Looking at the ancient god's head that was still filled with pain and anger, Wang Lin silently pondered. After cultivating for so long and experiencing so many things, Wang Lin understood that the ancient gods were not eternal existences under the stars.
However, the ancient gods were the strongest race!
The ancient god clan of the past was now almost extinct. If it was said that this was done by a cultivator, Wang Lin didn't believe it. Even the powerful Thunder Celestial Realm needed to use the power of the entire Celestial Realm and countless celestials to defeat a weak 8-star ancient god.
What kind of power did the ancient god's head possess to be able to destroy all of his stars and still allow his head to be cut off?
Although the power of an 8-star ancient god couldn't reach the power of a 9-star ancient god, its terrifying power was enough to destroy the world.
While pondering, Wang Lin's body slowly floated down and closed in on a block of ice blocking his path. He placed his right hand on it and his origin energy surged through his arm into the ice.
In an instant, there was a flash of fire on the ice, and even the inside of the ice was filled with flames. In just a moment, the ice turned into white mist and floated into the air.
The celestial's corpse inside the ice block was hit by the flames and immediately turned into dust that scattered in all directions.
After opening a path, Wang Lin gradually closed in on the giant ancient god head. When he looked at the head up close, he felt the pressure of facing an 8-star ancient god.
After letting out a sigh, Wang Lin slowly descended and arrived at the bottom of the ancient god's head, where the ancient god's neck was cut off.
The ancient god's head was wrapped in a thick layer of ice. Looking through the ice, he could see that the wound on the ancient god's neck was very clean, without any teeth.
Staring at the neck of the ancient god's head, although Wang Lin's expression was calm, his pupils couldn't help but shrink and his mind was filled with shock.
From this wound, it looked like the ancient god's head had been cut off in an instant. There was no pause and it was a clean cut!
The meaning of this wound caused Wang Lin's scalp to go numb. He couldn't imagine who had the ability to cut off an ancient god's head with one strike!
"Could it be Qing Lin!?"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and were filled with horror. If Qing Lin had this kind of ability, then this person was too strong, far beyond Wang Lin's imagination.
Wang Lin's expression couldn't help but become gloomy. His divine sense carefully spread out and scanned the inside of the head. After scanning it once, he didn't find anything abnormal and carefully observed the wound. After a long time, Wang Lin let out a cry of surprise. His body moved very close to the ice and his eyes were like lightning as he stared at the wound.
At the edge of the wound were some tiny crystal particles. They were dark red in color and if one didn't look carefully, it would be easy to mistake them for solidified blood.
"This is …" Wang Lin pondered for a bit before raising his right hand and placing it on the ice. Origin energy carefully spread out from his right hand and a large amount of white mist appeared on the ice. He carefully controlled the power of fire and slowly melted a hole in the ice.
This hole was like a passage that extended to the wound on the ancient god's head. Wang Lin inhaled and a crystal particle immediately flew out and landed in his palm.
Holding this dark red crystal particle with two fingers, Wang Lin's divine sense spread out and carefully penetrated it. As he observed, Wang Lin gradually saw that there was a colorless, invisible gas inside this small particle. This gas was slowly moving inside the particle as if it could dissipate at any moment.
Wang Lin's divine sense circled around the invisible gas. After pondering for a moment, he moved his divine sense without hesitation. He was about to enter the invisible gas to investigate it again.
However, the moment his divine sense entered, Wang Lin immediately felt an indescribable pressure coming from the invisible gas. It was as if Wang Lin had left the world and the entire world became dark. Only the pressure from the invisible gas existed.
This aura was so strong that only a trace of it remained, but it caused Wang Lin to suck in a breath of cold air. He almost subconsciously wanted to let go, but he held back. His eyes lit up and he began to carefully observe it again.
The more he observed, the more Wang Lin frowned. Even though he had cultivated for more than 1,000 years, he had never seen this kind of strange invisible gas.
This thing wasn't celestial spiritual energy or spiritual energy. It wasn't even related to the origin energy in a cultivator's body.
However, if he carefully pondered it, it actually contained celestial spiritual energy, spiritual energy, and origin energy. In addition, there were also other auras that Wang Lin couldn't see.
It was like a big pile of groceries, but at the same time, it was a perfect combination. It was as if they had become one, which was very confusing.
What made Wang Lin even more terrified was that there were laws inside the remaining invisible gas. It was these laws that made Wang Lin's scalp tingle.
There wasn't just one law, but countless!
There were countless laws. Almost all of the laws that Wang Lin had seen with the power of the heaven defying bead existed inside this invisible gas. There were also many laws that Wang Lin had never seen before.
