all flew out. They fused into the vortex, making it even larger.

In the end, the slaughter essence appeared. The moment it entered, the vortex rumbled and changed shapes due to Wang Lin's will. In the end, it took the shape of a horn!

Wang Lin had used his six essences to form this horn that could amplify his voice. The essences rotating inside the horn could cause the sound that entered to increase countless fold!

After doing all of this, Wang Lin activated all his three ancient clan powers to form ancient power. The shadow of an ancient one appeared behind him.

The veins on Wang Lin's face swelled as he sucked in a breath. Then he let out a roar into the horn formed by his six essences!

This was the roar of the ancient god, of an ancient one! This was the roar Wang Lin had learned in the ancient tomb, the same one he had used against the Sovereign!

The sky collapsed and the earth trembled. Rifts were ripped open and the world changed colors. Countless spatial rifts were torn open between the Wang Lin and the Seven-Colored Daoist.

A storm started to rage; this was also caused by Wang Lin's roar. And this was all before it was amplified by the horn formed by his six essences!

Chapter 1703 - Greed Appears Once More!

Wang Lin's roar turned into a storm and entered the horn formed by his six essences. After echoing inside for a while, the storm came out of the other end of the horn.

The roar was already extremely powerful, and now it had been amplified countless fold. The first illusion began to disintegrate at a rapid pace.

This roar formed an unimaginable sound and landed on the nine suns around the Seven-Colored Daoist like a storm. The nine suns showed signs of extinguishing, and the sound directly entered the Seven-Colored Daoist's ears!

Inside the second illusion, the Seven-Colored Daoist was filled with excitement. Normally, this kind of excitement wouldn't arise within a cultivator like him, but he couldn't help it right now. He had waited for so long, it could be said he had waited a lifetime!

Today, he had finally found a clue leading to the third soul through the power from the Immortal Astral Continent. He didn't know if this was real or something he had imagined, but this was the first time he was so close to the third soul!

In his gaze, he saw the third soul penetrate the Summoned River and head toward what would later be the Brilliant Void. His hand formed a seal as he wanted a closer look, but just at this moment, a shocking change occurred!

He heard a thunderous roar in his ears. At first it wasn't loud, but soon it increased greatly and became the only sound in the Seven-Colored Daoist's ears!

Roar!!

Under this roar, everything before the Seven-Colored Daoist seemed to be torn apart by a powerful force. It seemed like it wanted to pull him out from this second illusion!

The third soul that he could still see clearly disappeared before him. The star map before him blurred and collapsed. Not just the star map, but everything around him disintegrated!

All of this happened too fast. This was his most excitement-filled moment, but just as he was about to see where the third soul had gone, everything disappeared.

The Seven-Colored Daoist was startled. He couldn't stop this, because it was someone in the first illusion waking him up.

"No!!!" After being startled for a moment, he let out an extremely angry roar!

This roar came from his mouth and also came from the mouth of the Seven-Colored Daoist in the first illusion. It collided with Wang Lin's roar and formed a destructive force!

The horn formed by the six essences instantly shattered. Wang Lin coughed out blood, feeling like his whole body was going to shatter. At the same time, the nine suns scattered and a powerful impact shot toward him.

At this moment of danger, Wang Lin used his Ancient Immortal Spell to recover. He waved his hand and the ghostly face sail surrounded him. The moment the impact got close, Wang Lin disappeared.

1,000 feet outside the Seven-Colored Daoist in the mysterious space filled with fierce beasts, Wang Lin opened his eyes. He coughed out blood and his eyes were dim, but he retreated without any hesitation.

With one step, he disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was extremely far away and coughed out another mouthful of blood. Wang Lin didn't even have time to heal before he escaped like crazy.

The Seven-Colored Daoist sitting within the large amount of beast corpses suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was twisted. He stared straight ahead and let out a violent roar.

"Wang Lin, if I don't kill you, then I'm not a person!!!" This roar echoed across the star domain. The large amount of fierce beast corpses trembled. They turned to dust and scattered in all directions.

The Seven-Colored Daoist chased after Wang Lin with monstrous killing intent!

Wang Lin was very far but still heard that angry roar. His face was pale as he coughed out blood without hesitation and escaped using blood escape!

"Nonsense. Even if I hadn't destroyed his chance of finding the third soul, he still must have had ill intent for chasing after me all the way here!" Although Wang Lin's eyes were bleak, he didn't regret his actions.

This had to be done. If he hadn't destroyed the Seven-Colored Daoist's plan and had gone to the altar instead, he would merely be delaying his death.

If everything inside that illusion was real, then once the Seven-Colored Daoist found the third soul, there would be no hope for the entire cave world!

It would be under the full control of the new Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign. At that time, Wang Lin could have no control over his own life!

He absolutely wouldn't let something like this happen, so he had to destroy the Seven-Colored Daoist's plan. Even if the consequences pushed him infinitely close to death!

At this moment, as he was fleeing, the space behind him trembled and he could feel the Seven-Colored Daoist chasing him. The Seven-Colored Daoist was extremely powerful and his divine sense could reach very far, so it would be extremely easy for him to find Wang Lin!

"Right now I can only head to the altar. Maybe the altar could resolve my danger. I hope so!" Wang Lin had pondered for a bit before he decided to enter the Seven-Colored Daoist's illusion.

Not only had he weighed the possible gains versus the losses, he had also used the All-Seer's soul to divinate the future. He had found that the altar contained the path to survival!

Fan Shan had said that this spatial rift in the Cloud Sea was opened during the battle where Lian Daofei was devoured by the Heavenly Dao and the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign was shattered.

She had also said that this place was connected to a mysterious space, which was why so many fierce beasts appeared.

Deep within this spatial rift floated a giant altar. This altar was in ruins, but it didn't move; it stayed in one place.

The altar was completely black, the same as the space around it. However, one corner gave off a gentle light.

The reason the altar remained in place was because a corner of it seemed to be connected to another space. Ripples were echoing from the corner, causing it to linger for tens of thousands of years.

The space it was connected to wasn't undamaged; there were several spatial rifts there as well. The light came from those rifts.

It was as if a dart had pierced a piece of paper but got stuck. There would naturally be an opening where the dark penetrated the paper.

