The destruction of the imperial palace and the fall of the Celestial Emperor didn't spread due to Jiu Ti's suppression. The ruined imperial palace quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
The Celestial Emperor went into closed door cultivation once more.
This generation's Celestial Emperor, Lian Daozhen, often went into closed door cultivation, so the celestial clan didn't think too much about the Celestial Emperor going into closed door cultivation.
When Wu Feng returned to the Northern Province, he immediately sealed himself in ice. He immersed himself in an unbreakable cold aura, silently dispelling the curse in his body.
He hadn't done anything after being affected by the curse, so it was easier for him to dispel it than it was for Dao Yi and Jiu Di. Adding on the fact that he had obtained the Celestial Ancestor's ears, once he dispelled all the black gas, his cultivation would increase a lot.
Dao Yi dragged his injured body and endured the intense pain in his heart. He suppressed the humiliation in his heart and returned to the Dao Yi Sect. He immediately went into closed door cultivation.
However, the curse in his body had erupted, and ordinary methods couldn't dispel it. However, Dao Yi was a Grand Empyrean, and he was not what he looked like on the surface. Gemini had once called him the fake masked man!
In order to dispel the curse in his body so it wouldn't affect his recovery, he gathered all the Empyrean Exalts and Ascendant Empyreans under him. He also called many Golden Exalts to forcefully spread out the curse in his body so everyone could share it!
This curse was very powerful. Golden Exalts would die if they touched it, and even Empyrean Exalts would immediately rot after touching it. They would let out mournful roars, and although they could last a bit longer, they would still die in the end!
Only Ascendant Empyreans could rely on their powerful cultivation to withstand the power of the curse, but the price was still great.
It wasn't until all the Empyrean Exalts and Ascendant Empyreans under Dao Yi scattered the curse that he began searching for third step cultivators like crazy. Even if he could share a bit of the curse, it would be of great benefit to him.
Under this cruel sharing, the Dao Yi Sect had almost become a dead sect … After Jiu Ti brought Hai Zi back to Mount Emperor, he immediately went into closed door cultivation. His cultivation level was very high, so although the black gas surrounded him, he could slowly dispel it. Adding on the help of Hai Zi's Mournful Soul spell, the curse in Jiu Ti's body would gradually dissipate over time.
Only Grand Empyrean Gemini wasn't affected because she wasn't greedy. After returning to the Purple Yang Sect, the two girls chose to go into closed door cultivation to fuse with the Celestial Ancestor's eyes. Once they came out, they would completely recover from the Celestial Ancestor's eyes.
The celestial clan still had five Grand Empyreans, but the fifth Grand Empyrean was sleeping in the palace that overlapped with the palace. He had turned into a golden mountain and was suppressing the spirits of the 72 continents.
Under the mountain, the madman still hadn't awakened. He seemed to be waiting for Wang Lin's next arrival.
Half a year later.
Celestial clan's Eastern Continent, Heavenly Bull Continent.
The Heavenly Bull Continent was covered in mountains. Many years ago, during the war with the Green Devil Continent, a large amount of mountains had collapsed, causing the landscape of the Heavenly Bull Continent to change.
However, the structure of the sects hadn't changed much. The Great Soul Sect and the Gui Yi Sect were still the strongest, and many small sects had attached themselves to them.
The disciples of the two sects that had been sent to the ancestral city had long returned to their sects. They each had their own fortunes and would become the future pillars of their sects.
Great Soul Sect.
After Wang Lin left, Esteemed Esteemed Green Bull had been in closed door cultivation and didn't care about the outside world. The trivial matters of the sect were handled by the elders. He had only made one request, which was to keep the mountain he had given to Wang Lin and turn it into a forbidden land that outsiders wouldn't be allowed to set foot on.
Many people were puzzled by this, but when Wang Lin's fame spread in the Empyrean Trial and rumors about Wang Lin spread, the people of the Great Soul Sect who were skeptical about the identity of the White-Haired Ascendant Empyrean slowly realized that the White-Haired Ascendant Empyrean was indeed Wang Lin. They vaguely understood why Esteemed Green Bull had left the mountain.
Yan Lu, an elder of the past, now held a high position in the Great Soul Sect and could make decisions. She could have moved away from the mountain and gone deeper into the Great Soul Sect to find a better cave.
However, she still didn't leave. She was at the top of the mountain, and she could see Wang Lin's cave. Whenever she recalled the past, she would stand at the top of the mountain and silently ponder as she looked at Wang Lin's mountain.
Fan Shanlu and Fan Shanmeng were still her disciples. The personal grudge with Wang Lin had been resolved, and after so many years, it was so faint that it could be forgotten.
Among the many elders of the Great Soul Sect, there was one more person named Du Qing. His body wasn't made of flesh and blood, but a piece of wood. After his origin soul condensed it, it became his body.
