This technique had to be used at the most critical moment, and it couldn't be used in advance so that the opponent would be on guard. This was why it had to be done in one go!
Only then could it be called an unexpected killer. Wang Lin had used the Stop Body Spell for more than 1,000 years. Every time he used it, it would have a miraculous effect. At this moment, Esteemed Ling Dong was already seriously injured and was on the verge of death. His body suddenly trembled and the red fog roared, covering the last gap and swallowing Esteemed Ling Dong.
Paying the smallest price in exchange for the greatest victory was Wang Lin's principle. If he had taken the jade before, Esteemed Ling Dong's injuries wouldn't have been this serious and he might have been able to escape.
The Stop Body Spell was the same, so Wang Lin had to go all out. He had to injure his opponent to the limit, then at the most critical moment, he would take the jade and use the Stop Body Spell to deal a fatal blow to his opponent. This battle would be a clean one. Wang Lin's hands formed seals and countless restrictions landed on the red fog. Thunderous rumbles came from the fog and weak roars continued. After a long time, it gradually calmed down.
"I'm not afraid of restrictions, but for that Spiritual Energy to be sealed like this, it must be something extremely powerful. Letting it fight with the seriously injured Esteemed Ling Dong is the best thing for me!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. All of this was within his calculations. If Esteemed Ling Dong wasn't injured, then perhaps the Reverse Spiritual Energy wouldn't be his match and would inevitably be injured.
However, right now, it was in line with Wang Lin's calculations.
The thunder in Wang Lin's right eye moved and the thunder tattoo appeared. The thunder tattoo floated above the 10,000 feet fog. Thunderous rumbles echoed as bolts of lightning descended, forming a net.
The flames in his left eye surged out and surrounded the fog, forming a sea of fire. As it burned, it fused with the Thunder Tattoo and formed a tight seal.
After doing all that, Wang Lin's right hand touched his brow. Instantly, his ancient god stars rotated and the Emperor Furnace flew out, enveloping the fog.
Wang Lin formed seals with both hands and the Emperor Furnace began to refine it. Looking at the mist, Wang Lin's eyes flashed. The Emperor Furnace was a royal treasure of the ancient gods. Aside from its powerful defense, it also had the word 'refine'. This furnace didn't refine pills or treasures, it refined ancient slaves!
After the Slave of the Ancient God was done, Wang Lin did not continue to stare at the fog. Instead, he walked toward the two Ancient Leaves that were sealed together in the distance. With a wave of his right hand, the two leaves flew toward him.
"I didn't expect Esteemed Ling Dong to also have an Ancient Breath Leaf … I wonder where he got it from."
Wang Lin separated the two leaves and took the one that belonged to Esteemed Ling Dong. His divine sense spread out and his ancient god power scattered Esteemed Ling Dong's divine sense. After all, this item belonged to the Ancient clan, so outsiders could not truly control it.
After leaving his own ancient god aura on the leaves, Wang Lin carefully put them away. This treasure was very useful to him!
Sometimes, it could even be compared to the order spell. Wang Lin looked at the dark red platform floating in the air. His body flickered and he landed on the platform.
"Esteemed Ling Dong mentioned a rank 2 platform before, so this must be it … I just don't know what use this platform has …" Wang Lin frowned and squatted down to carefully examine it.
After a while, Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and he saw some clues.
On the surface of the platform, under the dark red color, there were many runes. Wang Lin only needed to look at them to know what they meant.
They were the cultivators that had entered this place, and each one had a number mark between their eyebrows. Wang Lin clearly remembered that when his group was fighting for the platform, the number mark between the eyebrows of the cultivators that died didn't dissipate. Instead, it turned into a rune and floated there.
When he saw this, he didn't know what was going on, but now that he saw this platform, he understood everything.
"That world's number marks can be fused into the platform to allow it to advance …" Wang Lin murmured. He looked down and saw that there were 589 runes on the platform.
More than ten Umbrella Cultivators had died in this sealed area. Even though they were dead, the numbers on their foreheads had turned into faintly discernible runes that floated in the air.
Even the red mist storm from before hadn't destroyed these runes. In addition, Esteemed Ling Dong and the middle-aged scholar were anxious about the treasure, so they didn't have time to collect them.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he waved his right hand. These floating runes immediately flew toward him. After carefully examining them, Wang Lin waved them toward the platform below him.
The runes landed on the platform one by one and quickly fused with it. However, after the 11th rune fused with it, the platform trembled and began to tremble.
