Wang Lin's right hand fell. The divine sense condensed by his powerful cultivation poured into the old man's head like a flood. It turned into a silent howl and swept up the old man's divine sense, flesh, and bones.
Popping sounds immediately came from the old man's body. His expression twisted as if he was enduring unimaginable pain. Blood flowed out of the old man's orifices, and his teeth trembled under the effect of the Stop Spell.
In just a moment, the Soul-Stop Spell on the old man dissipated slightly amidst the intense pain. This caused the old man's pain to turn into shrill screams.
He wanted to break free from Wang Lin's control, but no matter how he struggled, Wang Lin's right hand was as hard as a mountain. It held tightly onto the old man's head, giving him no chance to escape.
The miserable screams caused the old man to sweat profusely. His eyes were filled with despair, and his entire face was deathly pale.
"You've committed the crime of murdering a celestial. You'll die a horrible death!
I'm a Warrior Celestial under the Celestial Sovereign. I have the bloodline of a celestial. If you kill me today, you'll definitely suffer a calamity! "
"You talk a lot of nonsense!"
Wang Lin's expression was calm. He clenched his right hand, and his divine sense rushed into the old man's body again. It gathered in the old man's mind, trying to obtain all the old man's memories.
Just as Wang Lin's divine sense entered the old man's memories, in the depths of the Ancient Celestial Realm, at the center of the many statues, there were four statues of the three ancient clans.
The surroundings were silent, as if this place had been like this since ancient times. At this moment, a hoarse voice echoed from one of the statues.
"Rosefinch, your descendant's cultivation isn't weak, but he's overestimating himself. He actually wants to search the memories of a Warrior Celestial!
Even though a Warrior Celestial is inferior to us, he possesses the bloodline of a Celestial. How could a mere ant's descendant be able to search for him?! "That voice carried a hint of ridicule as it faintly resounded.
"He reached the third step of the Heavenly Retribution and even extracted his own fate from the ninth sun. Such a thing is inconceivable, but he did it. White Tiger, how dare you mock him like this? As a cultivator from the lower realms, would you be able to do such a thing …?" A cold snort could be heard, and an ancient voice came from another statue.
"If it were me, I might be able to do it as well!
The memories of us celestials are sealed by the Celestial Sovereign, and this is a fortune that only the core members of the Seven Dao Sect can enjoy. I'm not surprised that this little ant can kill a Soldier Celestial who is recovering from serious injuries, but I'm sure that if he tries to break the Celestial Sovereign's seal, he will be courting death!
The mocking voice sneered.
"Enough, there is no need to argue over this person. Rosefinch, your descendant is indeed overestimating himself. If he dies to the Celestial Sovereign's seal, will it affect your plan?" A third voice came from another statue.
After pondering for a long time, Rosefinch's voice faintly echoed, "He was not a part of my plan. I was also a bit surprised that he was the first to arrive here …"
"This child is extraordinary. He is the first heaven-defying cultivator I have seen in my life. Unfortunately, he is a lower realm cultivator. If he was on the Immortal Astral Continent, he would definitely be famous!
"However, he shouldn't have searched his soul. Not even all of us working together can break the Celestial Sovereign's seal. I fear he will die in less than 15 minutes … What a pity, what a pity …" A fourth voice came from the last statue, and this voice was filled with regret.
The voices of the four gradually dissipated and everything returned to normal. Even Rosefinch let out a sigh in his heart. He knew Wang Lin, but he didn't think Wang Lin could break the Celestial Sovereign's seal.
In the old man's sea of consciousness, his divine sense had formed its own world. It was tightly sealed, forming a dense fog that prevented Wang Lin's divine sense from entering.
This was not the first time Wang Lin had encountered this kind of situation. When he searched the memories of the woman in silver, he encountered the same thing. In the woman in silver's sea of consciousness, the person from the seven-colored statue had appeared in the fog that sealed her memories.
Today, in the old man's sea of consciousness, Wang Lin saw the thick fog once more. His divine sense paused for a moment before condensing. As his divine sense condensed, Wang Lin's figure appeared outside the fog.
This scene was very strange. In the vast world of the Ancient Celestial Realm, Wang Lin's eyes were closed and his right hand was pressing down on the old man's head.
However, inside, Wang Lin's divine sense condensed into an origin soul and appeared outside the old man's sea of consciousness. Wang Lin's origin soul looked the same as his body; it was wearing a white robe and had a head of white hair.
