Through the hazy mist of death, one could see a bald man in purple sitting cross-legged in the depths of the crack on the ground. The man's purple robe wrapped around his body, and on top of his bald head, the faces of mournful souls protruded from time to time, letting out soundless screams.
As he raised his hands and waved them outwards, the 300 air bubbles flew towards him.
The bald man suddenly opened his eyes and revealed a strange light. He stared at the Inner Realm cultivators inside the 300 bubbles and revealed a cruel gaze.
"Only in the Inner Realm can my Underworld Clan have a chance to rise!
The more people die, the stronger the death aura, and there are also these living souls to devour … If we were in the Ancient Star System, we would definitely be punished by the Sovereign Council. "
A satisfied smile appeared on the man's face. With a wave of his sleeve, the three hundred bubbles suddenly exploded one by one.
The collapse of the bubble caused the 300 female cultivators of the Summoned River to be exposed to the hazy aura of death. Their expressions became distorted and they revealed expressions of pain. Their bodies slowly withered the moment the bubble collapsed.
Bursts of vitality came out from their orifices and gathered around them to form shadows. These shadows looked like origin souls and looked the same as their original bodies.
Zhou Zihong's expression was twisted. Her eyes were closed, and her body trembled. Life force rapidly spread out from her body and condensed into a shadow.
As the bald man's eyes lit up, Zhou Zihong's origin soul shadow charged at the bald man along with the rest of the shadows.
"Underworld Devouring Extreme Bliss!"
The bald man let out a roar and waved his hand. The 300 origin souls moved even faster and closed in in an instant.
Just as he opened his mouth wide and was about to devour, a cold snort suddenly rumbled through the world.
That cold snort was like a thunderclap. As it rumbled, it turned into a storm of sound that shook the area. The bald man's body trembled, and the arms he stretched out collapsed. When they were reduced to flesh and blood, he coughed up blood and retreated with an expression of shock on his face.
The 300 origin soul shadows and the female cultivators from the Summoned River who had their eyes closed all trembled and opened their eyes. They looked around with confusion in their eyes.
"Who is it!?
Which third step cultivator has come to the Underworld Clan? Old Man, Patriarch of the Underworld Clan, I don't know how I have offended Senior. Please … "The bald man's face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear. As he retreated, his heart pounded in terror.
The other party had only let out a snort and caused his arms to collapse. It had also dealt a heavy blow to his mind, causing his blood to churn and his origin soul to almost collapse.
He was at the fifth Heaven's Blight, so he immediately recognized that the other party was a third step cultivator that he couldn't provoke!
However, he didn't understand how he had offended this third step cultivator and why he was being punished.
He didn't even think about the fact that this person wasn't from Planet Tai Ji but was an Inner Realm cultivator. He knew that most of the Inner Realm cultivators were in the Allheaven Star System. They were making their final struggle and would never come here.
In his panic, before he could finish speaking, his eyes were replaced by a white light. He looked up through the crack and saw a white-haired man in white walking out from the mist filled with the aura of death.
The man's expression was gloomy, and several heads floated behind him in the death aura. Miserable screams rang out from those heads, causing the bald man's heart to tremble. His pupils shrank as he stared at the white-robed man. He felt that the white-robed man's appearance was extremely familiar.
"You … You are …" A rumble went off in the bald man's head. He was stunned for a moment, but the familiar feeling he got from Xiao Chen made him remember someone. The instant he remembered that person's name, the bald man immediately let out a cry of disbelief. He retreated madly and let out a low howl.
"Underworld Clan members, immediately escape from this planet. Quick, quick …"
There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes and his right hand reached at the void. A giant, illusory hand appeared and shot toward the retreating bald man.
In an instant, the moment the man finished speaking, the illusory hand grabbed his entire body. It clenched tightly, and the bald man let out a miserable scream before his body collapsed.
However, his head remained intact with his soul and origin soul sealed. When Wang Lin withdrew his right hand, it became one of the thousands of heads behind him.
At the same time, the auras of Nether Spirits rose rapidly from all over the cultivation planet. Each aura represented a Nether Spirit. After they appeared, they looked confused, but without any hesitation, they flew into the sky and scattered in all directions, intending to escape the planet.
Although they didn't know what had happened, the patriarch's orders were like the heavens, and they would carry them out without hesitation!
Wang Lin turned around with a cold gaze and waved his right hand. Thunder shot out from his right eye, and a bolt of lightning shot out from Wang Lin's right eye. It split into countless bolts and rapidly spread out in all directions with his right eye as the center.