At this instant, countless specks of dust rushed over and fused with the platform. Under Wang Lin's gaze, the platform expanded. At the same time, even more specks of dust seemed to break through the void. They rushed into the sealed area and continued to fuse with the platform.
The platform gradually grew larger and larger, 23,000 feet, 25,000 feet, 28,000 feet … It wasn't until it was 30,000 feet wide that it suddenly stopped shaking. The color of the platform was no longer dark red, but purple. It floated in the air like a small continent, and it was quite shocking. Wang Lin's expression changed and he stared at the platform. What shocked him wasn't that the platform had suddenly grown larger, but that at the moment it reached 30,000 feet, there was an aura that seemed to be divine sense coming from the platform. It entered Wang Lin's body through his feet and turned into images. These images quickly fused with Wang Lin's memories and didn't give him any time to react before they became a part of him.
He closed his eyes and something that looked like a map appeared before Wang Lin. This map was very large, but most of it was covered by black fog. Only three areas were covered by the black fog. These three areas took up nearly 30% of the map.
After carefully looking at it, Wang Lin found his current location on the map. This place was called the Fire Dao Fief, and there were a total of three places on the map. He could also faintly see a path on the map, a path that led deep into the Ancient Tomb.
His mind trembled, and after a long time, Wang Lin opened his eyes. The moment he did so, he was startled. The sealed area before him still had countless cracks. These cracks were like wounds that would open and close in a strange manner.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and he took a step forward. He left the platform, and the moment he left, the cracks disappeared without a trace from Wang Lin's eyes.
After returning to the platform, the cracks once again appeared before Wang Lin's eyes.
"This platform is very strange …" Wang Lin thought for a moment, but he couldn't think of a reason.
However, he had a vague feeling that this platform was the key to everything in the Ancient Tomb. "It should be rank 3 now … If it's a bit higher, then not only will I be able to fully unfold the map, but I will also be able to use other spells …" Wang Lin pondered for a moment before his gaze fell on the Emperor Furnace below.
Thunder and fire intersected inside the furnace, and the aura of an ancient god filled the area. It continued to refine the fog. The fog had already shrunk from 10,000 feet to 4,000 feet, and it was still shrinking.
As he sneered, Wang Lin stepped forward and sat down outside the Emperor Furnace. His hands formed seals and restrictions flew out. The restrictions passed through the Emperor Furnace and landed on the fog.
Of all the restrictions Wang Lin had, aside from the Ancient Soul Restriction, he was good at all of them. As he changed, the restrictions were weakened until they dissipated layer by layer. After half an hour, the fog was only 1,000 feet wide, revealing the platform that the ancient god was carrying. Wang Lin waved his right hand and the three jades he got from the middle-aged scholar passed through the Emperor Furnace and landed on the fog. The fog suddenly stopped moving.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he suddenly stood up. He pressed his hand on the Emperor Furnace and ancient god power surged out like crazy. Waves of mournful screams came from the Emperor Furnace and countless soul fragments formed two large hands. They charged into the fog and mercilessly tore it apart. The fog was torn apart by the two large hands, revealing what was inside. Before Wang Lin could take a closer look, a heaven-shaking roar came from the torn fog. The rank 4 fire dao spirit let out a roar and charged toward Wang Lin as if it could detect Wang Lin.
A thunderous rumble echoed. Wang Lin coldly looked at the qilin-like dao spirit smash into the Emperor Furnace and retreat.
His body was covered in injuries and he looked dispirited. It was clear that his battle with Esteemed Ling Dong inside the fog had been very difficult.
However, the ferocious gaze in his eyes didn't lessen at all. As he retreated, he let out a roar.
Behind him was a badly mutilated corpse. It was Esteemed Ling Dong!
The Emperor Furnace belonged to Wang Lin, so Esteemed Ling Dong had nowhere to hide. Wang Lin could tell at a glance that this person wasn't dead, but his origin soul was inside his body and was rapidly healing.
Wang Lin's right hand formed a seal and pointed at the Emperor Furnace. The dao spirit disappeared, leaving only Esteemed Ling Dong lying there.
"There's no need to pretend to be dead. I don't plan on killing you. Compared to a dead Esteemed Ling Dong, I want a third step ancient slave more!"
As Wang Lin coldly spoke, the six ancient god stars between his eyebrows rotated. Ancient god power poured into the Emperor Furnace and began the cruel slave refining process.