Wang Lin's eyes flashed as he stared at the black stone bridge for a long time. For the past three days, he had been observing the stone bridge, but he didn't step on it.
In this gray world, aside from the stone bridge, there was nothing else.
Wang Lin pondered for a while and then waved his right hand. Suddenly, the 42 tornadoes scattered and stopped spinning. Instead, they turned into tens of thousands of small beasts that scattered in all directions.
Wang Lin slightly closed his eyes. Through the second devil, he sensed these small beasts. The small beasts scattered in all directions. He could only hear the sound of them flying away until they couldn't be heard anymore.
After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and leaped out, flying toward the northwest. As he flew, many small beasts slowly gathered from all directions, forming a majestic gust of wind behind him.
Not long after, Wang Lin's body stopped. In front of him was a 300-meter tall stone tablet. The stone tablet was slightly red and emitted a demonic aura.
A few small beasts were lying on top of the stone tablet. They were flapping their wings and making buzzing sounds.
When they saw Wang Lin approaching, the small beasts immediately flew toward him and merged with the tornadoes.
Wang Lin looked at the stone tablet and saw three big words written on it … The Path of No Return.
These three words were filled with the vicissitudes of life. Wang Lin looked at it for a while and suddenly looked at the bottom right corner of the stone tablet. After staring at it for a while, he waved his right hand and a strong gust of wind swept past. Dust flew everywhere and a line of small words appeared on the bottom right corner of the stone tablet.
"I passed through the Earth Elemental Land and subdued the beast king. Then I entered the Path of No Return. This place is quite interesting, so I will leave you with a message. If you are fated to come here in the future, remember to carefully study the words' No Return '."
Wang Lin's expression was calm, but his heart was shocked. These small words were exactly the same as the words he saw when he first entered the black tower. It was clear that they were written by the same person.
Reading between the lines, the Earth Elemental Land was extremely simple for this person. Even the powerful Sky-Reaching Hurricane Beast King was subdued by him.
However, after thinking about it, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes. If what this person said was true, then why was the Beast King still in the Earth Elemental Land? This person's words were most likely false. After all, the meaning of the word 'subdue' was self-evident. Just the word 'subdue' meant that the Beast King would follow him.
Of course, it was also possible that this person had really subdued a Beast King. It was just that after countless years, another Beast King was born in the Earth Elemental Land.
Whether it was real or fake, Wang Lin wasn't interested in carefully distinguishing. His gaze once again fell on the three words "Road of No Return", and he remained silent.
After a long time, he turned around and flew towards the Black Stone Bridge, the hurricane following closely behind him.
After returning to the Black Stone Bridge, Wang Lin patted his bag of holding and Xu Liguo immediately came out. He stared at the hurricane with jealousy and muttered in his heart, "It's just a lot of underlings. What's the big deal? I don't want underlings to follow me in the future!"
Wang Lin pointed at the Black Stone Bridge. Xu Liguo immediately calmed down. This time, he didn't bargain like before. Instead, he was full of energy. He glanced at the hurricane proudly and thought, "See that? Master still likes me. Otherwise, why didn't he let the second brother do this?"
When he looked at Wang Lin, he had a flattering expression on his face. Without another word, he flew towards the Black Stone Bridge. After flying for a long time, he didn't encounter any danger. He circled around the Black Stone Bridge a few times before flying back.
Wang Lin frowned and stretched out his right hand. Suddenly, a small beast flew out from the hurricane. The small beast lay on Wang Lin's palm and stared at Wang Lin motionlessly.
Wang Lin waved his right hand and the small beast immediately flew towards the Black Stone Bridge. After taking three steps, the small beast's body trembled and it stopped moving.
Wang Lin's gaze was serious as he stared at the small beast.
The small beast trembled and slowly turned around. Its eyes revealed a look of fear. At this moment, a whirlpool appeared on the Black Stone Bridge and swallowed the small beast. Soon, everything returned to normal.
