There was a flash of blood light. Wang Lin's chop contained his full cultivation and his Ancient Dao power without any hesitation.
In the land of the celestials on the Immortal Astral Continent, Wang Lin was very careful when using his Dao Blessing spell. He didn't want too many people to recognize him and make it difficult for him to move.
After all, he belonged to the Ancient Dao, not the celestials. Therefore, he had to be careful in the land of the celestials.
However, inside the Space Stone, he had no such worries. With one chop, a giant Ancient Dao shadow that seemed to support the world appeared behind Wang Lin. This shadow was wearing armor and gave off an ancient aura.
There was a flash of blood light. Wang Lin held the blood sword and quickly sliced between Xu Decai's origin soul and the lantern. With a bang, Xu Decai's origin soul coughed out a large mouthful of origin energy and became dispirited. The lantern above his head was knocked away by this powerful force and the flame inside extinguished.
"I won't accept this!!"
Xu Decai's dispirited origin soul let out one last roar before Wang Lin waved his sleeve to deal another destructive blow. Then Xu Decai was sent into his storage space.
After doing all of this, Wang Lin's body trembled and he coughed out blood. He fell from the sky and immediately sat down to adjust his breathing.
The mosquito king circled the area and was on guard. Yi Si revealed a strange light in its eyes and flew off into the distance. When it returned, it was holding an arm.
This arm was a bloody mess. It was Xu Decai's arm.
Staring at this arm, Yi Si's eyes were filled with confusion, but soon, fog spread out from its body and covered it.
Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, three days went by. During these three days, the mosquito king tirelessly guarded Wang Lin. At this moment, it was completely silent without any fluctuations.
When the third day was about to pass, Wang Lin opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with exhaustion. During this period of time, he had killed two early stage Void Tribulant cultivators. Wang Lin was very tired.
"Two, only eight left …" Wang Lin raised his right hand and reached at the void before him. A head flew into his hand. This head belonged to Xu Decai. His eyes were wide open, and his lifeless eyes were filled with despair and fear.
Wang Lin stared at Xu Decai's head for a while before putting it together with Liu Zhiyuan's head.
"This person's lantern treasure is very strange …" Wang Lin pondered and looked into the distance. He waved his sleeve and the extinguished lantern flew up and floated before him.
Looking at it, Wang Lin spat out a mouthful of origin energy and it landed on the lantern to refine it. Slowly, the lantern lit up once more and gave off a gentle light.
With his restriction essence, Wang Lin observed the inside and outside of the lantern. This was a pure defensive treasure. It didn't have any offensive power, but its protection was extremely powerful.
As long as the flame inside didn't extinguish, the origin soul wouldn't be destroyed!
It could even nourish the origin soul, making the origin soul slowly grow as if it had consumed a pill.
If he refined it into his body and placed it beside his origin soul, the gentle candlelight it gave off would spread throughout his body, giving his body an invisible layer of protection.
"If it wasn't for this, it would have been very difficult for Xu Decai to survive the second round …" Wang Lin opened his mouth and inhaled. The lantern immediately shrank and entered Wang Lin's mouth. It entered his body next to his origin soul and the gentle flame surrounded Wang Lin's body.
A warm feeling appeared in Wang Lin's body. He took a deep breath and his eyes were filled with excitement.
"This battle was worth it!
Most importantly, there is also the secret of how this person can use spells so quickly. If I can master it, my combat power will increase greatly! "
Wang Lin had battled Xu Decai for a long time, so he knew how terrifying Xu Decai's casting speed was. With that speed, as long as Wang Lin was given a chance, Xu Decai would no longer be able to resist. Xu Decai would be at a disadvantage and unable to fight back.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He lowered his head and waved his right hand. The seriously injured and extremely weak origin soul of Xu Decai appeared in his hand.
The origin soul's eyes were closed, as if it had fainted. It had shrunk to three inches and lay quietly in Wang Lin's palm.
Staring at this origin soul, Wang Lin suddenly clenched his right hand!
In that instant, he unleashed a Soulsearch. Actually, if the difference in cultivation base was too great, it would be very difficult to use a Soulsearch. The only way to use it would be to seriously injure someone, much like Xu Decai, would be to use it without any misgivings.
Xu Decai's life's memories were searched by Wang Lin without reservation. He continued to search for the source.
Time slowly passed. Soon, six hours had passed. After all, Xu Decai had lived for too long. It would take some time to find a spell in his chaotic memories.