Bursts of ancient one aura were coming the altar, but it didn't spread too far. It seemed there was an invisible force preventing it from spreading out too far.

This altar was like a small mountain and had eight edges. There were layers of steps around it, and the center of the altar was a flat area about 1,000 feet wide. If you looked closely, you would see an ancient formation on the altar.

At the center of the altar, there was an arm. The ancient one aura was coming from this arm.

However, this arm wasn't very large, only a few hundred feet long. It remained there, silent and motionless.

Because of the spatial rift, a corner of the altar was stuck in another world. This other world was filled with flowers and birds, and the earth was covered in celestial grass. There were many small beasts playing, as if it was a celestial garden.

Just at this moment, a miserable scream came from that space. This scream was filled with helplessness and pleading. Anyone who heard it would undoubtedly feel pity and sympathy.

"Little ancestors, please let me go. I really don't have any more stories to tell. Even if you give me more treasures, I have no stories left. Ah, after more than 100 years, my mouth is dry from speaking. I can't stand it anymore!!!"

As the screams echoed, a human figure with a haggard face, dim eyes, and a painful expression struggled to come out of the spatial rift.

There was clearly a barrier around the spatial rift, but it had no effect on this person. More than half of his body came out, revealing his appearance.

Through the rift, one could see two little girls, around seven or eight years old, squatting behind this figure. Both of them were very cute. One was wearing a purple dress and the other a green dress.

"Han Han, how about we let him go? He looks very pitiful." The little girl in green looked like she couldn't bear to continue watching and looked at her companion.

When the man heard those words, tears began to flow and panic filled his eyes.

"Wa Wa, he hasn't finished the story yet, don't take pity on him. Remember how he threatened us when he came here?" The little girl called Han Han grabbed the man's leg and dragged him back as he let out a mournful scream.

"Greed, quickly, finish that story. You were just talking about the Moongazer Serpent, quickly tell the rest."

That little girl called Wa Wa smiled as she looked at Greed. After thinking for a bit, she spoke.

"How about this: tell us another 1,000 years of stories and I'll decide whether or not to let you go."

Greed let out a howl and watched his body get dragged back to this terrifying place. When he heard Wa Wa's words, even more tears flowed out.

"I knew this would happen, you two… You guys… It was the same last time. I really don't have any stories, I want to drink some water…"

Chapter 1704 - As Miserable as Before!

Greed's eyes were filled with despair and his heart was filled with regret. He had encountered Wang Lin in the Outer Realm, and in the end, the stench on his body was removed. Originally, he let out a breath of relief.

However, shortly after, he encountered the war between the Inner and Outer Realms. This war made him extremely excited; perhaps he could obtain even more treasures in this war, and his cultivation level would increase.

Greed followed the Outer Realm army to the Cloud Sea and then secretly left. Following his sense for treasure, he found the spatial rift in the Cloud Sea and entered it.

He was extremely excited because he realized that a powerful treasure aura was here. This aura made him laugh like crazy for almost 15 minutes.

He believed his luck was great and he might encounter a great fortune here. His cultivation level would increase and he wouldn't have to be afraid of that Wang Lin anymore. He was going to steal all his treasures back.

With these ambitions, Greed followed his treasure sense inside the cave and actually found this ancient altar.

Greed was extremely excited when he saw this altar. He also saw the world inside the rift that the corner of the altar was stuck in. When he saw this, he almost let out a wolf howl.

He saw countless celestial grasses. Many of them were ones he had only seen in books, and many he hadn't seen before. Almost all of them could increase his cultivation level once he refined them.

There were simply too many celestial grasses there, enough for him to almost stop breathing.

Aside from celestial grass, he saw extremely gentle celestial beasts that had terrifying cultivation levels. The celestial beasts were chasing and playing with each other.

This made Greed even more excited. From his experience, he knew they wouldn't bother him if he didn't provoke them. It was also likely that, just like the thunder dragon in his youth, they would become his pets.

All of this made Greed tremble in excitement, but he didn't lose his himself; he carefully observed the rift. He wanted to see if there were any cultivators guarding this place. After observing for several days, he saw two little girls appear.

In his view, these two little girls posed no threat. Greed laughed happily and entered the rift.

The barrier on the rift had no effect on him at all. Greed didn't feel this was strange at all, he had encountered things similar to this many times.

After entering the rift, he saw that the girls were shocked to see him, and he became even more excited. He waved his hand to trap the two little girls and began to pick the celestial grasses.

However, he could never forget the miserable things that happened after. He still remembered what those two little girls said after he trapped them.

"Han Han, who is he? Why did he suddenly appear here…"

"I don't know either. Strange, how did he enter our Purple Sun Sect's Beast Farm Realm?"

"Do you think he is crazy? Those are grasses for the little beasts, why is he putting them in his mouth…"

The two little girls were startled for a while. Then the girl named Wa Wa step forward, completely ignoring Greed's entrapment. She appeared behind him and gave him a kick.

After this kick, Greed's misery began.

Thinking about everything that happened, tears appeared in Greed's eyes. He looked at the two little girls filled with pride and felt despair in his heart.

He couldn't beat them. Back then, just one kick had almost wasted his cultivation. In his view, these two little girls were simply too terrifying.

"I'll speak… I'll speak! Last time, that murderous, ugly, shameless, arrogant demon, Wang Lin, was inside the belly of the Moongazer…" Greed's belly was filled with fire as he began to speak.

"This Wang Lin is too despicable! How could he be like this?" the little girl in purple named Han Han frowned and muttered unhappily.

"Han Han do you remember what I told you before? When I went out with Teacher to gather herbs, I encountered an extremely strange divine sense. I communicated with him and he told me that his name was Wang Lin."

Just as Greed was painfully telling the story in the vast space where the altar was, Wang Lin coughed out another mouthful of blood to use blood escape with a pale face.

Behind him, space itself seemed to be burning as nine fire birds chased after him. A powerful heat wave spread out from the nine fire birds. Behind them, the Seven-Colored Daoist was following at a casual pace, filled with killing intent.

"I want to see where you will escape to. I'll burn your ancient one body to ashes. The more you recover, the more pain you will suffer. I'm going to extract your origin soul and refine it into a treasure. Only by doing that can I resolve the hatred in my heart!"