Wang Lin pondered for a bit. He understood that this Black Stone Bridge was the only way to pass through this Path of No Return. He pondered for a bit and once again urged the small beasts to fly towards the Black Stone Bridge. However, the result was the same.
However, there was one thing that Wang Lin noticed. If the small beasts flew together, only the first one would have a change. After it was swallowed, the rest of the small beasts would have a change, and so on and so forth.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he thought, "No Return … No Return … It means that once you take this step, you can't come back …"
He pondered for a bit and didn't take another step.
Instead, he sat cross-legged outside the stone bridge and took out two storage pouches from his robes. One of them was filled with black golden threads. This was the mysterious corpse he had stolen from the War God Temple's cave abode where he had carved the Divine Path.
Unfortunately, there was a force on the bag of holding that prevented Wang Lin's divine sense from entering. Wang Lin knew that the divine sense of the owner of the bag of holding had to be erased before he could open it.
However, this divine sense was very strong. Wang Lin only tried a few times before giving up. He wrapped his own divine sense around the bag so that it couldn't communicate with the outside world. This way, the owner of the divine sense wouldn't be able to detect it.
Although Wang Lin didn't have the ability to erase the divine sense, he could still hide it with his Ji Realm Divine Sense.
The other bag of holding was the one he just stole from Hunchback Meng. The divine sense on it had completely disappeared, so Hunchback Meng must have died.
Wang Lin sneered in his heart. He opened it and his eyes lit up.
It was worthy of being the accumulation of a Soul Formation cultivator for thousands of years. There were no less than 300,000 spirit stones in the bag. They were densely packed together like a mountain, and all of them were high-grade spirit stones.
What made Wang Lin's eyes light up were the two diamond-shaped crystals that were glowing. These were the rare top quality spirit stones.
Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat. Just these two top quality spirit stones were enough for him to take this risk.
In addition, there were some bottles and jars. As for magic treasures, there was only the small green cauldron that was broken in half. Aside from that, there were no other magic treasures.
Wang Lin pondered for a bit and immediately understood that Hunchback Meng had been trapped for many days, so he must have used up all of his magic treasures.
In fact, his guess was correct. Hunchback Meng originally had a lot of magic treasures, and they were all Nascent Soul level or above. However, he continuously charged out of the black tower, causing a lot of his magic treasures to be used up. Especially that time, he sacrificed more than 10 spirit beast substitutes to escape. He threw out a lot of magic treasures and didn't even hesitate to explode his magic treasures to fight his way out. Unfortunately, he still failed in the end.
Because of this, there were no other magic treasures besides the green cauldron inside the bag.
In addition to these, there were also a lot of jades inside the bag. Wang Lin took them out one by one and put them on his forehead. The more he looked, the happier he became. Most of the jades were about alchemy, refining, and spirit beasts.
These things were very useful to the current Wang Lin. At the very least, he wouldn't be in a situation where he couldn't recognize any precious materials.
Also, Hunchback Meng specialized in alchemy and refining poisons. The jades inside his bag of holding had detailed descriptions of these things. After looking at them for a long time, Wang Lin's knowledge increased more than 100 times compared to before.
In addition to these, there was a dark green jade that caught Wang Lin's attention. There was a cultivation method inside the jade, and the name of this cultivation method was only one word, "Underworld."
Let's call it the Underworld Art for now. The Underworld Art described in detail a divine ability that could shock the heavens and make the gods weep. Using poison to enter the Dao, it was divided into nine levels. According to the description of the cultivation method, if one cultivated to the sixth level, even a Soul Formation cultivator would find it difficult to survive the attack of the poison.
However, this cultivation method was very tyrannical. If you cultivate it, you will have to endure things that normal people can't. You will have to use all kinds of poisons to stimulate your body and reach a state where your body is covered in poison.
Also, if you can reach the ninth layer, the realm of returning to one's true self, then your body will expel the poison from your body and return to a normal person's body. Before you reach the ninth layer, your body will have all kinds of changes. The most obvious change is that pustules will grow on your body.
