"Teacher … If I could do it all over again, Disciple would follow Teacher to the Immortal Astral Continent without hesitation …" Wang Lin said softly.
The sadness in Xuan Luo's eyes became even stronger. He understood Wang Lin.
"Teacher's kindness is as heavy as a mountain, Disciple will never forget it …" Wang Lin let out a sigh and stood up. He patted his clothes and swept away the dust. At the same time, he seemed to have swept away the shackles in his heart. He had endured it again and again.
In order to not let his teacher die, he could kneel, he could give away treasures, he could endure killing the Ancient Dao Emperor, he could do anything. He just wanted to find a balance between taking away Wan Er's soul and his teacher's sorrow. He only had one thought. He didn't want the people who had treated him well to suffer, and he didn't want to hurt his teacher.
However, this thought now looked like an extravagant hope, an unrealistic dream.
He had endured again and again, and now he couldn't endure anymore. Since this was the case, there was no need to endure anymore!!!
Under the gazes of everyone here, Wang Lin laughed at the sky. As he laughed, tears flowed down from his eyes. Those tears were bitter, but they contained his thousands of years of hardship and unyieldingness. They contained Wang Lin's persistence and desolation toward kindness.
His laughter became louder and louder until it was almost crazy.
When this laughter landed in Xuan Luo's ears, he felt like his heart was being grabbed by a pair of giant hands and pulled out of his chest. He felt like something was missing from his body, and his face turned pale. He looked at Wang Lin, and at the same time, the vicissitudes in his eyes became even stronger.
"I, Wang Lin, have cultivated since I was a child and spent my life killing. I have experienced the indifference of human nature and the fickleness of the world. Most of the people I have met are cunning and sinister … Could it be that I'm the bane of all existence? My wife's soul is scattered, my son is trapped in reincarnation, Situ's whereabouts are unknown, and Shimizu's whereabouts are unknown. Anyone who has helped me will end up separated … I value kindness because it is rare to me, so I cherish it … I value love because love can make me persist …" Tears flowed down from Wang Lin's eyes as he laughed.
"Kill him!!"
Wang Lin's laughter also entered the ears of the Ancient Dao Emperor. This laughter was extremely harsh to his ears and caused his heart to tremble. Without hesitation, he pointed at Wang Lin and roared, "Wang Lin, the Ancient Dao Emperor!
The Ancient clan was above the imperial family, and in the palace occupied by the Ancient Dao clan. The moment Emperor Dao Ji's order came out, everyone should have immediately executed it. However, aside from the people before the palace that were charging at Wang Lin with killing intent, the surrounding tens of thousands of clan members, including those who had been resurrected, remained silent.
They had seen the entire process, seen the karma, saw Xuan Luo's sorrow, and saw Wang Lin's stubbornness and pleading. These scenes had caused them to be unable to lift their feet, unable to take that single step forward … This was a choice made between imperial power and their conscience. Most of the clan members had hesitated over this choice, but there were still thousands of people who had been blinded by the imperial power they had been taught since they were young. With low roars, they transformed into beams of light that shot out from the crowd towards Wang Lin.
"Teacher!!"
Wang Lin suddenly turned around and ignored the surrounding people. He looked at Xuan Luo with determination in his eyes.
"Please allow Disciple to call you … Teacher for the last time!
Disciple has no way to repay the kindness you have shown me. I can only die once to repay Teacher's kindness. From now on, I, Wang Lin, will no longer have any connection with the Ancient Dao clan!!
"From now on, everything I, Wang Lin, do … will no longer have anything to do with Teacher!!
"Everything will be borne by me, Wang Lin!!"
Wang Lin suddenly raised his right hand. As the thousands of Ancient Dao members closed in, Xuan Luo waved his sleeve and was about to charge forward.
Wang Lin looked at Xuan Luo and his right hand mercilessly smashed down on his own head. This strike contained his teacher-disciple relationship with Xuan Luo, and this strike contained Wang Lin's unbearable determination!
Time seemed to slow down at this moment. The moment Wang Lin's right hand landed on his own head, his skull shattered. The self-destructive force entered his body and destroyed his entire head. At the same time, it also destroyed his body, his everything.
During this destruction, Wang Lin seemed to see the scene of Xuan Luo appearing in the cave world for the first time. He seemed to have returned to his hometown and the scenes of the past.
All the scenes instantly froze at the moment when Wang Lin roared and charged out of the Ancient Dao Temple … Everything stopped.
As everyone watched in disbelief, Wang Lin's body suddenly exploded and his flesh and blood scattered. He had self-destructed before the palace, and he had self-destructed the moment Xuan Luo arrived.
Xuan Luo stared at the empty space that had become a pile of flesh and blood, and tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
"Dead??"
