Esteemed Ling Dong, who was lying there, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a flash of ferociousness in his eyes. He got up and sat down cross-legged with a gloomy gaze.
He stared ahead as if he could see through the Emperor Furnace and see Wang Lin refining.
However, at this moment, he was like a lamp that had run out of oil. His face was pale.
"To be able to make the Old Man end up in such a sorry state, you must not be nameless. Who are you?!" A hoarse voice came from Esteemed Ling Dong's mouth, filled with monstrous hatred.
Wang Lin's expression was calm. His reply was to pour in more ancient god power. The refining power inside the Emperor Furnace began to rapidly circulate and a mournful sound echoed inside the furnace.
"You want to refine the Old Man? Impossible!
Although the Old Man was tricked by you, he has cultivated for tens of thousands of years. How can you refine him? "Esteemed Ling Dong sneered. Seeing that Wang Lin wasn't speaking, he closed his eyes and began to heal.
He determined that the other party wouldn't be able to refine him in a short period of time. As long as his cultivation recovered a bit, he would break this strange furnace and refine a third-step cultivator in one go. With Wang Lin's current cultivation, he wouldn't be able to do this. Even with the Emperor Furnace, it would take a lot of time for him to succeed. It was clear that inside the Ancient Order Tomb, Wang Lin didn't have that time.
"Can't refine him …" There was a flash of ridicule in Wang Lin's eyes. He increased the amount of ancient god power he poured in, causing more and more souls to appear inside the Emperor Furnace. The soul storm howled and turned into a giant shadow. This shadow was an ancient god. This ancient god's appearance was very strange. He was completely red and held a giant axe in his hand. As soon as he appeared, he raised the axe and chopped down on Esteemed Ling Dong.
"Emperor Furnace, Ten Axe Slave Refinement!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he chanted in the language of the ancient gods. They turned into runes that landed on the Emperor Furnace.
Rumbles shook the heavens inside the Emperor Furnace as the crimson ancient god's axe fell down. It pierced through the storm and headed straight for Esteemed Ling Dong's head.
"Old Man, let's see how you're going to refine it!"
Esteemed Ling Dong's expression changed and he suddenly opened his eyes. He stared at the axe and let out a roar. His hands formed a seal and a giant statue appeared behind him. It was the devil god he had summoned before.
The axe descended with a bang, but it collided with the ghostly light from the statue. With a loud bang, the axe dissipated, and the statue trembled before collapsing.
Esteemed Ling Dong coughed out blood. The moment the blood appeared, it turned back into the statue and surrounded him.
Wang Lin's face was slightly pale and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and pointed forward. The axe appeared in the hand of the ancient god and chopped down a second time. Before the second axe landed, more souls gathered behind the ancient god and another ancient god appeared. This second ancient god also held an axe in its right hand and mercilessly chopped down. It didn't stop there. More souls gathered behind it. The third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth ancient gods all turned into eight ancient gods. The eight axes seemed to fuse together and shot toward Esteemed Ling Dong. "Refine for me!" Wang Lin let out a roar and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
Thunderous rumbles echoed endlessly inside the Emperor Furnace. The statue around Esteemed Ling Dong was hit by the first axe and trembled. However, it didn't dissipate and held on.
The second axe descended.
The third, fourth … all the way to the eighth axe strike, it was as if they had fused back into one, bringing forth a monstrous shockwave. The statue was finally unable to withstand it and shattered. The remnant force of the axe passed through the shattered statue and headed straight for Ling Dong.
It landed on his head at an unimaginable speed without any pause and landed on the ground.
The entire Emperor Furnace trembled and Esteemed Ling Dong coughed out blood. There was a brief moment of confusion in his eyes.
Wang Lin was waiting for this fleeting moment of confusion. The moment Esteemed Ling Dong's confusion appeared, Wang Lin's eyes revealed a strange light. His hands formed a seal and he pointed to between his eyebrows and muttered, "Dao spell 1-1-1, Dream Dao!"
Inside the Emperor Furnace, Esteemed Ling Dong's body trembled and his eyes became even more confused. It seemed like his life's memories flashed through his eyes.
A young man with a blurry figure looked at the youth kneeling before him and slowly said, "Your talent is pretty good. I can lead you into the Ling Dong clan to cultivate. If you can succeed, it will be your fortune!
Remember my name, my name is Wang Lin! "A young man with a blurry figure looked at the youth kneeling before him and slowly said.
"Wancui will remember this and will never forget it!" The youth's face was filled with determination and his eyes were filled with gratitude.
"Although you are not a member of my Ling Dong Clan, you are loyal to my clan and your talent is outstanding. Thus, the Old Man will dig out my clan mark and give it to you. I hope you … Do your best!"
An old man in black had a pale face and his chest was a bloody mess. He was seriously injured and even his origin soul had collapsed. He was on the verge of death.
Before him knelt a middle-aged man. This man was Ling Dong.
"Teacher's real name is not published.
