He saw that behind the tens of thousands of cultivators, there was a mountain of corpses. The corpses were piled up like a mountain!
The countless corpses and blood had already dried up. They formed eight towering mountains, and the gloomy aura became even stronger as Wang Lin looked at them.
However, this wasn't the end. As Wang Lin's gaze swept out, he saw even more, and his mind trembled.
Behind the mountain of corpses, there were eight gigantic dragons that were tens of thousands of meters long. These dragons had their mouths wide open and were filled with ferocity. However, at this moment, all of them had been turned into stone. However, there was a strange power surrounding their bodies, causing them to float in the air.
The dragon heads were only facing the stone platform as if they were roaring at the person who once sat on the throne!
Behind the dragons were giant war chariots that were 10,000 feet wide. These war chariots looked terrifying and were covered in spikes. They were also covered in dark brown blood. It was clear that they had used a lot of power in the past.
Around the war chariots floated many cultivators on flying swords. Their bodies were also petrified, but they maintained their posture in the air and revealed killing intent.
Behind them, at a glance, there were hundreds of thousands of cultivators in all directions. These people all maintained the same posture as when they were alive, charging forward as if they had gone mad.
There were so many cultivators that it seemed endless …
Within the crowd of cultivators were nearly a hundred towering figures. Their backs were to the stone dais, and they waved their hands as if to drive …. Off in the distance, eight enormous figures appeared, each as tall as the temple itself. They charged toward the cultivators in front of them and began a frenzied slaughter.
As he continued to look, Wang Lin's mind trembled even more. He gradually saw a very unique cultivator sitting at the very front of the throne.
This cultivator held an umbrella in his hand and floated in the air. Although his body was petrified, his left hand was raised and pointing at the throne!
Behind him, as Wang Lin's gaze swept by, he saw the last person standing in the palace!
This was a cultivator with his eyes closed. He floated in the air with his left hand stretched out into a fist, as if he was grabbing something. His right hand was bent as if he was pulling something.
If one were to place a bow in his hands, he would be pulling it!
Inside the quiet palace, only the sound of candles burning could be heard. After a long time, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and looked at the giant stone platform below. He pondered for a moment before slowly landing on the stone platform.
Standing there, Wang Lin looked at the countless cultivators below. Their ferocious expressions and crazy killing intent seemed to gather on Wang Lin.
The killing intent from all directions seemed to become corporeal as it closed in.
Wang Lin subconsciously took a few steps back and stopped in front of the throne. His face became even more pale.
In particular, in front of him, there was a huge crack that extended from the bottom of the stone platform. The monstrous killing intent within it was like a flying arrow whistling over from afar. It was breathtaking, and it passed by countless cultivators, chariots, and the three Ancient Clans. In the end, it made a huge crack on the stone platform, and it headed straight for the person who had once sat on the throne on the stone platform!
While he pondered, there seemed to be a force pulling Wang Lin's voice from when the platform leveled up five times. This force slowly entered Wang Lin's body and caused him to slowly sit down on the throne!
The moment he sat down on the giant throne, Wang Lin's body trembled and rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, he became an ancient god that was thousands of feet tall!
Six ancient god stars appeared between his eyebrows and rotated rapidly. Just at this moment, a demonic aura came from the throne and rushed into Wang Lin's body. It stopped in his left eye and formed six illusory stars.
In an instant, a monstrous demonic aura came out from the throne and rushed into Wang Lin's body. It gathered in his right eye and formed six illusory stars!
Even though the stars in his eyes were illusory, when they appeared, they intersected with the six stars between his eyebrows and rotated in exactly the same trajectory.
At this instant, Wang Lin's mind rumbled as if time was rapidly reversing in his body. He gradually forgot everything and a sense of majesty spread out from his body. This majesty was a domineering aura, a might that could fight the heavens. It was an aura that would coldly stare at the heavens even if the heavens collapsed!
He calmly looked ahead and his expression slowly became calm, but the majesty became stronger and stronger. As it continued to accumulate, the current Wang Lin gave off an aura that would cause even a third step cultivator to tremble before him!
The first person to feel this aura was Esteemed Ling Dong, who was inside the Emperor Furnace. He had been suppressing Zhou Jin with all his strength and cooperating with the Emperor Furnace to refine her. However, just at this moment, when the domineering aura began to accumulate, Esteemed Ling Dong's expression changed greatly. Fear appeared in his eyes and he gave up all his actions. His body was forced out of the Emperor Furnace, out of the stars, and out of Wang Lin's body.