He was appointed by the Great Soul Sect's old ancestor and became an elder despite not being an elder. Over the years, his life had been very comfortable, much better than before.
Time passed. The Great Soul Sect didn't seem to have changed much in the Heavenly Bull Continent. The mountain was still the same mountain, and the pavilion was still the same.
Wang Lin stood outside the Great Soul Sect and looked at the familiar sect. When he first came here, he only had a vague understanding of the Great Soul Sect. When he slowly thought he understood, he experienced many things and finally learned of the deep connection between the Great Soul Sect and the imperial palace. Only then did he realize that there were still some things he didn't understand about the Great Soul Sect.
"The Dao Wang clan … A genius that no one has been able to surpass … This Great Soul Sect's old ancestor may or may not be dead … However, his plan spanned countless years and calculated the changes of today. His plan included everyone, and everyone was a pawn in his eyes … In the end, this plan successfully unlocked the seal on his clan. The Celestial Ancestor's bloodline was cut off, and the last remaining clan member regained his freedom …"
Wang Lin looked at the Great Soul Sect with a complicated expression. He had been on the Immortal Astral Continent for many years, but only now did he understand that the Great Soul Sect, which was inconspicuous in the eyes of many powerful people, had a secret that could be traced back countless years.
With a sigh, Wang Lin stepped toward the Great Soul Sect.
His cultivation level was far above Esteemed Green Bull's and everyone else's in the Great Soul Sect. No one noticed his arrival.
In the Great Soul Sect, Wang Lin saw Du Qing and Yan Lu, who was standing on the mountain wearing a red dress. He also saw Fan Shanmeng and Fan Shanlu.
Wang Lin didn't stop and walked into the depths of the Great Soul Sect. He went to the Soul Scripture Pavilion before!
Back then, Wang Lin had to wait for Esteemed Green Bull to open the Soul Scripture Pavilion before he could find it. However, now Wang Lin took a step forward and appeared outside the Soul Scripture Pavilion.
This was a seven-story pavilion surrounded by a thin layer of fog.
Outside the pavilion, there were two huge statues of ferocious beasts. They were extremely lifelike.
The door to the pavilion was closed and the surroundings were completely silent. Above the door were three large words.
Soul Scripture Pavilion!
The pavilion looked like it had seven floors, but in truth, it had an eighth floor, a ninth floor … and a tenth floor!
Esteemed Green Bull had said that not even he could enter the tenth floor. That was where the Great Soul Sect's ancestor died.
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he looked up at the top of the Soul Scripture Pavilion. He had come to find the answer, to find what the genius of the Dao Wang clan had laid for him.
Pushing open the closed door, Wang Lin walked in. He was familiar with everything here. One step at a time, Wang Lin calmly walked up.
Creaking sounds echoed in the silent pavilion. Wang Lin walked up the second floor, the third floor … until he reached the eighth floor.
There was no need for the current Wang Lin to break the restrictions here. They would disappear as soon as he walked past them.
Looking at the stairs leading to the ninth floor, Wang Lin slowly walked up to the ninth floor. There were some jades floating above this floor that recorded the strongest person in the Great Soul Sect, Shen Tong.
The complete multi-layered illusion spell that Wang Lin wanted to obtain was here.
His gaze swept past the jades one by one. Wang Lin saw everything recorded inside and walked toward the ancient stairs not far away.
This place led to the tenth floor!
Shi San was the first flight of stairs. Wang Lin walked up them one by one until he arrived at the top of the Soul Scripture Pavilion, the tenth floor.
The moment he entered the tenth floor, Wang Lin saw something that made him silently ponder for a long time. He looked there with a complicated expression, and after a long time, Wang Lin let out a sigh.
"So this is what you left for me … It is also what you forced me to come here to see … The genius of the Dao Wang clan … The matter of you using me and what I said to Haizi will be written off!" Wang Lin didn't look at the tenth floor anymore. He turned around and his figure gradually disappeared.
After Wang Lin left, the complete scene of the tenth floor was revealed.
The tenth floor wasn't large, only about 100 feet wide. There was a statue and a skeleton.
The statue was of a man. He stood there and looked down. His eyes seemed to contain the power to destroy the heavens. He gave off a sense of might without being angry as he coldly stared at the skeleton before him.
The skeleton was kneeling before the statue with a painful and pleading expression. There was a crack in his head, but there was no brain inside … There was a hole dug out in his chest, but there was no heart inside … His hands were raised. In his left hand was his withered brain and in his right hand was his unmoving heart. He looked at the statue as if he was hoping to be forgiven. He had knelt here for countless years … This wasn't an ordinary skeleton, but a soul that imprisoned this person. This soul was a will, a will that prayed for forgiveness.
The statue was of Wang Lin.
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