After six hours, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened and were filled with joy.
"Rapid Spell!!
This Xu Decai had a fortuitous encounter in his early years. He found a complicated seal on a meteor that descended from the heavens. He cultivated it and obtained a terrifying spell casting speed … "Wang Lin opened his palm. Xu Decai's origin soul trembled and slowly dissipated as if it could collapse at any moment.
But even after a long time had passed, it still did not dissipate. Instead, a dark light suddenly appeared on it. That dark light was very strange, and it gave off a monstrous resentment. That resentment was formed from the unwillingness it felt before its death.
However, what caused Wang Lin's eyes to narrow was that after the resentment became denser, it slowly decreased until it reached a certain level. Xu Decai's origin soul didn't dissipate or collapse, but it slowly opened its eyes.
When he opened his eyes and met Wang Lin's gaze, Wang Lin's mind rumbled and he felt confused. Xu Decai, who was in his palm, quickly flew off into the distance.
However, Wang Lin quickly recovered. His eyes revealed a strange light and were filled with disbelief.
"It actually produced a ghost!!"
Wang Lin cultivated the multi-layered illusion spell, so he was very familiar with the chances of a dead person or fierce beast producing a ghost. This had nothing to do with cultivation, but it was extremely rare!
Unless one used the Great Soul Sect's method, but the quality of the ghost would be very low. At most, they would be able to make a mid-grade Ghost Sail.
He understood that if a dead man or berserk beast could give birth to a ghost, such a ghost would be a great fortune for those who cultivate multi-layered illusion techniques!
Wang Lin's heart pounded. This sudden surprise was beyond his expectations. At this moment, he didn't hesitate to stare at the escaping Xu Decai's ghost. He was filled with indescribable excitement as he quickly chased after it.
A mere ghost couldn't escape Wang Lin's grasp at all. He could even kill this person when he was alive, so there was no need to be afraid of him after he was dead.
A moment later, Wang Lin's figure returned. In his hand was a struggling and screaming ghost.
Holding the ghost, Wang Lin put it into his storage space. This thing was very useful to him!
After doing all of this, Wang Lin took a deep breath and calmed himself down to study the Rapid Spell Art in Xu Decai's memories. This spell walked an extreme path and could increase the speed of spells to a terrifying degree.
The main reason was to open nine Spell Veins in one's body. Every additional Spell Vein would increase the speed a lot.
Xu Decai had cultivated to this point and already had seven Spell Veins!
The so-called Spell Veins was a way of saying it. In truth, it used a special method to create a cycle in one's body at the cost of sealing one's soul. This way, it could increase the speed of spells.
"Sealing the origin soul of an earth cultivator in one's body to form a vortex … Why do I feel like this spell is very similar to some of the ancient clan's spells …" This thought appeared in Wang Lin's mind as he studied the Rapid Spell Art.
The more he studied it, the clearer this thought became. In his opinion, this spell could not only be used to cast spells. If it was used by an ancient clan cultivator, its power would be even more terrifying!
"Unfortunately, I don't have an extra origin soul …" As Wang Lin pondered, he memorized the Rapid Spell Art. After comprehending it, he stood up and his right hand reached out. The ground trembled and a gourd appeared in his hand. More than half of the 30 million dao souls remained, so not many had died.
There was also the blue umbrella in the sky. Wang Lin also put away the mosquito king and Yi Si, which had merged with Xu Decai's arm and was about to recover, into his storage space.
After doing all of this, there was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes.
"It is time to go back …" His body flickered and he disappeared from this broken space.
Over the next few days, the fog above the Extreme Sky Prairie churned, and the slaughter continued. The Earth Cultivators who survived had higher cultivation levels and were more difficult to kill. As a result, even the slaughter became longer.
Inside the fog, ordinary cultivators went crazy. Their eyes were bloodshot as they constantly used spells. Deep inside the fog, the old man named Zhang and the old man named Zhao were fighting against Lu Wenran and several early stage Void Tribulant cultivators.
Not far away, the two remaining early stage Void Tribulant female cultivators from the Green Devil Continent were battling Yan Lu and the Great Soul Sect's elder, Xu Dongde.
After losing two more early stage Void Tribulant cultivators, the Green Devil Continent's strength decreased greatly. As a result, the pressure on Zhang and Zhao increased. They now had to face even more people.
A few days later, the two mid stage Void Tribulant old monsters from the Green Devil Continent were in an extremely sorry state. They looked like they could no longer resist.
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