Wang Lin's roar turned into a storm and rushed into the tool formed by the vortex formed by the six essences. After buzzing a few times, his voice suddenly came out.
The roar was already very powerful, and now it was amplified countless times. The moment it spread out from the vortex, the world collapsed and the first illusion rapidly disintegrated.
This roar formed an indescribable rumble. It was like a storm that blew on the nine suns around the Seven-Colored Daoist. The flames of the nine suns showed signs of extinguishing. The roar penetrated the nine suns and entered the Daoist's ears!
The Seven-Colored Daoist was filled with excitement in the second illusion. This kind of excitement normally wouldn't appear on an earth cultivator like him, but at this moment, he found it difficult to suppress. He had waited for so many years, it was no exaggeration to say he had waited his entire life!
Now he had finally found traces of the third soul using the power from the Immortal Astral Continent. Although he didn't know if he had imagined it or if it was real, this was the first time he had been this close to the third soul!
Under his gaze, he saw the third soul pass through the current Summoned River and head to the Brilliant Void tens of thousands of years in the future. He waved his hand again, wanting to see it more clearly. However, at this moment, a shocking change occurred!
An earth-shattering roar came into his ears. The roar was not strong at first, but almost in an instant, it increased exponentially and became all the sounds that the Rainbow Daoist could hear!
Roar!!
As the roar echoed, everything before the Seven-Colored Daoist seemed to be torn apart by a powerful force. It was as if it was going to collapse his illusion and pull him out!
Before him, the third soul that he could still see dissipated at a visible rate. The star map became blurry and collapsed. Not only the star map, but everything around it also disintegrated!
All of this happened too suddenly. The Seven-Colored Daoist was the most excited. Just as he was about to see where the third soul was, everything disappeared.
The Seven-Colored Daoist was startled for a moment. He couldn't stop it because someone had awakened him from the first illusion.
"No!!!" After the Seven-Colored Daoist recovered from his shock, he let out a roar of extreme anger!
This roar came from his mouth and also came from the mouth of the Seven-Colored Immortal sitting at the top of the mountain in the first illusion. This roar collided with Wang Lin's Ancient Order roar and formed a destructive force!
The six essence vortexes suddenly collapsed and Wang Lin coughed out blood. Popping sounds echoed throughout his body and he was thrown back. At the same time, the nine suns spread out and a powerful impact rushed toward Wang Lin.
At this moment of crisis, Wang Lin's Ancient Order Immortal Body activated and rapidly recovered. He waved his right hand and the Ghostly Sail appeared. As the impact closed in, Wang Lin's body dissipated.
In the strange space filled with fierce beasts, in the area filled with the corpses of many fierce beasts, 1,000 feet away from the Seven-Colored Daoist, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened. His gaze was dim and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood. He didn't hesitate to take a step back.
With this step, his body disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was far away and coughed out blood once more. Wang Lin didn't even have time to heal and charged forward like crazy.
In the distance, the Seven-Colored Daoist suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was distorted. He stared into the distance and let out a violent roar.
"Wang Lin, if I, the Seven-Colored Daoist, don't kill you, I swear I'm not a human!!!"
"This voice rumbled and swept across the entire star system. The large amount of beast corpses around Seven-Colored trembled and collapsed, turning into dust that scattered in all directions.
The Seven-Colored Daoist suddenly stood up and chased after Wang Lin with monstrous killing intent!
Wang Lin was very far away, but he still heard the angry roar. His face was pale, but he didn't stop. He coughed out blood and escaped using blood escape!
"Nonsense, even if I didn't stop him from finding the third soul, since he chased me here, he must have evil intentions!" Although Wang Lin's eyes were dim, he didn't regret his previous actions.
He had to do this. If he hadn't chosen to destroy the Seven-Colored Daoist's plan, then even if he went to the altar, he would only be delaying his death.
If everything in that illusion was real, then once the Seven-Colored Daoist found the third soul, not only him, but the entire cave world would have no hope!
The world would be completely controlled by the new Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign. At that time, he wouldn't be able to control Wang Lin's life or death!
He couldn't allow this kind of thing to happen. He had to destroy the other party's plan!
Even if the consequences of doing so would bring him infinitely closer to death!