Wang Lin's body seemed to be burning and intense pain shrouded his whole being. His blood seemed to be boiling as it moved through his body, causing him intense pain. The blood he coughed out was hot and his body was like a giant furnace that was slowly being burnt to ashes.

Even though he controlled the fire essence, he could only delay it for a bit. It seemed that not even his fire essence could resist the burning from the Seven-Colored Daoist's spell.

Wang Lin's body continued to recover along the way. The more he recovered, the more painful it was, until it got to the point where he almost couldn't bear it anymore. However, Wang Lin didn't waste time; he used blood escape many times to keep running.

He was getting closer and closer to the altar!

A moment later, after another teleport, Wang Lin saw the altar in the distance. When Wang Lin saw it, his eyes lit up and he moved toward it like a ray of burning fire.

It was also at this moment that Greed carefully backed out toward the rift as the two little girls were debating around the name "Wang Lin." Greed seemed to have gone crazy and rushed out toward the rift.

The moment he charged out, he shed tears of joy. He looked at the space before him and felt like he had just escaped a life and death calamity. However, he was only happy for a moment when he saw a burning ray of light flying towards him.

"Wang Lin? Wang Lin!!" Greed was startled for a moment and almost couldn't believe his eyes. However, after taking a closer look, he let out a scream.

"You, you, you… you still won't let me go! I'm all the way here and you still follow me. You…" Greed's face turned pale and he subconsciously retreated. Wang Lin closed in and staggered as he landed on the altar. He coughed out another mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Wang Lin also saw Greed, who had suddenly appeared before him. Wang Lin ignored Greed and looked into the distance.

In the distance, the space burned, and the nine giant fire birds turned into suns as they approached. Behind them, the Seven-Colored Daoist filled with killing intent closed in.

With every step he took, space itself would tremble. It was extremely terrifying!

Greed's face changed once more. His eyes widened and he trembled as he retreated. The power of the Seven-Colored Daoist made him feel dread.

"This Wang Lin actually provoked such a terrifying figure! Who is this person!?" Greed trembled and was about to return to the Beast Farm Realm inside the rift. To him, the outside was too dangerous; it was safer to go back and tell the little ancestors stories.

However, just at this moment, the Seven-Colored Daoist raised his right hand and pointed at the altar Wang Lin was on.

"Is this where you're escaping to? Then let me refine you here!" The Seven-Colored Daoist pointed and the nine suns flew toward Wang Lin. The heat wave rushed toward Wang Lin, incinerating everything in its path.

Wang Lin sat down on the altar and stared at the nine suns flying toward him. He didn't know where the chance of survival was, but he saw the hand in the altar!

The ancient one aura this arm gave off was extremely familiar. Wang Lin immediately recognized it as one of Ye Mo's arms!

"Could this arm be the chance of survival?" Wang Lin didn't hesitate, he didn't even have time to look around; he pressed his hands on this arm. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't be able to fuse with this arm, but Wang Lin was different. He had obtained an authentic ancient one inheritance from Ye Mo. At this moment, the arm gave off a dazzling glow and shrouded Wang Lin completely.

At the same time, Greed began to dream in the heat wave. Half of his body entered the rift, but he was too late to enter completely!

"1,000 years; 3,000 years; 10,000 years. I'll tell stories for 10,000 years. Two little ancestors, save me!!!"

Just as Greed roared in pain, he felt two little hands press against his back. At the same time, a cultivation powerful enough to almost suffocate him rushed into his body from those two small hands.

This cultivation force caused Greed's body to shine an endless golden light. This golden light spread and Greed's hands moved on their own until they formed a circular pattern.

The moment the circular pattern formed, a golden sun appeared in his hand! This golden sun was only the size of a palm, but the power from it was so strong that it shook the entire space here. It shook the Cloud Sea, it shook the Summoned River and the other star systems, and it also shook the entire Outer Realm.

However, there was something even more terrifying to come.

Chapter 1705 - Eight-Star Ancient One!

The continents in the Wind Celestial Realm had been taken by Wang Lin, but the realm was still there. The passage Wang Lin had sealed was still there as well.

The moment this aura spread out, the door at the end of the passage trembled violently. This made the aura that terrified the cave world leak into the Gu Yi Sect through this door.

The moment the aura appeared, the expressions of all cultivators in the sect changed greatly. Those with high cultivation levels were filled with shock and disbelief!

"One of the nine suns, the aura of a Grand Empyrean… This… Which Grand Empyrean appeared there?"

On the Immortal Astral Continent, Fan Shanmeng, who was sitting inside the ice mountain, instantly turned pale. The ice mountain suddenly collapsed and she jumped out with her face filled with horror.

"This is… This is the aura of a Grand Empyrean!!"

On the Immortal Astral Continent, of the eastern nine sects and 13 factions, the number one sect was the Purple Sun Sect! Just the power of one sect was enough to sweep the other eight sects!

This was because one of the legendary Grand Empyreans was a member of the Purple Sun Sect. One of the nine suns of the Immortal Astral Continent!

However, this Grand Empyrean was very mysterious, and few people knew what this person looked like. People didn't even know if this Grand Empyrean was male or female. However, the more mysterious this Grand Empyrean was, the less people were willing to provoke the Purple Sun Sect.

At this moment, inside the Purple Sun Sect, there were seven or eight old men gathered, and their faces were filled with bitterness. There was a dignified middle-aged man before them who roared loudly,

"All of you, tell me what is going on!"

"They said they were going to play in the Beast Farm Realm, but… But…" one of the elders seemed to mutter, filled with helplessness.

"Play? The aura of the Grand Empyrean has spread out, how could this still be playing?!" the middle-aged man roared, but his eyes were also filled with helplessness.

"We can't open the Beast Farm Realm. They have sealed it and won't let us in…" Another old man bitterly shook his head.

"No mistake is allowed in the Grand Empyrean's reincarnation. They are still growing, it is not ideal to use their Grand Empyrean power… Those two little ancestors, what are they doing?" The middle-aged man stomped his feet and the entire Purple Sun Sect trembled. Even the world outside trembled.

Inside the spatial rift, Wang Lin was sitting in the altar and saw the terrifying aura that had erupted from Greed. Shock appeared in his eyes.

The sun in Greed's hand rapidly spread until it was the size of one person. The nine fire birds let out miserable screams as they attempted to retreat, but as the sunlight flashed, they all collapsed.