What you know is … Wang Lin! "
"Wang Lin …" The man was startled. He wasn't unfamiliar with the name Wang Lin.
In the Ancient Star System, an old man was rapidly escaping. His face was pale and he was coughing out blood. There were three people chasing him.
"Could it be that I, Ling Dong, am going to die here today!?" The old man's eyes were filled with despair.
The three people chasing him closed in. Their spells turned into three dragons that were about to devour the old man. He let out a miserable smile and decided to self-destruct to kill them.
Just at this moment, a gentle light appeared and a giant, illusory hand appeared. It waved at the three people, causing them to cough out blood and retreat in terror.
"The one who saved you is Wang Lin!"
The old man had survived a disaster, but when he heard this name, his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
"It's one, one, one … Wang Lin … one, one, one …"
After an unknown amount of time, in the Ling Dong Clan, a white-haired old man's body was rotting. The smell of decay spread far and wide. He was about to die.
"Fifth Heaven's Blight … Fifth Heaven's Blight … Will I, Ling Dong, really stop here?" The old man revealed a miserable smile as the last mouthful of black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth and he closed his eyes.
However, just as he closed his eyes, he seemed to enter a strange world. It was a blur and he couldn't see anything. There was only a figure before him with his back facing him.
"Become my slave and I'll let you achieve dao!" A cold voice slowly echoed.
"Who are you?" The old man's eyes narrowed.
"Wang Lin!"
The figure turned around and his gaze was like lightning as he looked at the old man. It was Wang Lin. The old man's expression suddenly changed. Normally, with his mental fortitude, he wouldn't have reacted like this, but the name Wang Lin had accompanied him his entire life. From when he entered the Ling Dong Clan to when his teacher gave him the clan mark and said his real name was Wang Lin.
Every time he faced a life and death crisis, a person who called himself Wang Lin would save him. All of this had become a dream for him. "If you agree, you will no longer be Ling Dong, but Slave Gu!"
The moment he said this, the blurry world suddenly collapsed and turned into countless fragments. This also tore apart all of Ling Dong's memories. His body trembled violently inside the Emperor Furnace, and he regained consciousness.
However, although he was awake, there was still confusion.
The moment he became sober, the eight ancient god figures inside the Emperor Furnace overlapped and fused into a ninth ancient god. This ancient god raised the axe and chopped down on Ling Dong for the 10th time. The axe howled and arrived within a few dozen feet of Ling Dong. Ling Dong looked up in confusion. There was a hint of struggle in his eyes and he subconsciously wanted to resist.
However, just at this moment, a cold voice echoed inside the Emperor Furnace.
"Are you Ling Dong or Slave Gu …" Esteemed Ling Dong's body trembled and his eyes were filled with endless terror. He roared, "Who the hell are you?!"
"I'm Wang Lin!"
Wang Lin was outside the Emperor Furnace, and his face was filled with exhaustion. His voice slowly entered the Emperor Furnace and turned into Thunder that echoed in Esteemed Ling Dong's mind. Wang Lin's voice echoed in his ears, and the 10th axe landed on Ling Dong's head. It turned into a circular mark between his eyebrows … His eyes lost all expression and he fell back. He was swept away by a soul storm and disappeared.
Outside the Emperor Furnace, Wang Lin's exhaustion became even stronger, but there was joy in his eyes. He took a deep breath. Using the Emperor Furnace, his dream dao had successfully disturbed Ling Dong's heart and left his own imprint. However, he still needed some time to refine it and place many restrictions before he could truly use it.
"Unfortunately, there are still a lot of drawbacks … But time is limited, so this is all I can do."
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he waved his sleeves. The sky inside the Emperor Furnace seemed to change and became cloudy. However, this cloudy quickly dissipated, revealing a dao spirit that Wang Lin had sealed. This dao spirit that looked like a qilin was constantly roaring and its body was covered in flames. Its injuries were rapidly healing at a terrifying rate.
From the looks of it, it wouldn't be long before it completely recovered. Wang Lin didn't know what a dao spirit was. In fact, this was the first time he had seen something like this. Now that he noticed how fast this thing was healing, Wang Lin's eyes narrowed.
"I want to see what this dao spirit is!"
Wang Lin's hands formed a seal and he waved his hand. A giant stone door appeared before the dao spirit inside the Emperor Furnace. This stone door was the door that Wang Lin had used to comprehend Flowing Time in the Wind Celestial Realm. "Flowing Dan … Time Reversal!"
Flowing Time appeared and time reversed. Wang Lin's gaze passed through the giant stone door and he could clearly see the dao spirit inside. It was as if its mysterious veil had been peeled off.
A moment later, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and subconsciously took a few steps back.
This is … this is … this is … this is … impossible … impossible … … … … "
"I'm going crazy. I scratched my head and knocked my forehead. I've been working for an entire day, but I just can't write anything. I have the plot, but I can't organize the words. I write, delete, delete, write. I'm really not in the mood today, I'm not in the mood, I'm not in the mood.