Wang Lin carefully withdrew his divine sense. His face was a bit pale as he stared at the crystal between his fingers. At this moment, he felt like he wasn't holding an inconspicuous crystal, but a source of great power once it exploded.
"This is the power that cut off the ancient god's head. The person who has this power is definitely not Qing Lin!"
Wang Lin stared at the crystal in his hand and gradually recalled the battle with the Heavenly Way on Suzaku to save Li Muwan.
The Heavenly Way Messenger in the sky turned out to be an ancient god, and an ancient god with a sealed ancient god star. At that time, although Wang Lin was shocked, his cultivation level was far higher than it was now. Now that he thought about it, it wasn't as simple as being shocked. There was an earth-shattering secret!
What kind of power could seal an ancient god and control an ancient god to become a Heavenly Way Messenger?
The answer was almost on the verge of being revealed!
"The Heavenly Way!"
Wang Lin looked at the crystal in his hand. The moment he saw the invisible gas inside, he had a feeling that this thing was related to the seal of the Heavenly Way Messenger's ancient god star.
However, the Heavenly Way was an ethereal thing, so how could it do these things?
Wang Lin was silent. He thought about what Ancient Demon Bei Lou had said about the secret of the Ancient clan and about the heaven-defying cultivators.
Closing his eyes, a scene appeared in Wang Lin's mind. In the endless starry sky, an eight-star ancient god was dominating the world. But suddenly, an indescribable power fell from the sky. In order to resist this power, the eight-star ancient god shattered all his stars, but he still failed in the end. Under that power, his head was cut off!
Then the head was obtained by the Celestial World and placed here for some unknown reason. The remnant power in the ancient god's neck didn't dissipate after the passage of time. Instead, it turned into a crystal that contained a trace of that power.
Wang Lin didn't know if all of this was true or false. He could only guess from the information he knew.
He opened his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he carefully placed the crystal in his bag of holding.
Looking at the ancient god's neck in the ice, there were still some crystals there.
Wang Lin's right hand moved through the gap in the ice and sucked in the grains one by one. Then he carefully placed them in his bag of holding.
He was very careful during this process. He sucked in the grains one by one. Including the previous one, there was a total of two Shi San grains.
After doing this, Wang Lin stared at the ancient god's head wound. There were no more grains inside. After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin was about to leave, but his eyes suddenly narrowed. He stared deep into the ancient god's neck wound. In that instant, he vaguely saw a flash of red light.
He scanned it with his divine sense, but he didn't find anything.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin's right hand was filled with origin energy. The moment he placed it on the ice, a cloud of flames rushed out. With a series of crackling sounds, the gap in the ice began to expand.
As it continued to expand, Wang Lin stared ahead without blinking. Soon, a large portion of the ice channel opened up, extending deep into the ice.
At this moment, Wang Lin saw the flashing red light from before!
It was an iron sword. This iron sword was wrapped in countless red lines. These red lines were slowly wriggling and tightly wrapped around the sword.
This iron sword was very ordinary and there was nothing special about it. However, the moment Wang Lin saw this iron sword, he immediately felt a sense of familiarity. It was as if he had seen something similar somewhere before.
Before he could remember where he had seen this iron sword, Wang Lin immediately felt a terrifying sense of danger from the red lines wrapped around the iron sword.
Wang Lin's expression changed. Previously, when Wang Lin's divine sense passed through the ice, he didn't notice the existence of the iron sword and red lines. However, after opening up the gap, he could clearly see them.
Out of caution, Wang Lin once again spread out his divine sense and slowly swept forward. In his divine sense, he still didn't see the thin lines and iron sword. Just like before, there was nothing strange about the ancient god's head. However, he could clearly see the thin lines and iron sword, which made Wang Lin very vigilant.
Wang Lin slowly retreated without batting an eyelid. The iron sword and the red lines wrapped around it were too strange, so it was best not to touch them.
As he retreated, Wang Lin's gaze was always on the iron sword. There were a few spots of rust on the iron sword. It looked like a mortal's item.
"It's very familiar …" Suddenly, Wang Lin's retreating footsteps stopped. It was as if a bolt of lightning had rumbled through his mind and swept through his memory. Wang Lin's eyes suddenly widened. He stared at the iron sword and took a deep breath. He remembered!
In the past, in the tomb of Suzaku Rosefinch, he had seen an identical iron sword, but the rust on it was different!
That iron sword was eventually taken away by the Tuo Sen envoy. Looking at the moment when he obtained the iron sword, the ecstasy in his eyes was still fresh in Wang Lin's memory!
The next chapter was a little later. I'm still writing