There was also the Seven-Colored Daoist, who was startled for a moment. Although he hadn't obtain the memory, some things were engraved in his soul. Even if he split into three souls, certain things couldn't be erased.

This memory was the fear and respect toward the nine suns of the Immortal Astral Continent.

"This is… The aura of a Grand Empyrean…" The Seven-Colored Daoist's expression changed. As the sunlight closed in, his body trembled and he coughed out blood. He retreated like crazy. He no longer considered refining Wang Lin and was scared out of his wits by the aura coming from the sun!

Not only him, but Old Ghost Zhan, who was following the four generals to see if they could find the third soul, suddenly trembled. His face turned deathly pale.

"Grand Empyrean!!" He didn't speak, but a sharp voice came from his body.

"How can this be? The aura of a Grand Empyrean entered here, this… this…"

That terrifying aura spread across the Inner Realm, the Outer Realm, and the entire cave world. It swept across each planet and each living being on them. At this moment, the entire cave world entered a moment of confusion.

Right now, someone, whether he was a beast, mortal, or cultivator, was simulated by the Grand Empyrean aura and remembered memories he had forgotten countless recinarnations ago…

These memories would have never awakened, even after tens of thousands of years, without the stimulation from the Grand Empyrean aura. However, due to this sheer coincidence, those memories awakened!

These memories that had awakened was the third soul!

In the spatial rift in the Cloud Sea, the Seven-Colored Daoist escaped in panic. He coughed out blood and escaped without a trace.

He now felt extreme fear toward the spatial rift in the Cloud Sea. He could have never expected that hunting Wang Lin would cause the aura of a Grand Empyrean to appear.

On the altar inside the rift, Wang Lin stared dumbfoundedly as the sun surrounded Greed and pulled him into the rift.

Through the rift, Wang Lin saw the two cute little girls inside.

"Eh, its you…" One of the little girls inside the Beast Farm Realm seemed to see Wang Lin and revealed a joyous expression.

"Han Han, look, he is the person I was speaking of. He is also called Wang Lin."

"Wa Wa, quickly seal up the rift here. Those annoying old fellows are coming. If they find out about this place, then we won't be able to come anymore."

"Ok, I'll seal the rift, and you go hide Greed. We can't let them find out."

The rift was covered by a ray of golden light and gradually disappeared.

Even now, Wang Lin still felt confused about all of this. He sat on the altar and pondered for a very long time before he withdrew his gaze from the rift.

"One of the nine suns… Grand Empyrean…"

The space was completely silent and no light remained. Wang Lin silently sat on the altar, recalling everything that had happened.

"These two little children are actually Grand Empyreans… The legendary Grand Empyreans of the Immortal Astral Continent. Just their auras were able to make the Seven-Colored Daoist escape in fear…" Wang Lin's eyes shined brighter and brighter.

"One day, I'll also become a Grand Empyrean!!" Wang Lin closed his eyes, and a moment later, he opened them. He had calmed his heart.

"The Seven-Colored Daoist should not dare to come here anymore. This should be the safest place. I need to comprehend the restriction essence, fuse with those nine drops of blood, and this arm…" Wang Lin looked at the arm that was a few hundred feet long.

"If I absorb this arm and use the Tearing the Heavens spell, I wonder how much of Ye Mo's strength I can display!" Wang Lin's eyes shined. After calming himself, he pointed to the spot between his eyebrows and the eight drops of blood flew out.

These eight drops of blood floated before him. They gave off no light, but powerful ancient aura came from them. Wang Lin's seven ancient god stars rotated rapidly to form a vortex.

In his right and left eyes, his ancient devil and demon stars also appeared. The current Wang Lin looked extremely strange.

"Ye Mo's blood contains the full power of the three ancient clans…" Wang Lin grabbed one drops of blood and, after pondering for a moment, crushed it. It was divided into seven parts that were absorbed into seven orifices.

This time he wasn't simply fusing it between his eyebrows, but fusing it with his body. After fusing with one drop of blood, a thunderous rumble came from his body. His body began to swell as it rapidly absorbed the ancient power within.

The ancient god stars between his eyebrows rotated rapidly. The eighth star slowly took shape, but it was extremely unstable, as if it could dissipate at any moment.

Wang Lin's expression became twisted from the pain coming from his body, but he endured it. The leap from seven stars to eight stars was great. Wang Lin also had to spend a part of his effort to increase the power of his ancient demon stars in his left eye. What he wanted was a balanced growth of all three ancient clans and not just ancient god!

Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, seven days went by. He was now covered in sweat and forcing himself to stay conscious. After absorbing the first drop, he crushed the second drop and then the third drop!

Two drops of blood swelled inside his body at the same time. Not only was his eighth ancient god star about to appear, but his ancient demon stars in his left eye were rotating rapidly as well. The sign of an eighth ancient demon star was about to appear as well!

Wang Lin swelled up out of his control and the ancient one shadow appeared behind him. The shadow distorted as if it was going through a mysterious change.

Several days later, Wang Lin opened his eyes and waved his sleeves. The remaining five drops of blood exploded into a blood mist before entering his body through his pores and orifices.

As the mist continued to dissipate, Wang Lin's muffled groans came from within. The eighth ancient demon star slowly appeared in his left eye!!

The moment the demon star appeared, a monstrous storm of demonic energy swept across the world inside this rift. All the beasts knelt and didn't dare to move.

At the same time, in his right eye, the eighth ancient devil star appeared!

A monstrous devilish energy rushed out. The violent and cruel devilish energy swept across this space.

The last to appear was the ancient god star!

"Three Trials, Seven Calamities… is about to arrive!" The mist around Wang Lin had long disappeared. Between his eyebrows, the eighth ancient god star shined brightly and was about to take shape!

Chapter 1706 - Ancient Race Heavenly Blood

The ancient gods faced the Three Trials Seven Calamities, and the ancient demons and ancient devils faced the same thing. Every calamity was like a new beginning, and anyone who survived would have their strength increased greatly.

However, Wang Lin's Three Trials Seven Calamities were much more powerful than that of others. Not only had his ancient god one arrived, but his ancient demon and ancient devils ones had arrived as well.