After Wang Lin finished reading, he pondered a little and gave up on cultivating this cultivation method. The stench on Hunchback Meng's body was definitely caused by cultivating this cultivation method. Although Wang Lin didn't care about his body, the jade said that the more you cultivate this wing technique, the more poison there will be in your body. There is a chance that the poison will enter your mind and cause you to lose your mind, turning you into a living dead that only knows how to kill.
This was the real reason he gave up on cultivating it. Wang Lin's eyes lit up. Although he couldn't cultivate this cultivation method, there were a lot of techniques inside. If he used them with poison, he could use them.
As for the poison refining method, Hunchback Meng's life experience jade had already been carefully read by Wang Lin. His heart was very tempted.
He took out the bottles from his bag of holding and followed the jade to identify them one by one. Almost all of them were poisons. There was only one bottle that contained the anti-poison pill that Wang Lin had taken before.
Wang Lin saw that this anti-poison pill was a medium effect pill. Only by combining it with a light poison could the anti-poison effect be maximized.
Wang Lin put everything inside the bag of holding into his own bag of holding. Then he threw Hunchback Meng's bag of holding on the ground.
Then he picked up an item and his expression became serious.
This item was Hunchback Meng's life treasure, the green cauldron.
Although the cauldron was broken in half, there was still a lot of spiritual energy coming from it. However, this spiritual energy was filled with poison, especially the green mist that could destroy divine sense. This made Wang Lin very cautious when he checked it.
He knew that aside from the jade and the top quality spirit stone, the most valuable thing in Hunchback Meng's bag of holding was the green cauldron. After all, this cauldron was Hunchback Meng's life treasure and had been refined by his body fire for thousands of years.
When he checked the jade earlier, there was an introduction to the green cauldron. When one reaches the second layer of the cultivation method, they need to have a poison in their body to suppress the poison.
This small cauldron was an imitation of the legendary Medicine King Cauldron. Although it was an imitation, compared to the real Medicine King Cauldron, the materials were not inferior. The only difference was the essence of the tens of thousands of plants absorbed by the Medicine King Cauldron.
This cauldron was originally a treasure from a rank 3 cultivation country. Hunchback Meng spent hundreds of years to become a disciple of that country. Thanks to his talent, he was able to get close to the Medicine King Cauldron. Then he killed his teacher and escaped into the Sea of Devils, using this cauldron as his life treasure.
He forcefully refined a Medicine King Cauldron into a Poison King Cauldron. If he didn't die and cultivated to the ninth layer, this cauldron wouldn't be as powerful as the legendary Medicine King Cauldron, but it wouldn't be far off. It could be called the real Poison King Cauldron.
Unfortunately, he died before he could succeed. Due to luck, this cauldron fell into Wang Lin's hands.
Wang Lin recalled the description of this cauldron in the jade and pondered for a while. If he cultivated the cultivation method to a certain level, this cauldron could become his life treasure. Unfortunately, Wang Lin no longer had any plans to cultivate the cultivation method, so this cauldron would be difficult to deal with.
If he couldn't use this kind of treasure, Wang Lin would be very unwilling. He had spent so much effort to make himself stronger. Although it wasn't time for him to form his Nascent Soul and this cauldron didn't have much of an effect, he was in a dangerous place like this. If he could use this cauldron, then his chances of survival would increase by a lot.
Wang Lin's face was as gloomy as water. He looked up at the endless black stone bridge and his eyes flashed. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and spat out a crystal light. The crystal light flying sword immediately circled around him and finally floated in front of him, emitting a cold light.
Wang Lin looked at the flying sword and revealed a hesitant expression. Then, he clenched his teeth and slapped the sword with his hand. The flying sword immediately trembled and let out a sword cry. Thin blood-colored lines appeared on the body of the sword.
These thin lines were the blood essence that Wang Lin had condensed using the blood refining technique in the State of Zhao. Although the flying sword was destroyed along with his body, the blood refining technique was extremely domineering and was forcibly engraved on the sword spirit.
