With a thunderous rumble, Wang Lin turned into a bolt of lightning and charged into the deep pit on the ground. In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin closed in on the deep pit. Just at this moment, an extremely angry roar came from the deep pit.
Along with the voice, rays of golden light that stretched for tens of thousands of feet appeared. The golden light was dim, and there seemed to be a hint of purple in it. Clearly, it was not pure. At that moment, they flickered out of the crater, and as the roar echoed out, a shocking impact exploded forth.
It was as if a storm had collapsed in the deep pit, and all of it was rushing out from the mouth of the deep pit. When Wang Lin closed in, it was the moment the dark golden light erupted. The wind howled and swept up Wang Lin's long hair and clothes. It was as if it wanted to blow away his body and all his divine sense.
"You dare to attack me? You have offended the might of a celestial! You must die!"
The roar was mixed with endless anger. As the golden light flashed, a thin figure rushed out from the deep pit. His figure was blurry, and only a dazzling dark golden light could be seen.
Wang Lin let out a cold snort. He had broken through the Void Gate and shattered the divine retribution. At this moment, he was at the mid stage of the Spirit Void Realm. Even a celestial would not be his opponent.
The moment the thin figure rushed out, Wang Lin took a step forward. He raised his right hand and casually grabbed at the air before him. With this, the world changed colors. It was as if countless laws had been twisted by Wang Lin. It was as if all the laws in the world had lost their orbits and had to obey Wang Lin's will.
The thin figure wanted to struggle, but no matter how he resisted, it was useless. In the end, he let out a scream of terror and his neck was grabbed by Wang Lin.
With a vicious squeeze, the thin figure rumbled as if he was about to collapse, but in the end, he only coughed out a mist of blood and did not collapse.
Wang Lin was surprised. The thin figure looked like an old man. He was not handsome and there was nothing special about him. If there was something special about him, it was just that he had mixed celestial blood in his body. He looked extremely weak, but the toughness of his body surprised Wang Lin.
"You, a cultivator from the lower realm, dare to attack a celestial?! Let me go!
Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a high cultivation level. If I hadn't been seriously injured in my early years, killing you would be as easy as crushing a bug … "the thin old man shouted anxiously. an arrogant expression appeared on his face. It was clear that he had shouted at the so-called cultivator from the lower realm since ancient times.
Wang Lin's expression remained the same, but when he heard the old man's words, there was a flash of coldness in his eyes. He glanced at the old man and raised his right hand to throw at the sky. His right hand formed a seal and he pressed his palm towards the old man who had been thrown out.
With this palm, the world rumbled and the clouds changed. A huge palm print appeared from Wang Lin's right hand. It absorbed the power of the world and grew endlessly large. It rumbled from the ground to the sky.
It looked like it was going to destroy the sky and blast a hole in the sky. The expression of the thin old man changed greatly and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He let out a miserable scream and wanted to dodge, but in an instant, the huge palm print closed in and smashed into the old man's body.
The old man coughed out blood and popping sounds came from his body. His left hand trembled and collapsed. The old man's face was filled with terror. At this moment, he still couldn't figure out what had happened. In his memory, he was seriously injured after the battle and chose to enter the body of an eight-and-a-half-star God of Luck to heal himself. After countless years, his injuries had almost healed. Just now, he noticed that the embryo of the God of Luck that he had chosen to use to heal himself had been destroyed. He had awakened in anger and immediately recognized that Wang Lin was not a celestial but an ant born from this cave world.
As one of the 100 guards of the Celestial Sovereign, he could deal with such a person at will. If he had the slightest problem, he would kill to vent his anger.
It was because of this deep-rooted thought that he, who was angry, chose to kill people to vent his anger like he did before he fell asleep. However, before he could make a move, the other party used a kind of divine power that made his mind tremble to grab him and fiercely throw him to the ground.
This throw caused the old man to feel intense pain, but he still didn't wake up. He became even more angry, and it wasn't until Wang Lin grabbed his neck and blew up his left arm that he became afraid. Only then did he wake up and realize that the person before him was different from the lower realm insect that all celestials worshipped in excitement!
"A heaven-defying cultivator, you're a heaven-defying cultivator from the lower realm!" The old man's voice was filled with disbelief and he quickly retreated.
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he waved his sleeves and took a step. With one step, he appeared behind the skinny old man and his right hand slammed down on the old man.
With a bang, the old man let out a miserable scream and coughed out blood. He was seriously injured once more and his body staggered. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with monstrous fear.
"Impossible, Master set up divine retribution to prevent heaven-defying cultivators from appearing. With divine retribution, it is impossible for a third step heaven-defying cultivator to appear, it is impossible for something like this to happen!!
"Forget Master, even in the caves of the powerful cultivators on the Immortal Astral Continent, I have never heard of a lower realm ant that could defy the heavens and reach the third step. This …" The old man wiped away the blood and turned around with a miserable smile. His eyes were filled with madness. He was a celestial, so he naturally had the means to save his life in despair. He was also someone who had experienced the war back then, so there was no weakling who could survive that war!
His hands formed a seal and the old man bit the tip of his tongue to spit out a mouthful of golden blood. However, just as the blood came out, Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He raised his right hand and calmly pointed at the old man.
"Stop!"
A tremor ran through the old man's body as the mouthful of blood froze in place in front of him. His body suddenly lost all ability to move. Even the flow of time and the rotation of Heaven and Earth seemed to come to a complete stop.
However, this old man was still a celestial. The moment he was frozen, a monstrous tremor was set off in his mind that came from his soul.
"Stop spell!!!
This is Lord Celestial Sovereign's spell, Stop spell!!
How does he know this spell? How did he learn it? Who taught it to him!? "
His thoughts stopped under the Stop spell. Wang Lin calmly walked up to the old man and looked at the horrified expression on the old man's face. Wang Lin raised his right hand and placed it on the old man's forehead.
"Let me see what exactly happened here back then!"
Waiting for the plane at the capital's airport made him feel uneasy. He felt like he owed too much this month. He found a quiet place and began to write. Now that he was about to board the plane, he felt much better after writing this and uploading it.
Tomorrow, it would erupt again!