The first trial of the ancient clans has two calamities. The second trial also has two calamities: the divine calamity and soul calamity. Wang Lin had already passed the first two trials, and the one that was coming was the strongest of the three trials: the third trial that had three calamities!

However, his ancient demon and devil bodies, which had fused together, hadn't gone through the first or second trials. As a result, when he reached eight stars on them, a total of eight calamities would arrive at the same time.

The ancient clan's calamities had to be passed one by one. The eight ancient demon stars in his left eye rotated, forming a vortex. Demonic energy spread out from his left eye and covered his entire face before shrouding his whole body. At this moment, Wang Lin didn't look like a cultivator at all.

His face was blue and his expression was ferocious. His veins swelled up and demonic energy spread out from his body. Wang Lin looked like a real demonic cultivator!

His white hair moved behind him eerily and popping sounds echoed inside his body. The nails on his hands extended until they were more than one foot long!

Those ten nails were completely purplish-red and looked extremely demonic! The demonic energy around his body condensed into a purplish-red armor. This was a set of demonic armor the ancient demon clan members could create once they reached eight stars!

Covered in demonic armor, Wang Lin sat down on the altar. The ancient one shadow dissipated and was replaced by a huge ancient demon shadow. Its whole body was glowing green and its eyes had a strange light. It floated behind Wang Lin and was also sitting.

The ancient demon's hair fluttered in the air, and it was thousands of feet tall. From a distance, the ancient demon's hair looked like smoke!

At this moment, even if someone that knew him saw him, they wouldn't be able to recognize him immediately. Wang Lin closed his eyes as he slowly cycled the ancient demon power in his body.

At this moment, the first trial and two calamities of the ancient demon arrived!

Similar to the ancient god calamity, it was the bone calamity and the flesh calamity. These two calamities erupted inside Wang Lin's ancient demon body. Just as they appeared, the demonic energy around Wang Lin became chaotic. He remained motionless, and his eyebrows were locked.

His closed eyes seemed to hide all the pain he was facing.

The bones and flesh of his ancient demon body were being destroyed, but this pain was far from Wang Lin's limit.

The ancient god calamities he faced back then were countless times stronger than what he was facing now.

Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, five days went by!

After five days passed, Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. There were no stars between his eyebrows or in his right eye, but eight ancient demon stars were rapidly rotating in his left eye, giving off a monstrous demonic energy.

"The ancient demon clan's first trial and two calamities is only this strong?" Wang Lin was calm. He was indeed qualified to feel this. The ancient demons' first trials and two calamities were no threat to him.

After the first trial, the second trial began shrouding Wang Lin's divine sense and soul. The demonic energy around him became violent and the ancient demon shadow behind him became twisted, as if it was going to let out a roar in pain.

Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed at his left eye, and his face became ferocious. He used his full attention to suppress the second trial, and after 10 days of suppression, the two calamities of the second trial collapsed!

After going through two trials and four calamities, Wang Lin's ancient demon power surged and spread across the star domain. A powerful demon was born!

Wang Lin's twisted expression slowly calmed down. His hands formed a seal and then he placed his hands on his knees. The ancient demon stars in his left eye gradually faded away. The moment they completely disappeared, the ancient devil stars in his right eye lit up!

Eight ancient devil stars appeared. The demonic energy around Wang Lin scattered and was replaced with boundless devilish energy. This monstrous devilish energy formed a black mist that released the screams of countless miserable souls.

Under this monstrous devilish energy, the ancient demon armor around Wang Lin shattered and a strange, black-as-ink armor appeared. This armor created a shocking contrast with his white hair, which was a shocking sight for anyone who saw him.

Devilish patterns appeared on Wang Lin's face. As the devilish energy surged, Wang Lin changed from a demonic cultivator to a devil!

A devil, something that coexisted with celestials, gods, and demons. Throughout the ages, all the so-called devils were fake; even ancient devils were not true devils. A real devil had no body, soul, or cultivation. It was a will!

A will to be the only ruler!

Wang Lin's path was similar to a devil's, but he had never become a true devil. After all, his main body was an ancient god!

At this moment, the ancient devil stars rotated and monstrous devilish energy surged. Wang Lin's eyes opened, revealing merciless, cold light as he welcomed the ancient devil's first and second calamities!

The power of the ancient devil calamities was similar to the ancient demon calamities, but just a bit stronger. Among the three ancient clans, the ancient gods were the strongest, followed by the ancient devils, and the ancient demons were the weakest.

Their Three Trials Seven Calamities were the same.

After seven days, Wang Lin's ancient devil body went through the first and second calamities. The pain of having his flesh and bones destroyed was still not as bad as the ancient god calamities he had faced.

He then used another 13 days to suppress the second trial for the ancient devil. The sharpening of his divine sense and soul allowed Wang Lin to almost reach completion with his ancient devil body!

After his ancient devil body successfully passed the two trials and four calamities, his three ancient clan powers reached a balance. As he sat on the altar, the eight ancient god stars appeared without hesitation!

Ancient god, an 8-star ancient god!

Wang Lin had cultivated for more than 2,000 years. Through various fortunes and life and death situations, he had reached today and had become an 8-star ancient god!

Not only was he an ancient god, but he was also an 8-star ancient demon and 8-star ancient devil!

When the three fused into one, with the ancient god as the main body, they would become an ancient one! Wang Lin's eyes revealed a strange light, and a total of 24 stars rotated at the same time. The aura of an ancient one spread out and filled the stars.

A powerful feeling appeared in Wang Lin's mind. Wang Lin mercilessly clenched his fists. He knew that what he would face now was the real calamity!

The third trial of the ancient clans, all three would come at once!

The third trial had three calamities, the first being the Ancient Race Heavenly Blood!

The second calamity being the Ancient Dao Three Distractions!

As for the third calamity, it was the strongest calamity the ancient ones faced. It was called the Blessing of the Ancient Ancestor!

Wang Lin didn't know much about the specifics. Although he had obtained the inheritance from Ye Mo, the memories were limited. He just knew that when facing the last two calamities, he would have to go to the ancient temple in the ancient country on the Immortal Astral Continent to attempt them.

Any time a member of the ancient country reached the last calamity, a grand event would be held throughout the entire country. There would be a grand ceremony!