He stood there and looked at the churning fog before him. This fog contained an indescribable pressure, as if it was a seal. With this seal here, it could stop all soul searching spells.
"The woman in silver has this kind of seal, and this old man also has this kind of seal. Interesting, it looks like all the celestials under the Celestial Sovereign have this kind of seal."
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. Back then, his cultivation level wasn't high enough and he had given up before the woman in silver's divine sense. Aside from his cultivation level, there was another reason. If he had tried to break the seal by force, regardless of whether he succeeded or not, he would have caused great harm to the woman in silver.
However, this old man wouldn't make Wang Lin feel any guilt. Although there was no hatred between him and the old man, it wasn't enough to kill him. If Wang Lin hadn't known that the Inner and Outer Realms were just a cave, Wang Lin wouldn't have killed him.
However, Wang Lin understood everything. Wang Lin felt an unspeakable hatred toward the Celestial Sovereign and all the celestials under him!
In particular, the disappearance of Li Muwan's fate aura caused Wang Lin's hatred to reach a peak.
As he let out a cold snort, Wang Lin walked toward the fog inside the old man's sea of consciousness. Wang Lin moved like a meteor and closed in on the fog. He waved his right hand and a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere. The gust of wind charged at the fog.
The gust of wind pushed the fog away like crazy. In the blink of an eye, a gap appeared in the fog before Wang Lin.
The moment the gap was formed, Wang Lin stepped inside and disappeared into the fog.
Inside the fog, Wang Lin quickly moved forward. The fog parted before him as if it formed a passage. As Wang Lin moved forward, he gradually entered the depths of the fog.
Just as he stepped into the depths of the fog, there was a flash of seven-colored light. This seven-colored light was extremely eye-catching in the dark fog, and Wang Lin couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Following his gaze, he saw a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the depths of the fog, in a thin layer of fog that was penetrated by the seven-colored light.
The middle-aged man had his eyes closed and his body was surrounded by seven-colored light. As he sat there, a monstrous pressure spread out, causing the hearts of all living things to tremble before him. They were unable to take half a step forward.
This seven-colored man was not the person Wang Lin had encountered in the Seven-Colored Realm, but the true body of the seven-colored statue inside his storage space!
This was the second time Wang Lin had seen this person. After pondering a bit, there was a flash of coldness in his eyes and he stepped forward without hesitation. His right hand formed a seal and the old man's sea of consciousness rumbled. A giant palm print appeared before Wang Lin. The palm print penetrated the fog and shot toward the middle-aged man.
This man was a seal, a seal that prevented anyone from searching for the celestials under him!
The gigantic palm print instantly closed in on the middle-aged man and pierced through his body. However, at the instant it pierced through him, the palm print silently collapsed. This scene was extremely strange, and if one looked closely, they would see that the palm print hadn't even touched the middle-aged man. Instead, it had collapsed three inches away from him.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. The moment the palm print collapsed, he raised his right hand and pointed forward. A shockwave came from Wang Lin's finger and formed a vortex that closed in. This time Wang Lin looked very carefully and saw the vortex silently collapse three inches away from the middle-aged man.
Wang Lin stared at the middle-aged man. He waved his sleeves and took a step forward. He personally closed in on the middle-aged man and raised his right hand. The ancient god star between his eyebrows rotated and a vast amount of power from the God of Luck fused into his fingers, causing Wang Lin's fingers to be able to split the earth and even shatter a cultivation planet.
With this kind of power, his fingers closed in on the middle-aged man with loud rumbles. In an instant, they were only three inches away from him.
At the instant they entered the three-inch boundary, Wang Lin's eyes shone brightly. He saw his fingers rapidly collapse in an unimaginable manner. There was no pain, but he could clearly see them disintegrating.
In just an instant, a small portion of his fingers that had entered three inches had disintegrated. That three-inch area was like a boundary, and all power that came close to it would disappear.
If he forced his way in, Wang Lin's right hand would disappear without a trace before he could even touch the middle-aged man. Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and he yanked his right hand out.
He took a few steps back with a calm expression. He looked at the middle-aged man sitting there with his eyes closed, then at the two fingers that had lost a small portion of his fingers. There were no wounds at all.
"What a strange power …" Wang Lin muttered. The ancient god power in his body moved and fused into his fingers. The flesh on his fingers slowly squirmed and grew back.
As he pondered, Wang Lin hesitated for a moment. With the seal formed by the middle-aged man, it would be difficult for him to obtain the thin old man's memories, but it was not impossible.
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