At this moment, lightning bolts intersected on the pitch-black cultivation planet, and thunder rumbled. Each and every one of the lightning bolts was like a deadly tribulation that slammed into the fleeing Netherspirits, annihilating them, and bringing them back with their heads.
Miserable screams of death echoed on the planet. Wang Lin didn't pay them any attention. He looked at the 300 origin souls that were still in a daze and gently waved his sleeve. The origin souls immediately returned to their bodies.
He stepped out of the rift, and the moment he walked out, bolts of lightning returned from all directions. When the number of heads behind Wang Lin reached 10,000, the bolts of lightning entered Wang Lin's right eye.
In just a few breaths of time, all the Underworld Clan members on the planet had died; not a single one was left alive!
While floating in the air, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pressed down on the earth. A monstrous rumble echoed and the endless death aura on the earth surged like a monstrous wave toward Wang Lin.
In the end, the endless death aura gathered in Wang Lin's right hand, which represented death. It turned into a ball of fog that rapidly rotated.
When the death aura was taken away by Wang Lin, the earth regained its vitality. The many bubbles inside the death aura all burst, allowing the Summoned River cultivators to regain their freedom.
After withdrawing his gaze from the earth, Wang Lin grabbed the death aura in his hand and walked toward the sky. He mercilessly waved his hand and the ball of fog shattered. A shocking death aura rushed into the sky.
"Since you're here, then don't leave!"
Wang Lin's voice was indifferent as he looked at the death aura in the sky. The sky distorted and a middle-aged man walked out.
The middle-aged man was wearing a Daoist robe, and his expression was extremely solemn. After he appeared, he formed a seal with both hands and a tortoiseshell shield immediately appeared before him. The shield was 1,000 feet tall, and it covered his body, causing the death cyclone to land on the tortoiseshell shield.
Thunderous rumbles echoed. As the tortoiseshell shield trembled, cracks appeared on it, but it didn't shatter. Instead, it was pushed back with the middle-aged man.
"Lord of the Sealed Realm Wang Lin, you didn't die!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with shock as he retreated. He had only locked onto Wang Lin's divine sense but couldn't see Wang Lin's appearance. Now that he had arrived from far away and saw Wang Lin destroy countless Outer Realm cultivators, he wanted to retreat. However, before he could leave, he was forced out by Wang Lin.
Wang Lin didn't say a word and killing intent filled his body. He charged at the middle-aged man and instantly closed in on the shield. He raised his right hand and mercilessly smashed down on the shield.
There was a thunderous bang and even more cracks appeared on the shield. The middle-aged man's face turned pale and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He retreated in terror.
"You deliberately lured me here, you hid your cultivation level!!"
The power of this palm allowed the middle-aged man to clearly feel the terrifying aura from Wang Lin's body. His heart pounded like crazy. At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of killing Wang Lin, but to escape!
However, Wang Lin had lured him here, so he wouldn't give him a chance to escape. Wang Lin let out a cold snort and his right hand fell once more. This palm contained karma, and it landed on the shield. Wang Lin clenched his fist and the shield shattered into pieces. Strands of aura were extracted, and the middle-aged man suffered the same fate.
The middle-aged man's face was pale, and after the shield collapsed, he retreated once more. His eyes were extremely serious. For him, this was a life and death calamity. He knew he wouldn't be able to escape, so he clenched his teeth and gave up on escaping. His hands formed a seal and a red crack appeared between his eyebrows. Inside the crack was the Joss Flame Realm that had fused with his body!
Just as his Joss Flame Realm opened, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed forward.
"Stop!"
With one word, the middle-aged man's body trembled. At this moment, Wang Lin stepped forward and his right palm landed on the middle-aged man's chest. As the middle-aged man's body rumbled, Wang Lin's right hand landed between his eyebrows.
With a bang, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently and blood flowed out of his orifices. His eyes were filled with struggle and fear, and he trembled as he tried to break free from the Stop spell.
However, before Wang Lin, he didn't have the chance. Wang Lin's eyes became cold and his palms shattered the middle-aged man's mind. After sealing it, his right hand swept past the middle-aged man's neck.
Blood sprayed out and the middle-aged man's head and body separated. His body collapsed into a pile of flesh and blood, and his head was grabbed by Wang Lin.
"No one under Arcane Void is a match for me, Wang!" Wang Lin turned around, grabbed the blood-dripping head, and walked toward the stars.
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