Ancient One Ye Mo had gone through the last calamity in the ancient temple. He then obtained the title of Ancient Dao and became one of the powerhouses of the ancient country, admired by tens of millions of people.

Even the celestials attached great importance to the final calamity of the ancient clan.

As Wang Lin sat on the altar, his body was being shrouded by even more powerful ancient one aura to meet the first calamity of the third trial. Once he passed this calamity, he would become a true 8-star ancient god!

With the power of eight stars from all three ancient clans, even without his cultivation, Wang Lin would be confident in overpowering early stage Arcane Void cultivators. If his cultivation level increased further with the formation of the seventh essence, not even mid stage Arcane Void cultivators would be his match after his cultivation and ancient one power fused. He could directly battle late stage Arcane Void cultivators!

Ancient Race Heavenly Blood, this calamity arrived!

The so-called Heavenly Blood calamity required one to condense all the power of the three clans in one's body into one drop of blood. This drop of blood was everything for the person going through the calamity!

They would use this drop of blood to break through the heavens and offer it as a sacrifice to the ancient race. Once you obtained the recognition of the Ancient Ancestor, then no matter where you were, a drop of blood would be sent back.

This drop of blood would fuse with the drop of blood that was formed by the essence of the person going through the calamity. Once they fused, the body that would reform would have the true ancient one bloodline!

This bloodline was an equal existence to the celestial bloodline!

The difficulty of this calamity wasn't the pain of condensing that drop of blood, but obtaining the recognition of the Ancient Ancestor. It was not something that just anyone could obtain!

Even if one obtained the recognition of the Ancient Ancestor, the amount of blood obtained in return would be different as well, depending on the level of recognition. If it was ordinary, then only one drop, but if the recognition was high, then it could be two drops.

Ancient Dao Ye Mo obtained three drops of blood when he went through the calamity. Throughout the ages, the person that obtained the most before Ye Mo had obtained eight drops!

This person was one of the nine suns of the Immortal Astral Continent, the Ancient Country's Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo!! It was also him who battled against Grand Empyrean Dao Yi to obtain that fragment outside of the Seven Dao Sect!

Wang Lin was sitting on the altar. After pondering for a long time, he closed his eyes and his ancient aura around him condensed inside his body. He began the first step of this calamity, refining that drop of blood.

A vague shadow overlapped with his body and another Wang Lin gradually walked out. This was his avatar, his cultivator avatar!

After his avatar left, Wang Lin's original body was now pure ancient one!

Chapter 1707 - Expectations from the Immortal Astral Contient

"With ancient demon body, extract the soul of the demon and form a drop of blood! Extract!" Wang Lin raised his right hand to press on his body and let out a roar. His body trembled violently.

His left eye immediately melted and intense pain washed over him. Even Wang Lin clenched his teeth in pain. Wang Lin felt like a part of his body was being pulled out, and a drop of blood flew out from his left eye.

This drop of blood was the size of a nail, floating before Wang Lin. Inside the drop sat a small ancient demon that looked like Wang Lin.

"With my ancient devil body, extract the soul of the devil and form a drop of blood! Extract!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, forming a stark contrast with his painful expression.

As he spoke, his right hand formed a seal and pressed on his body again. Popping sounds came from his right eye before it collapsed. Wang Lin's body rapidly withered until it was like a skeleton.

After his right eye collapsed, a drop of black blood filled with monstrous devilish energy flew out and floated next to the ancient demon blood. There was a small ancient devil Wang Lin sitting inside it.

"With… my ancient god body, melt everything and form a drop of ancient god blood!" Wang Lin's vision was blurry and he could not see clearly. The pain was already beyond his limit, but he still held on. He had to survive this Ancient Race Heavenly Blood calamity!

His body melted rapidly. The first parts to melt were his legs and arms, then his entire body was surrounded by a blood mist. Then his entire body disappeared and became part of the blood mist.

The mist moved and rapidly condensed. After about seven minutes, it formed a drop of ancient god blood!

At this moment, on this altar, from the view of Wang Lin's avatar, his original body had disappeared without a trace. Only three drops of blood remained!

The three drops of blood floated there, and inside each one sat a tiny Wang Lin. At this moment, the three figures opened their eyes and the three drops of blood rapidly fused. After a few moments of silence, the three drops of blood fused into one drop!

This drop of blood was the essence of the ancient god, ancient demon, and ancient devil bodies! It was Wang Lin's everything!

Different from the blood of the celestials, this blood was not golden but gave off a black light. It caused the surroundings to look hazy.

The moment the three drops of blood fused into one, an ancient aura spread out from it. This drop of blood contained the passage of time and the ancient clan's heaven-defying will. It shot into the sky and flew off into the distance.

No cultivator in the entire cave world would notice this aura, because this aura belonged to the ancient clan. It didn't belong to any cultivator!

This had aura appeared to summon the ancient clan. As the aura spread out, anyone who had the ancient bloodline in the cave world would feel it. They would feel a power from their bloodline.

In the Inner Realm, the ancient demon in the Cloud Sea that hadn't died after all those battles opened his eyes in shock. He stared into the distance as he felt this aura, and he faintly felt like worshiping that aura.

Inside the invisible rift around the collapsed planet Dong Lin sat a woman who was also an ancient god. At this moment, her eyes opened and became filled with horror. She was startled for a moment before her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Ancient Race Heavenly Blood…"

In the Outer Realm, in the Ancient Tomb, Tuo Sen hadn't left; he had decided to stay inside to complete his inheritance. He was still sitting there with his eyes closed.

Wang Lin had given him the memory inheritance he always wanted. After years of fusing with it, perhaps he was still Tuo Sen or perhaps he had become the awakened Tu Si!

But at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and his pupils shrank.

On the Immortal Astral Continent, the east and south belonged to the celestials and the west and north belonged to the ancient ones. Because the Immortal Astral Continent was so large, many cultivators or ancient ones had never left their own country.

At this moment, in the northern part of the Immortal Astral Continent, there was a giant, floating city. Just the size of this city was as big as the cave world. It was impossible to see the edges of this city!

The space below the city was completely dark, a place that would never see sunlight. This was the ancient country's prison for celestial prisoners!

With the city acting as a suppression tool, many celestial bloodline cultivators were imprisoned here.