This sword spirit was originally invisible and without a soul. However, it had been in Wang Lin's sea of consciousness for many years and had experienced the evolution of the Fragrant Soul. Thus, the sword spirit developed a trace of consciousness and was completely preserved.
It wasn't until Wang Lin used the refining technique of the War God Temple to refine a new sword embryo for the flying sword that the sword spirit finally completed the transfer of the sword spirit.
It could be said that this flying sword had made great contributions to Wang Lin. The number of people that had died to it was too many to count. As time passed, the killing intent within the sword spirit became more and more intense. It had already turned into a powerful weapon.
Wang Lin's expression became serious. His right hand slowly moved along the blood lines on the sword. As his right hand moved, the blood lines on the sword became redder and redder. Finally, the entire flying sword let out a cracking sound and broke apart from the blood lines. The fragments fell to the ground.
Only the blood lines were left floating in the air. An illusory sword image was faintly discernible inside.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. He slapped his bag of holding and the reaction furnace flew out. He pointed at the green cauldron and the two halves of the green cauldron flew into the reaction furnace. The moment the two halves entered the reaction furnace, a green mist immediately surrounded the reaction furnace, causing it to emit sizzling sounds.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Both of his hands formed a few seals that passed through the green mist and landed on the reaction furnace. The reaction furnace immediately began to spin. Gradually, the rotation became faster and faster. Finally, the green mist surrounding the reaction furnace formed a green vortex.
Wang Lin waved his hand and the fragments of the crystal flying sword flew into his hand. He pinched one of the fragments and stared at the rapidly spinning reaction furnace. After a long time, he suddenly waved his right hand. The fragment turned into a ray of crystal light and accurately entered the fast spinning reaction furnace.
The moment it entered the reaction furnace, the fragment immediately turned into liquid and entered the furnace.
Wang Lin's eyes didn't blink. He waved his right hand again and again. Within an hour, all of the fragments were thrown into the reaction furnace. At this time, he slowly let out a breath. Both of his hands shot out a few strands of spiritual energy and hit the reaction furnace.
At this moment, the reaction furnace's rotation speed doubled. Only a rotating mass could be seen. It was impossible to see inside.
The green mist vortex, at first glance, seemed to be motionless. But if one looked closely, they would find that it wasn't motionless. It was just spinning too fast, creating an illusion.
"Still not enough!"
Wang Lin muttered to himself. With his divine sense, he could clearly see that the high temperature produced by the reaction furnace's rotation was still not enough for the green cauldron inside. The green cauldron was only slightly red, but it hadn't melted.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed. With a thought, several items immediately flew out from his bag of holding. He didn't even look at them. He grabbed one of the items and threw it into the reaction furnace.
In the instant that this object fell into the furnace, a ball of green flames suddenly rose up. Even though the reaction speed of the reaction furnace remained the same, the temperature within it suddenly doubled.
The green cauldron's color had completely turned red.
But there was still no sign of it melting.
The item that Wang Lin had thrown out was a special refining material of the War God Shrine. It was called the Bright Jade Bloodstone. After catalyzing it with spiritual energy, it could produce a high temperature.
If there were too many of these bloodstones, not only would it not increase the temperature, but it would also immediately decrease the temperature. Therefore, Wang Lin threw out a few more pieces and put them away.
At this time, the temperature of the reaction furnace had reached a terrifying level. However, the green cauldron was only red and still hadn't melted.
Wang Lin pondered for a bit before throwing out Purple Moon Soaring, Broken Flower Stone, Blue Moon Wood, and dozens of other refining materials of the War God Shrine. After he threw these things into the reaction furnace one by one, a colorful smoke came out. The smoke was shaped like an illusory cauldron.
After the illusory cauldron appeared, it immediately scattered the green mist vortex. In the end, it strangely returned to its original state. Even the green mist that had scattered quickly retreated back into the reaction furnace.
