On the deck of the Soul Devil Ship, Wang Lin tore off the Ghostly Sail and opened his hands. He carefully looked at the ghostly face and the sail moved. The ghostly face seemed to come alive and stared at Wang Lin.
The reason Fan Shanmeng on the Immortal Astral Continent could use her Great Soul True Illusion and reach the terrifying level of the double illusion was mainly because of this sail.
Wang Lin clearly remembered that when he entered the illusion, he saw the ghostly face. After that, he lost control of himself. Even when he broke through the illusion and opened his eyes, he was still looking at the Ghostly Sail.
It was as if everything in the illusion had only happened the moment Wang Lin looked at the ghostly face.
Fan Shanlu pondered a bit and then slowly said, "This is my Great Soul Sect's treasure and also the main soul sail of the Soul Devil Ship …"
"Wang doesn't care about the matter between you two sisters, and there is no need to exchange oaths of blood. Our goals are the same, and if there is no ill intent, we can cooperate.
"However, your older sister's previous actions are very interesting. Tell her that I'll take the Ghostly Sail and Wang will take the Soul Devil Ship. Consider this as compensation to Wang for the unpleasantness from before!"
Wang Lin waved his right hand and put the Ghostly Sail into his storage space. Then he turned around and calmly looked at Fan Shanlu.
Fan Shanlu opened her mouth to say something, but in the end, she didn't speak. She just silently stood there with a complicated gaze.
"You don't need to leave the ship. I can leave the ship with you, and when I need it, I'll summon you.
In addition, is the ancient altar you mentioned in the illusion inside the Soul Devil Ship? "As Wang Lin spoke, there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.
Fan Shanlu silently pondered for a long time and then shook her head. She waved her jade-like hand and a piece of jade flew toward Wang Lin. Wang Lin grabbed it and looked at it. There was a map inside.
"There are countless fierce beasts here, and the formation of this place is related to the battle in the cave world. It was torn open, but for some reason, it is connected to a strange world. If you follow the map, you will see the ancient altar.
"Also, there is a spell technique in this jade. This is the spell I mentioned in the illusion realm that can devour the third soul. You can consider cultivating it," Fan Shanlu said softly. She looked up at the stars in the distance, and there was a hint of longing in her eyes.
Wang Lin pondered a bit and then clasped his hands at Fan Shanlu. He turned around and stepped off the Soul Devil Ship. Just as he was about to leave, Fan Shanlu's faint voice echoed.
"My elder sister is desperate for revenge, and even I was used by her … I can help you with our cooperation, but I only have one request. When you open the cave to the Immortal Astral Continent, take me with you … I want to go back to the tomb …" It is extremely difficult to open the cave, and only the third soul can appear. Only he has the memories and knows where the Heavenly Dao is. Only by summoning the Heavenly Dao can one enter the Celestial Sovereign's Mansion in the cave world of the Seven Dao Sect … The Celestial Sovereign's Mansion is where the battle took place. Although it is in ruins, there is a door that leads to the Immortal Astral Continent. Opening that door will open the sealed cave. "
Wang Lin stopped. After pondering a bit, he turned to look at the bleak Fan Shanlu and nodded.
"I promise you!" Wang Lin rarely made promises. This was the first promise he had made after reaching the third step.
It had nothing to do with trust or anything else, it was all because of the four words the woman had said.
"I want to go home …"
Fan Shanlu bit her lower lip and looked at Wang Lin. After hearing Wang Lin's words, she gently nodded. She bit the tip of her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood gave off a red glow, but it soon turned golden and flew toward Wang Lin.
"This is my own Oath of Blood!"
Wang Lin caught the pale golden blood and fused it with his body. Then he walked toward the dark space without looking back.
Wang Lin no longer needed to study the restrictions on the Soul Devil Ship. The terror of the double illusion was no different from reality. Wang Lin's comprehension and research in the illusion would still exist even after he left the illusion.
Just like how Fan Shanlu had been injured in the illusion and recovered after breaking it, the spells of the Great Soul Sect were indeed very strange and unpredictable.
"The Ghostly Sail is the main sail of the Soul Devil Ship, but it doesn't just contain the ghostly face. There are also many restrictions on it, and these restrictions include everything about the Soul Devil Ship.
"As long as I refine this sail, not only will I be able to control more restrictions, but I'll also be able to use this sail to control the Soul Devil Ship!"
As Wang Lin walked among the stars, he began to ponder. His divine sense entered his storage space and slowly refined the Ghostly Sail. During this process, he gradually understood some ways to control it. Although it wasn't much, as time passed, he would eventually gain complete control of it.
A moment later, Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he stopped thinking about the Ghostly Sail. Instead, he raised his right hand and touched the spot between his eyebrows.
"Ye Mo's child died by my hand, and I absorbed eight drops of Dao Ji's blood. These eight drops of blood were formed by his origin soul. If I can refine them all, my Ancient Dao body will become even stronger!