At the center of this ancient city stood a huge statue. This statue was very large, looking as if it supported the sky above the Immortal Astral Continent. Even if you were far away, you could still see this statue!

This statue was that of a middle-aged man. His expression was majestic as he looked at the earth below him. He gave off a gaze that made it seem like he looked down upon everything.

In his eyes, what was this sky, what was this earth, and what did celestials count as?

His hands were stretched out as if he controlled the entire Immortal Astral Continent. His huge palms felt like they had the power to destroy the entire continent! A young man stood on his left hand.

This young man had a head of black hair and wore a black robe. His black hair fluttered in the wind as he looked at the statue before him with respect in his eyes.

A faint light had appeared between the eyebrows of this statue a few days ago. This light was red, and it almost looked like condensed blood. It was this shocking scene that caused this young man to be standing here staring at it.

Behind him floated thousands of figures. Behind them floated tens of thousands and even hundreds of thousands of figures.

Although there was a large amount of people, there was no noise. Everyone's gazes were locked onto the young man in black and the statue.

After a long time, the young black-haired man seemed to slowly mutter to himself, "Has the time arrived…"

Just at this moment, nine giants about 100,000 feet tall were walking over from the distant void. Behind them was a man dressed in a royal robe who looked almost exactly like the statue. As he walked over, he had his hands behind his back.

Behind him followed nine more 100,000-feet-tall giants.

His appearance caused the nearly 1 million ancient country cultivators to bow.

"Greetings, Ancient Emperor!"

Only the black-haired young man didn't bow and still calmly looked at the statue.

The man in the royal robe didn't seem to mind at all. He walked past the 1 million people bowing to him and arrived beside the young man. He smiled as he clasped his hands and spoke with respect without losing any of his dignity,

"Ye Su greets Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo."

The black-haired young man was one of the nine suns, Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo!

The black-haired young man slowly said, "The time is almost here, you're a bit late."

"I hope Grand Empyrean can forgive me. The Ji and Shi emperors are both very concerned about what is happening here, and I was talking to them with my divine sense." The middle-aged man in the royal robe revealed a wry smile and nodded.

The black-haired young man let out a cold snort.

"The three emperors, Ji, Dao, and Shi. You are the emperor of the kingdom of Dao, and there are times when you don't need to bother giving them any attention. This matter is a great event for my Dao kingdom, so of course they are concerned."

"As Uncle says." The middle-aged man changed the way he addressed the young man.

After hearing the middle-aged man call him "uncle," the black-haired young man's expression softened slightly.

"Uncle, this matter is very strange. I wonder, what are the chances?" The man in the royal robe looked at the statue of his ancestor, who looked just like him.

The black-haired young man pondered for a long time before speaking. "Ye Mo's heir is an accident, I don't know what happened. I merely felt it through the bloodline. As for whether he can obtain the recognition of the Ancient Ancestor, I'm not sure."

"He is the heir of Ye Mo? This… How is this possible?" The man in the royal robe trembled. Apparently it was the first time he had heard of this.

"Back then, Ye Mo…" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the black-haired young man.

"Seven days ago, my ancient clan's ancient statue gave off the heavenly blood light. This matter is normal, but this heavenly blood light has been gathering for seven days and still hasn't formed. This kind of thing is extremely rare!

"Even for me, the blood light only gathered for nine days. I carefully searched everyone with the ancient bloodline and found that no one had begun the Ancient Race Heavenly Blood calamity. Then I performed a divination to find the root!

"It was Ye Mo's heir!

"If he succeeds, and if he can come to the Immortal Astral Continent, then I'll consider taking him as my disciple. My only disciple! To be able to reach such a point inside the cave world and then be able to come out means he will become someone very powerful in the future! A powerful person for my ancient race!

"After I reincarnate, he can help guard the ancient race! I hope he can succeed!" the black-haired young man said slowly as he looked at the statue

Time slowly passed. Eight days, nine days, until thirteen days went by!

Still in complete silence, all the surrounding ancient clan members looked at the blood light around the statue become more intense during these days. More and more expectation appeared in their eyes.

At dusk of the thirteenth day, a change occurred!

The blood light between the eyebrows of the statue seemed to reach a limit and covered most of the sky. The surroundings were shrouded in the blood light, and a few breaths later, a drop of blood slowly formed between the eyebrows of the statue!

After a long time, a second drop still hadn't appeared!

"Only one drop?" The man in the royal robe revealed an undetectable amount of contempt in his eyes.

Not only him, but all the ancient clan members around were all filled with disappointment. They had waited for 13 days in order to witness a miracle, and they didn't expect to only see one drop.

However, just at this moment, loud exclamations came from people. A second drop of blood flew out from between the eyebrows of the statue!

Shortly after, the third and fourth drops of blood flew out!

"Four drops!!"

"It's actually four drops!!"

Chapter 1708 - First One!

The man in the royal robe stared at the eyebrows of the statue with a hint of surprise. Four drops of blood wasn't enough to shock him though. Even Ye Mo had obtained three drops.

Although a majority of people only obtained one drop of blood during this calamity, there were still a lot who obtained two drops. Aside from Ye Mo, most with the royal bloodline could obtain at least two drops of Ancient Race Heavenly Blood.

What's more, the royal-robed man himself had obtained six drops of blood. He was the strongest person among the Dao clan aside from Xuan Luo!

Therefore, he became the king of the Dao clan. His status was very high and he was revered by countless people. Even so, he was not taken as a disciple by Xuan Luo. He had already brooded over this matter, but didn't dare to bring it up.

When he heard Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo say that he was going to take Ye Mo's heir as a disciple, he felt very gloomy, but he didn't reveal it.

"Four drops of blood, this kind of thing hasn't happened in a long time."

"However, four drops of blood should be the limit. You can see that the light from the statue is becoming dim."

"With 13 days of time, four drops isn't a lot."

There was a lot of debate from the people around the statue. Their eyes were all gathered on the statue. They watched the monstrous, red light slowly dissipate until only a tiny bit remained between the eyebrows.

At this moment, the nearly 1 million ancient clan members knew that this was about to be over.

The man in the royal robe remained calm but sneered in his heart.

"Merely four drops of blood. How could he have the power to protect my Dao clan? Today's matter was made a bigger deal than it really is.

"If uncle wants to accept a disciple, my Dao clan has several members who obtained four drops. Even when I obtained six drops, he didn't consider me!