It was as if if he didn't come out, his body would explode from this pressure and his soul would be destroyed. There was a flash between Wang Lin's eyebrows and the stars rotated. Esteemed Ling Dong walked out and immediately knelt on the platform facing Wang Lin.
It wasn't until he knelt down that the pressure dissipated a bit, but it was still powerful. It was as if countless mountains were pressing down on his body. He was not a third step cultivator, but a mortal. He trembled and didn't even dare to raise his head.
There was still a third step cultivator, Zhou Jin, inside the Emperor Furnace. He was arrogant and would never yield. Even refining him would be extremely difficult. If it wasn't for Esteemed Ling Dong suppressing him and the eight drops of poison around him, he wouldn't have given up so easily.
However, at this moment, the pressure from Wang Lin's body caused the burly man's face to turn pale. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. This pressure caused the eight drops of poison around him to loosen, causing a flaw to appear in the 20 sealed Ancient Leaves!
The moment everything loosened, Zhou Jin charged out of the Emperor Furnace and appeared between Wang Lin's eyebrows.
The moment he appeared, the shocking pressure from Wang Lin landed on Zhou Jin. Zhou Jin's expression changed once more and he subconsciously retreated a few steps. His eyes were filled with monstrous fear.
This aura made him afraid, made him tremble, and made him feel like he would collapse with just one thought. It was as if before this person, even though he was a third step Nirvana Void cultivator, he was still an ant!
Not even the five masters of the Ancient Star System could make Zhou Jin feel this way!
It was as if before a person with such an overbearing aura, all living beings in the world would be terrified, tremble, and have to kneel before him. If they didn't kneel, they would die!
The pressure that had been accumulating from Wang Lin hadn't erupted yet, but it had already reached an indescribable level. It was extremely overbearing, like an emperor!
Even the heavens seemed to have to bow before him!
Even the earth had to bow down and worship him!
Zhou Jin's body trembled and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He retreated a few steps and the pressure descended, causing popping sounds to come from his legs. It was as if a force was pressing down on his shoulders, forcing him to kneel and yield!
However, he wasn't Ling Dong, he hadn't been refined. As a third step cultivator, as the ancestor of the Heavenly Wolf Clan, he didn't kneel to the heavens or worship ghosts. The stronger the pressure, the more he struggled. The burly man's eyes were bloodshot, but he stubbornly didn't kneel!
He clearly knew that it was impossible for Wang Lin to gain such a powerful aura in such a short period of time. He could tell at a glance that this aura didn't belong to Wang Lin, but was borrowed by the person before him!
Wang Lin had borrowed power from this strange throne!
This aura, this pressure, could dissipate at any moment, but if he yielded before it dissipated, a flaw would be left in his dao heart. He would never be able to walk out of the shadow of a third step cultivator kneeling before someone. Not only would his cultivation level not increase, but he would likely end up like Ling Dong and become Wang Lin's slave!!
As he struggled, the burly man's roar echoed inside the quiet palace. Large amounts of sweat appeared on his forehead and popping sounds came from his body. His legs trembled, but he clenched his teeth and endured. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto his clothes, dyeing them red!
However, just as Zhou Jin gave everything he had to endure, the borrowed aura from Wang Lin seemed to have reached its end. At the moment the stars in his eyes and between his eyebrows began to rapidly rotate, the 18 stars suddenly stopped!
The moment they stopped rotating, the aura and pressure accumulated inside Wang Lin's body erupted like crazy. This pressure was several times stronger than before, ten times, or even a hundred times stronger. It swept out in all directions and charged into the entire palace!
Zhou Jin coughed out blood. His mind felt like it was being torn apart, his dao heart shattered, and all his perseverance collapsed. In his eyes, Wang Lin was like an undefeatable emperor who revealed a domineering aura that could make the world tremble!
With a thump, the burly man from the Celestial Wolf Clan knelt down. Like Ling Dong, he trembled and didn't dare to raise his head … He submitted...
Wang Lin didn't seem to notice any of this. His gaze seemed to pierce through Ling Dong and Zhou Jin as he looked ahead. In his eyes, all the cultivators around the stone platform seemed to have gone back in time and returned to countless years ago.
The slaughter shook the heavens!
What moved were not the people outside the stone platform who had died a long time ago, but Wang Lin's mind and eyes. Scenes that had been buried in time appeared in his eyes...
In one of the scenes, an umbrella was opened.
Under the umbrella, a middle-aged scholar silently looked at the existence on the throne through the countless cultivators charging forward. He raised his left hand and pointed forward!
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