At this moment, as he escaped, the space behind Wang Lin trembled. He could clearly feel the Seven-Colored Daoist chasing after him. The Seven-Colored Daoist's cultivation was high, and his divine sense was boundless, so it would be very easy for him to find Wang Lin!
"Right now, I can only go to the altar. Perhaps the altar can help me solve this life and death crisis!
I hope this is true! "When Wang Lin decided to go to the Seven-Colored Daoist, he pondered for half an incense stick of time.
During this half an incense stick of time, not only did he ponder the gains and losses, but he also fused with the All-Seer's soul and began his divination. The result of his divination showed that the altar was where his chance of survival was!
Fan Shanlu once said that after the battle in the cave world, the Heavenly Dao appeared to devour Lian Daofei and the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign's three souls and seven spirits were forcibly torn apart at this distance.
She also said that this place was connected to a mysterious space, which was why so many fierce beasts had appeared.
At this moment, in the depths of this spatial rift, there was a giant altar floating in the dark space. This altar was broken, but it didn't drift away; it was fixed in place.
The altar was completely black, the same color as the stars. However, there was a soft light coming from the edge of the altar.
The reason this altar was fixed was because a corner of it seemed to extend into another space. Layers of ripples echoed from the connection and hadn't dissipated for tens of thousands of years.
The space that was connected to it was not completely void of cracks. Instead, there were some damages, and a few huge cracks had spread out. The light was also coming from those cracks.
This scene was like a piece of paper that had been pierced by a dart, but it was stuck there. Naturally, there were some cracks where the paper had been pierced.
Bursts of Ancient Dao aura spread out from the altar, but it didn't spread too far. It was as if there was an invisible force restricting the spread of this aura.
The altar was like a small mountain and was octagonal in shape. There were layers of stairs around it, and at the top of the stairs, which was the highest point of the altar, was a flat area with a radius of 300 meters. If one looked at it from a close distance, one could vaguely see countless black runes and symbols on it, forming an ancient formation.
At the center of the formation, which was the core of the altar, there was an arm!
The Ancient Dao aura came from this arm.
However, this arm wasn't very big, only a few hundred feet wide. It was quietly placed there and didn't move at all.
Through the crack on the altar, one could see a blurry scene in another space. It was a world of birds and flowers. There were many immortal herbs on the ground, and some immortal beasts were chasing after them. It was like a paradise.
Just at this moment, a shrill scream rang out from the space that resembled a peach garden. The scream was filled with helplessness and pleading, and when anyone heard it, they would inevitably feel sympathy for it.
"Little ancestors, please let me go. I really don't know how to tell stories anymore. No matter how many treasures you give me, I don't know how to tell stories anymore. I've been doing this for more than 100 years, and my mouth is dry. I can't take it anymore!!!"
As a miserable scream rang out, a haggard figure with lifeless eyes and a pained expression crawled out of the huge crack that connected the altar to this space.
There was clearly an invisible barrier around the crack, but it was as if this barrier didn't exist. Soon, most of the figure's body was revealed.
Through the crack, one could see two little girls around seven or eight years old squatting in the strange space behind this person. These two little girls were very cute. One was wearing purple and the other was wearing a green dress.
"Han Han, how about we let him go? I think he's quite pitiful." The little girl in the green dress couldn't bear to let him go and touched her companion.
When the figure heard this, tears flowed down and his eyes were filled with fear.
"Wa Wa, his story isn't over yet. Don't pity him. Didn't he threaten us when he first came here?"
The little girl called Han Han grabbed the figure's leg with her small hand and pulled it back. As the figure screamed miserably, she pulled him back.
"Greedy Wolf, quickly finish the story. You were talking about Wang Yue, quickly tell the rest."
The little girl called Wa Wa had a smile on her face. She looked at Greedy and thought for a bit before speaking.
"How about this, you tell us the story of another 1,000 years, and I'll make the decision to let you go.
Greedy let out a howl as he watched his body being pulled back to this terrifying place. When he heard Wa Wa's words, more tears flowed down his face.
"I knew it would be like this. You two … You two … Last time, it was the same. I really don't have any more stories. I want to drink some water …"
The second chapter!
(To be continued)