"If he still decides to accept Ye Mo's heir, then I'll be the first to disagree!"

The man in the royal robe didn't reveal his true thoughts at all and instead revealed a hint of regret. He shook his head and smiled bitterly as he spoke softly to Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo beside him,

"Uncle, four drops is quite a lot. Ye Mo's heir can be considered a genius in our Dao Clan."

Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo's expression remained bland, as if he hadn't heard the man in the royal robe at all. He looked at the eyebrows of the statue and watched the red light become more faint until only a sliver remained.

He also watched the four drops that had appeared emit a crystal clear light. They broke through the void and disappeared into the distance.

After a long time, the black-haired young man slowly said, "Let's wait a bit more."

The man in the royal robe nodded in agreement, but his heart was filled with disdain.

"Aside from Uncle, no one else in the Dao clan has better talent than me. Ye Mo wasn't talented enough and his heir is also not talented enough!"

Time slowly passed on the Immortal Astral Continent. At this moment, inside the rift in the Cloud Sea, Wang Lin's avatar was sitting on the edge of the altar. He looked at the drop of blood formed by his original body, which was at the center of the altar.

This drop of blood quietly floated there, motionless, but at this moment, a howl began to echo inside this strange space. Ripples echoed from nowhere and a powerful, ancient aura slowly spread out.

This aura was far beyond anything in the cave world, and not even the Grand Empyrean could compare to it. However, this aura wasn't scary and didn't attract the attention of anyone else. Only Wang Lin could feel it.

Ripples echoed above the altar and a giant vortex appeared. It slowly rotated and thunderous rumbles echoed from it. The vortex shrouded the entire altar and a powerful force spread, pushing Wang Lin's avatar off the altar.

This force that pushed Wang Lin's avatar caused Wang Lin's mind to tremble. This force was more powerful than the might of heaven, it was more powerful than any pressure Wang Lin had ever faced!

Forget him, even Seven-Colored would be forced off this altar!

Wang Lin felt like the drop of blood formed by his original body was burning, and it released a blood light that seemed to be communicating with the vortex.

As the blood light came out from the vortex, a drop of blood flew out and shot toward the drop of blood formed by Wang Lin's original body. Soon, the two drops of blood fused into one.

At this instant, Wang Lin's avatar immediately sat down. Intense pain came from his mind. This pain made it almost impossible to control his avatar, and he had to focus all his attention on his avatar.

The moment he sat down, his consciousness left his avatar and was completely immersed inside that drop of blood.

Unspeakable pain echoed through his consciousness. Although he had no body, he felt the pain of his body burning. The drop of blood that had fused with him seemed to be boiling.

Just at this moment, the second drop of blood flew out from the vortex and fused with Wang Lin. The pain inside wang Lin's consciousness increased several fold, but he could not let out a roar, he could only endure!

Shortly after, the third drop of blood flew out from the vortex and fused with Wang Lin. This caused Wang Lin's drop of blood to expand to three feet wide, and the shadow of a naked body condensed!

This body had a head of white hair. It was Wang Lin!

His body was covered in intricate runes that looked extremely bizarre. His eyes were shut and muffled groans of pain came from his mouth. His body gradually took shape.

The fourth drop of blood flew out of the vortex. When it flew out, red light filled this endless space. A ray of red light shot out and landed directly between Wang Lin's eyebrows.

With this, Wang Lin's body trembled and his eyes suddenly opened. His eyes were red and his body was trembling. A powerful force surged in his body, causing popping sounds to echo inside him.

After fusing with these four drops of blood, a bloodline was born. This bloodline was that of the ancient ones. From now on, Wang Lin was a real member of the ancient clan and a citizen of the ancient country!

After the fourth drop of blood flew out, the vortex above showed signs of dissipating, and once it was gone, this calamity would be over. Although Wang Lin had passed it, he could only obtain four drops, just one more than Ye Mo!

This was already a lot for him. After all, he had obtained Ye Mo's inheritance, and four drops was already one more than Ye Mo. This was already Wang Lin's limit!

He was not a genius, not born on the Immortal Astral Continent, and he was merely a lowly cave creature. He could not compare to the man in the royal robe who had obtained six drops of blood and became a member of the royal family. Wang Lin didn't have anything compared to a blessed individual like that!

He also couldn't compare to Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo, who was one of the nine suns, one of the strongest nine people on the Immortal Astral Continent. Such a legendary existence was above all others, and he had obtained eight drops of blood. Wang Lin could not compare to such a person.

The only thing he had was his fortitude and unyielding nature and his unwillingness to be controlled by others. Through countless life and death struggles, he had gone from a weak mortal to his current self. Looking back, such hardships were really shocking.

While he faced countless life and death struggles, the emperor and the ancient ones of the Immortal Astral Continent cultivated in peace. With the Grand Empyrean guarding them, they rarely faced life and death encounters.

While Wang Lin went through countless life and death struggles to gain his resources, the man wearing the royal robe was guarded by countless people while he cultivated. No matter what he wanted, his clan would immediately send it to him.

While Wang Lin hugged Li Muwan and cried out, and while Wang Lin struggled desperately to revive Li Muwan, the man in the royal robe played with the strange treasures his people had brought him. He could choose any woman and make them one of his many concubines.

"Four drops of blood is my limit…" The bloodline in Wang Lin's body gradually condensed. He looked at the gradually disappearing vortex above him. He was not satisfied!

Although he didn't know the commotion he was causing on the Immortal Astral Continent, this was his personality. He was not satisfied, he wanted his bloodline to be even stronger!

For nothing else but his unyielding, heaven-defying will!!

"Since you recognize my ancient bloodline, then four drops of blood is not enough!!" There was coldness in Wang Lin's eyes as he leaped into the air and charged toward the dissipating vortex!

He was different from all the ancient ones on the Immortal Astral Continent. He had survived in the cave world, and in his heart, he never respected the Ancient Ancestor. He didn't respect such an ethereal existence, he only believed in his own strength!

This was something that no one on the Immortal Astral Continent, not even Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo, could comprehend. Even Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo still held great respect for the existence of this ancestor.

But Wang Lin was different!

He was the first person who was not satisfied with the drops of Ancient Race Heavenly Blood, so he rushed into the vortex!