At this moment, the reaction furnace let out a series of roars. Gradually, cracks began to appear on the surface. Wang Lin calmed his mind and stared at the small cauldron inside. He saw that the two halves of the green cauldron had already begun to melt. However, the melting speed was too slow. If this continued, it was very likely that the reaction furnace would break and not completely melt.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He raised his right hand and a blue flame appeared in his palm. The moment this flame appeared, the surrounding temperature immediately dropped. This was the Underworld Ice Flame that he had formed after cultivating the Underworld Ascension Method to the large success stage.
This ice flame had already fused with Wang Lin's golden core and could be said to be endless. However, if he used it too much, it would still cause a certain amount of damage to his golden core.
Therefore, he had only used this ice flame as a trump card and normally wouldn't use it easily.
At this moment, seeing that the reaction furnace couldn't withstand it anymore and was about to break, Wang Lin pushed his right hand forward and the ice flame immediately flew out and touched the reaction furnace.
Wang Lin's expression was highly focused. He carefully controlled the ice flame to slowly approach the reaction furnace. He especially couldn't let the slightest fluctuation in his spirit force control. He had to do his best to maintain the low temperature of the ice flame.
At this moment, the cracks on the reaction furnace suddenly increased, but before they could spread, they were immediately covered by the ice flame and solidified.
In just a few breaths of time, Wang Lin was already covered in sweat. He was taking a risk. If he controlled the ice flame well, he could help the reaction furnace solidify. If there was a mistake, then the result would be the reaction furnace cracking even more.
At this time, the reaction furnace was being strengthened by the ice flame, so the cracking situation was alleviated. However, if he didn't limit the ice flame's low temperature, it would inevitably cause a fatal impact on the green cauldron inside the furnace. Therefore, Wang Lin was even more careful at this time. He did his best to limit the ice flame's low temperature to a point where it could solidify the furnace without affecting the green cauldron's melting.
Slowly, the green cauldron began to melt. During this time, Wang Lin didn't dare to be careless. After an unknown amount of time, the green cauldron finally completely melted and turned into a dark green liquid that spread inside the reaction furnace.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and formed a hand seal with his right hand. He struck out a ray of light and imprinted it on the reaction furnace. Immediately, the furnace trembled and stopped rotating. Wang Lin made a grabbing motion with his hand and the green liquid floated out of the furnace.
Within this pool of liquid, there was a faint illusory little cauldron. Wang Lin knew that this was the Cauldron Spirit of the Cauldron of Poison. Without saying a word, he beckoned with his right hand. The sword spirit that was floating in midair immediately flew out and fused with the green liquid.
At this moment, the Cauldron Spirit also moved and fused with the green liquid. Wang Lin's eyes turned solemn. These two different spirits did not attack or devour each other as Wang Lin had expected. Instead, after a brief confrontation, the Cauldron Spirit immediately transformed into waves of green spiritual energy and drilled into the sword spirit of the flying sword.
The two quickly fused together. At this point, Wang Lin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He pointed a few times with both of his hands and the pool of green liquid slowly solidified. According to Wang Lin's will, it turned into a small, dark green sword about six inches long.
On both sides of the sword, there were two rows of densely packed small thorns. Bursts of green light flashed on the thorns. It looked quite astonishing.
At this moment, the flying sword had completely solidified. Its entire body was dark green and it contained the poison of the King Poison Cauldron. If one were to touch it, even if they weren't killed by the sword, they would certainly be poisoned to death.
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would find it difficult to escape death if he were to sneak attack this flying sword. After all, the poison inside the sword was from Hunchback Meng's King Poison Cauldron.
However, after condensing the sword again, Wang Lin didn't dare to put it into his stomach and use his golden core to nourish it. Even when he was using it, he had to be extremely careful. If he were to get hit by the sword, he would certainly die.
There was no antidote for the poison inside the King Poison Cauldron. Aside from Hunchback Meng, no one else could cure it.
Wang Lin was full of confidence. The thorns on the flying sword were his killing move. With just a thought, the thorns would break off and shoot out, making it impossible to defend against them.