The Ancient Dao Emperor was startled and there was a flash of gloominess in his eyes. The surrounding Ancient Dao members that were about to charge over all paused and looked over in shock.
Just at this moment, a strange scene occurred. The blood mist that had exploded from Wang Lin's origin soul suddenly condensed. This speed allowed it to condense into a figure in the blink of an eye. It turned back into Wang Lin!
He coughed out a mouthful of blood and Wang Lin's face was extremely pale. The Three Life spell, which was extremely precious to him, had been used once today!!
He had already died once!!
After reviving, he would no longer be Xuan Luo's disciple and would no longer have any connection with the Ancient Dao. He would no longer consider the feelings of others and would no longer endure. He would be himself and take away the Wan Er that belonged to him!!
"Ye Dao!!"
Wang Lin let out a heaven-shaking roar. This roar was filled with anger, and it was a roar that he had endured time and time again. At this moment, he let out a roar that could destroy the heavens!!
At this moment, monstrous killing intent erupted from Wang Lin's body without any suppression. Under this killing intent, the sky changed colors and the world darkened. Wang Lin was like a fiend that had walked out from the underworld. He was filled with madness and slaughter as he let out a roar and stepped forward.
"Kill him!!"
The Ancient Dao Emperor's expression changed and he retreated a few steps. The nearly 1,000 people before the palace and the thousands of people that had charged out all charged at Wang Lin. Even if they had to use their flesh and blood to stop him, they had to defend the imperial power. It was unknown if this was their glory or sorrow.
"Anyone who dares to stop me again will die completely!!"
Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot as he stepped forward. He raised his right hand and threw a punch. The world trembled and the dozens of people before him exploded one by one. They let out miserable screams, but the Ancient Dao members behind them all rushed forward with bloodshot eyes.
Wang Lin stepped on the blood under his feet and walked forward step by step. His pace was not fast, but every step he took covered hundreds of feet. Wherever he went, blood would flow like a river and endless slaughter would occur.
Sharp howls echoed as the 36 Fiends turned into 36 rays of light and charged at Wang Lin like 36 dragons. However, just as the 36 dragons closed in, Wang Lin didn't even look at them. He raised his right hand and green smoke surrounded his fingertip. The smoke turned into rings of smoke and spread out.
It was the Extreme Fire Dao!
The rings of smoke instantly collided with the 36 dragons. Thunderous rumbles and miserable screams echoed in the air. The 36 dragons turned into fireballs and were burned alive.
Wang Lin stepped forward and his left hand reached out. There was a flash of ripples and one of the 18 Kings walked out as if he was going to sneak attack Wang Lin. However, the first thing he saw was Wang Lin's hand. His expression changed greatly and he was about to retreat, but the hand quickly closed in and grabbed his face. The hand mercilessly squeezed and his vision went black. Intense pain filled his body and his head exploded.
Xuan Luo stood there and watched as Wang Lin killed people and closed in on the palace. He didn't stop him, as he was already disappointed in the Ancient Dao's imperial family … He looked at the crazy figure and recalled how his disciple had self-destructed. As he watched, tears flowed down from Xuan Luo's eyes.
He knew that the reason Wang Lin had self-destructed was because he was prepared to kill without holding back. In order to not implicate Xuan Luo, Wang Lin had to sever their relationship as teacher and disciple. And the best way to sever it was … death!
This disciple was going to tell the entire Dao clan, the entire Ancient clan, and even Grand Empyrean Gu Dao that he, Wang Lin, would be responsible for everything that had happened in the imperial palace!
He didn't want himself to become the sinner of the Ancient Dao clan, to become the first Grand Empyrean to kill an emperor … Even now, this disciple was still thinking about him. This kind of disciple made Xuan Luo feel a deep sense of guilt.
"My kindness to him … In truth, it wasn't much …" Xuan Luo looked at the back of the Ancient Dao clan members that had died. For the first time, he didn't feel sad for his clan members.
Wang Lin let out a roar and the killing intent around his body spread out. He turned into a monstrous ray of red light and opened a bloody path before him. At the same time, his right hand pointed at the sky.
The entire palace seemed to turn into a dark sea, and at the end of the sea, the sun rose. Wang Lin used the faith spell, Sundered Night, without hesitation.
As the sun rose, rays of light shot out for tens of thousands of feet. Murmurs reverberated through the world. Miserable screams rang out and clouds of blood mist exploded. It was unknown how many people died.
It wasn't until the illusory sea dissipated and the world became bright that more than half of the thousands of cultivators before the palace had died and the rest were swept away. Wang Lin's figure stood before the palace and walked inside. His killing intent covered the sky behind him as he walked in.