Using the True and False Daos to form the True and False Dao, the True and False Dao surrounded the 1 million clouds. The figures struggled and roared as they charged toward the crack above Wang Lin.
A loud rumble echoed across the entire Brilliant Void. The crack trembled violently under Wang Lin's divine retribution. Wang Lin's white hair fluttered as he coldly stared at the crack. His expression was calm as he waved his sleeve and walked toward the crack.
His pace wasn't fast, but every time his foot landed, there would be a thunderous rumble. This caused the crack to tremble even more violently.
Compared to the trembling of the crack, Wang Lin's calmness formed a stark contrast.
Wang Lin wasn't afraid of divine retribution. He had the heart of a great scholar and a vast aura. Everything in the world was equal, and even divine retribution couldn't transcend it.
"Everything has an origin. Today, Wang wants to see why divine retribution appears and why it appears in this world!" Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he got closer and closer to the crack.
When it was less than ten thousand feet away from the rift, rays of bright light suddenly shot out from the rift. The light spread and enveloped the surroundings, completely illuminating the pitch-black starry sky fog.
Under the light, an item slowly floated out from the crack. This item was a very ordinary horsetail whisk. It was only seven feet long, and it was made of purple wood. The white hair was the horsetail whisk, and there were 3,000 strands of horsetail whisk. It seemed to symbolize the 3,000 grand daos.
This item slowly floated out from the crack and gently swung it toward Wang Lin. The 3,000 strands moved without any wind and immediately spread out. An invisible force spread out from the horsetail whisk.
Under this ripple, Wang Lin's footsteps paused for a moment. His Fused Eye shined brightly and his right foot, which had paused for a moment, landed without hesitation. His body moved like a meteor toward the whisk that was floating out of the rift.
The ripples spread out and penetrated the surrounding fog. Just as Wang Lin closed in on the Day Ladle, one of the three strands of white whisk suddenly separated from the root of the whisk and floated out like smoke. This strand of white whisk curled up and silently formed a spell.
Attraction spell!
At the same time, the second strand separated from the root and floated out. It turned into the second spell, Fireball.
The third white thread followed closely behind and turned into a murderous aura. It turned into the endless Slaughter Sword Qi formed by the Slaughter Sword Technique.
The fourth, fifth, sixth … In the blink of an eye, hundreds of strands of white hair scattered and turned into spells like the Finger of Death, the Yellow Cold Finger, the Demonic Finger, and other spells that Wang Lin had seen on his first step.
Some of these spells were ones he had mastered before, and some were ones he had seen others use.
After hundreds of white strands, the three strands of the horsetail whisk continued to separate from the roots and once again transformed into various god arts. Among them were Bi Qingshui's god art, Situ's god art, and Bai Fan's Call the Wind, Rain, Mountain Collapses, and Earth Rends.
All of this happened in an instant. Before Wang Lin, the 3,000 strands turned into 3,000 spells that Wang Lin had seen in his life.
There were also spells from Qing Lin, Daoist Water, Master Lu Fu, and others. There were even spells from the five masters of Tai Ji and the first and second generation Rosefinch!
3,000 hairs, 3,000 grand daos, 3,000 spells!
Almost all of the spells that existed in Wang Lin's memory appeared in the starry sky.
These three spells perfectly fused with each other. With a wave of the horsetail whisk, they shrouded the starry sky around Wang Lin and shot toward him.
Perhaps one, two, or even 100 spells wouldn't matter. Even if there were 3,000, it wouldn't be a problem for Wang Lin. However, these three spells were formed by the horsetail whisk, and each of them gave off an aura that Wang Lin was familiar with. This aura was celestial spiritual energy!
As a result, their power was enough to shake the world.
This celestial spiritual energy wasn't the celestial spiritual energy from the four Celestial Realms, but the true celestial spiritual energy. It was the golden light from his bloodline. If he hadn't met the madman and had the golden blood from the Immortal Celestial Body, Wang Lin wouldn't have been able to recognize the power of these 3,000 spells.
But at this moment, he had instantly sensed it. His pupils shrank as he looked at the Three Thousand Nether Links that were rumbling over and filled the surroundings. Killing intent was revealed in his eyes.
"I had my suspicions before that this divine retribution came from the Ancient Celestial Realm. The world behind the rift is the Ancient Celestial Realm. Now that I feel this pure celestial spiritual energy, it is obvious that the Ancient Celestial Realm is closely related to the Immortal Astral Continent!"
Bursts of golden light came from the 3,000 spells and shot toward Wang Lin. These spells instantly closed in on Wang Lin and landed one by one.
Thunderous rumbles echoed and space itself trembled. Under the bombardment of the spells, Wang Lin's figure was covered by the golden light. From afar, he could no longer be seen.
At the same time, another object flew out from the rift. This object was a nine-story pagoda. It was completely golden and gave off a powerful pressure. It flew out from the rift and expanded to hundreds of thousands of feet in the blink of an eye. It smashed down on Wang Lin, who was covered by the golden light.