"Right now, I must go take a look at the altar. Perhaps there will be a fortune there … Although my cultivation level is at the Spirit Void level, I'm still not as good as those Arcane Void cultivators … Now that the Ancient Celestial Realm has opened and the four generals have appeared, their goal is to find the third soul … This saves me a lot of planning. This is the best time for me to increase my cultivation level!" Wang Lin moved faster and faster as he pondered. His divine sense spread out and he carefully observed his surroundings.
The star system was dark and the auras of fierce beasts would occasionally appear. These fierce beasts posed no threat to Wang Lin, and they would often retreat when his divine sense swept by.
Wang Lin was very cautious in this strange star system. Although the surrounding fierce beasts didn't give him any pressure, Wang Lin wasn't sure if the Seven-Colored Daoist had really come here!
This was why even though his divine sense was spread out, he was completely focused. If there was any abnormality, he would immediately choose to escape. Although this was very dangerous, he had to go to the altar.
If he was too scared to come here because of an uncertain matter, then he wouldn't have gotten to where he was today and wouldn't have his current cultivation level.
After several hours, Wang Lin suddenly stopped and his expression changed. Without any hesitation, he retreated and was about to disappear.
However, just as he was about to disappear, Wang Lin exclaimed and stared at the star system before him. His expression constantly changed.
At that moment, his divine sense saw a figure sitting among the corpses of fierce beasts hundreds of thousands of miles away. This figure gave off a seven-colored glow and sat there motionlessly.
His expression was sometimes complicated, sometimes confused, sometimes sad, and sometimes excited.
He was the Seven-Colored Daoist!
After pondering for a bit, Wang Lin's eyes lit up. The Seven-Colored Daoist's current appearance was very strange, but after experiencing the illusion from before, Wang Lin could tell that the Seven-Colored Daoist was also immersed in the illusion and couldn't extricate himself.
"This illusion was likely cast by Fan Shanmeng. Even with the Seven-Colored Daoist's cultivation level, he was shrouded in an illusion … This matter … This matter is not right!" Wang Lin was very smart, and after pondering for a bit, he immediately saw the problem.
After pondering for a bit, Wang Lin's heart pounded and he felt a rare struggle in his heart. On one hand, he wanted to leave immediately. With the Seven-Colored Daoist's current state, he wouldn't chase after him.
If that was the case, there would be no danger for Wang Lin to go to the altar.
On the other hand, Wang Lin felt like this was an opportunity. If he could enter the Seven-Colored Daoist's illusion, he would know some real secrets. He had a feeling that the reason the Seven-Colored Daoist was immersed in the illusion was not because of Fan Shanmeng alone. Perhaps there was something else going on.
He vaguely felt like if he gave up on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he would regret it in the future!
After struggling for half an incense stick of time, Wang Lin's eyes revealed a cold light!
"Wealth comes from danger!"
Wang Lin's body flickered and he suddenly disappeared. He was very cautious, and when he reappeared, he was 100,000 feet away from the Seven-Colored Daoist.
This place was filled with the corpses of fierce beasts. Wang Lin stood on top of a fierce beast and carefully looked at the corpse below him. His eyes slowly lit up.
"These fierce beasts haven't been dead for long, it shouldn't have been long …" Wang Lin looked at the Seven-Colored Beast in the distance and waved his right hand. The corpse of a fierce beast that was hundreds of feet large flew into the air. He waved his hand and the corpse flew toward the Seven-Colored Beast.
Wang Lin's eyes shined and he leaned back, preparing to escape at any moment. He stared at the corpse and instantly closed in on the Seven-Colored Daoist.
However, just as the corpse was within 1,000 feet, the seven-colored light behind the Seven-Colored Daoist flashed. The corpse trembled and silently disintegrated before Wang Lin's eyes.
There was no flesh or blood; it completely disappeared.
"So it is like this!"
Wang Lin silently pondered and cautiously walked forward. His pace wasn't fast, but his heart was pounding. He slowly moved forward until he was 1,000 feet away from the Seven-Colored Daoist, not far from where the corpse of the fierce beast had disappeared.
After pondering a bit, Wang Lin clenched his teeth and sat down. He raised his right hand and pointed to between his eyebrows. This finger seemed to enter Wang Lin's soul. When he raised his right hand, Wang Lin's vision became blurry. He suddenly pointed at the Seven-Colored Daoist sitting 1,000 feet away!
"With my dream, I am your illusion, Dream Dao spell!"
When his finger landed, Wang Lin's body suddenly trembled and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The blurry vision disappeared, but he was still sitting there without any change.
The Dream Dao spell didn't require direct physical contact, but the Seven-Colored Daoist's cultivation level was high and there were restrictions outside, so Wang Lin couldn't enter the Seven-Colored Daoist's illusion.
Wang Lin frowned and revealed an unwilling expression.