The 3,000 horsetail whisks were divine retribution!
The pagoda suppression was divine retribution again!
The third step divine retribution aimed at Wang Lin was even more powerful than before, and it was even more shocking!
If Wang Lin was only at the early stage of Nirvana Void, he would without a doubt die!
Even if he was at the peak of Nirvana Void, he would still die to this divine retribution!
Even if he was at the mid stage of Spirit Void, if he only had one essence like an ordinary third step cultivator, he would have no chance of surviving this divine retribution!
The nine-story pagoda rumbled and shrouded the area that was bombarded by the 3,000 horsetail whisks. There was a thunderous rumble and everything quieted down.
The only thing that remained in the fog was this nine-story pagoda that seemed to have existed since the beginning of time!
Master South Cloud and company outside the fog were startled by this sudden silence. Master South Cloud stared at the fog with anxiety in his eyes.
Situ Nan silently pondered and felt that something was wrong. Without a word, he charged into the fog, but just as he moved, Master South Cloud waved his hand to stop him.
"Master South Cloud!!
You want to stop me!!! "
Situ Nan suddenly turned his head and his eyes were filled with madness as he stared at Master South Cloud. His words were filled with monstrous killing intent.
He knew he was not Master South Cloud's match, but at this moment, he felt that Wang Lin was in danger. With Situ Nan's personality, even if his teacher, Qing Lin, was here, he wouldn't hesitate to attack.
Master South Cloud didn't mind Situ Nan's words. After pondering for a bit, he said,
"The Lord of the Sealed Realm is going through divine retribution, we shouldn't interfere … If you force your way in, not only will it be useless, it will distract him."
Situ Nan's gaze fell on the fog and he clenched his fists. After pondering for a bit, his hoarse voice slowly came out.
"I'll wait for half an incense stick of time. If it's still this quiet after half an incense stick of time, I must go in!"
Master South Cloud let out a sigh and didn't speak. He looked at the fog, and the anxiety in his eyes became even stronger.
In the other direction, the Old Devil Zhan became even more excited. His eyes shined brightly as he licked his lips and muttered to himself.
"Three Nine Horsetail Whisk, Celestial Suppression Pagoda, and there should be something called the Fate Sealing Ring … When he set up the divine retribution, he threw these three treasures into it …" The Old Devil Zhan's words were unfathomable. As he muttered, his gaze toward the fog became even more strange.
Time passed. To Situ Nan, the time it takes half an incense stick to burn felt like years. The thousands of LJ Cultivators were nervous, and their hearts were filled with a sense of foreboding.
"Could it be that the Lord of the Sealed Realm failed his divine retribution …"
"Impossible, the Lord of the Sealed Realm would never fail …"
"It has been silent for a long time. What exactly is happening inside …"
Panic appeared in the hearts of the thousands of Inner Realm cultivators, making them very anxious. Just as Situ Nan was about to charge into the fog, an earth-shattering rumble came from inside the fog that had been silent for half an incense stick of time!
In the depths of the mist, the only remaining pagoda suddenly trembled and the rumbling came from within.
Inside the pagoda, within the chaos, Wang Lin's body was surrounded by 3,000 white hairs. These 3,000 hairs were the 3,000 spells. When these spells landed on Wang Lin, they seemed to return to their origin and wrapped around Wang Lin like a seal.
There was also a burst of golden light inside the pagoda. This light was filled with a domineering will. It wanted to use the light to refine Wang Lin. It wanted to use the celestial spiritual energy to melt Wang Lin!
However, the divine retribution didn't know that between Wang Lin's eyebrows existed the purest celestial bloodline in the world!
"The so-called divine retribution only has these spells … If this is really the case, then this divine retribution … is too weak!"
Wang Lin, who was surrounded by the 3,000 white hairs, shook his head and his body suddenly swelled. The ancient god stars between his eyebrows rotated rapidly and ancient power surged through Wang Lin's body. This caused his body to expand like crazy, 100 feet, 300 feet, 1,000 feet … until he was thousands of feet tall. He looked like a giant. The E threads around his body were stretched taut, and some even shattered. Finally, when Wang Lin's body became an ancient god, his ancient god aura spread out and all the E threads collapsed!
"Can't even withstand one blow …" Wang Lin shook his head and stepped up. His right hand formed a fist and his ancient god power surged out like a wave. He threw a punch toward the top of the pagoda!
The weather in the northeast, especially in Mudanjiang, was only hot for half a month each year, so not many people installed air conditioners.
This year was very hot, and his head was dizzy. He must have suffered a heat stroke. It was very uncomfortable, and his chest was tight. He wanted to vomit but couldn't.
This child wrote for nearly six hours and couldn't take it anymore. He took half a day off and promised to make it up at the end of the month.
Please don't blame me, my body is very uncomfortable.