When the bright red Soul Blood descended, its color changed toward purple. A moment later, when it arrived above the Celestial Ancestor statue, it turned purple!
Purple blood, the Ancient Ancestor's Soul Blood!
The aura of the soul became even more intense, causing the entire sky to be dyed purple in an instant!
The entire Shi Ji Imperial City, including the new emperor Ji Du, watched the purple blood enter the Ancient Ancestor statue. At the same time, a powerful ray of purple light spread out, forming a purple halo that rapidly descended from the head of the Ancient Ancestor statue.
The purple halo disappeared into the ancestral temple at the bottom of the statue.
Wang Lin was sitting in the depths of the ancestral temple. At this moment, the purple light turned into countless specks of light that gathered on his body. They quickly fused with the first drop of Soul Blood in his body.
After the Ancient Dao Three Soul Splits, it was the Blessing of the Ancient Ancestor. This Soul Blood was like this!
Anyone who saw the purple blood descend from the Ancient Ancestor statue was shocked. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. This was Soul Blood, the Ancient Ancestor's Soul Blood!!
"Rumor has it that three drops of Soul Blood can create an Ancient bloodline. He actually obtained one drop of Soul Blood during the Blessing of the Ancient Ancestor!!"
"Could it be that as long as one perfectly experiences the Ancient Dao Three Soul Splits, they can obtain Soul Blood?!"
An uproar echoed. Ji Du looked at the Ancient Ancestor statue and took a deep breath. Even he didn't expect his godfather to obtain the Ancient Ancestor's Soul Blood!
When the purple blood disappeared, the sky gradually showed signs of returning to normal, as if everything was about to end. After all, the Blessing of the Ancient Ancestor had descended, and the Three Trials Seven Calamities was about to end.
However, just as this thought appeared in everyone's minds, another change occurred in the sky. Even more uproars came from all corners of the Shi Ji Imperial City.
"It's not over!!
Look at the sky change again. The Blessing of the Ancient Ancestor hasn't ended!! "
"Purple, it's purple again!!"
"This is impossible. Could it be that more soul blood has descended?"
The uproar shook the heavens. Under the disbelief of all the clan members, they saw that the purple light in the sky had dissipated, but in an instant, it released a dazzling light once more. At the end of the sky, a purple vortex seemed to have appeared. That vortex continued to rotate, as if there was a black hole at the center.
The location of the black hole was where the purple light was the densest. Slowly, a drop of purple blood descended. When everyone saw the drop of purple blood, they were all shocked.
"Soul blood again!!"
"Two drops! He got two drops of soul blood!!"
The Soul Blood slowly fell down and entered the head of Ji Zu's statue. With a flash of purple light, it quickly sank down and disappeared from the ancestral temple.
The uproar continued. More and more purple light spots appeared around Wang Lin, who was in the depths of the ancestral temple. They quickly gathered around him and disappeared into his body.
In the end, when all the purple light spots entered his body, Wang Lin had three drops of soul blood. He suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, the Ancient Ancestor statue released a powerful burst of purple light. As the purple light surrounded the statue, Wang Lin's origin soul rapidly shrank and disappeared into the ancestral temple.
The sky slowly returned to normal and there was no trace of purple anymore. The Ji Zu statue also calmed down. It still looked at the world with disdain and arrogance.
As the abnormality in the world gradually returned to normal, a large amount of people in the Ancient Shi imperial city calmed down from the shock. However, there were still monstrous waves in their hearts, but they forced themselves to suppress it.
They looked at the ancestral temple with different gazes. There was jealousy, envy, complexity, and emotion … Inside the ancestral temple, the origin soul that had shrunk from the Ancient Ancestor statue slowly overlapped with Wang Lin's body. Endless vitality seemed to be injected into Wang Lin's withered body and he quickly recovered.
After a few breaths, his body returned to normal from a skeleton. He was still the same as when he first came to the ancestral temple, but the difference in power was countless!
Wang Lin closed his eyes and felt the changes in his origin soul. His origin soul was very strong. Not only could his divine sense cover the entire Ancient clan, but it could even cover the huge basin formed by the rising sea.
Such a powerful divine sense required an almost indestructible origin soul. Now, Wang Lin's origin soul had reached an incredible level after splitting and fusing three times.
He could feel the laws of the world, the operation of everything, and even the passage of time.
Not only did his origin soul become stronger, but his body as well. His body was already very powerful, but now it was even more powerful. The feeling of power flowing through his body made Wang Lin feel like he could shatter the sky with one punch.
"I wonder how I compare to Grand Empyrean Gu Dao in my current state …" Wang Lin murmured as he stood up and walked out of the ancestral temple.
This was the first time in a hundred years that he had walked out of the ancestral temple. As he walked out, the blinding sunlight shone into his eyes. He saw the sky and the boundless blue waves, but he did not see his master, Xuan Luo.
Xuan Luo chose to leave when the second drop of Soul Blood descended. He didn't meet Wang Lin and silently left toward the direction of the Ancient Dao.
He had come to help Wang Lin protect him. Now that he had finished protecting him, he didn't know what to say to Wang Lin when he met him, so he could only leave.
Looking at the sky and the direction Xuan Luo had gone, Wang Lin silently pondered. There was no complication in his eyes, only gentleness.
Wang Lin softly muttered to himself, "Before I leave, I have to go see Teacher …"
"The Heaven Trampling Bridge. I wonder if I can walk onto the fourth bridge!
But no matter what, this matter is over. There are still 300 years until the Immemorial God Realm opens. I don't want to stay on the Immortal Astral Continent for these 300 years, I want to go home … I want to take Wan Er home. "Wang Lin withdrew his gaze from the sky and walked toward the palace.
He had promised Ji Du that he would witness Ji Du become the emperor!
Inside the palace, there were no fluctuations, but Wang Lin's figure strangely walked out from the void. Under the gazes of countless people, Wang Lin looked at Ji Du and smiled.
Wang Lin slowly said, "You will be an excellent emperor!"
Ji Du stared at Wang Lin. He could feel that his godfather wanted to leave.
"Be a good Emperor, lead your people, lead them to power!"
Wang Lin raised his right hand and reached at the void. The crown on the throne flew out and flew toward Wang Lin. He caught it.
He waved his hand, and the crown floated toward Ji Du. It slowly landed on his head, causing Ji Du, who was wearing the imperial robes, to become a true emperor!
With a smile, Wang Lin turned around and disappeared from the Ancient Shi imperial city. He disappeared from everyone's sight and disappeared from Ji Du's eyes.
"Godfather!!"
Ji Du shouted toward where Wang Lin had gone. The sadness of parting filled his heart. He could never forget that everything he had was because of Wang Lin.
Wang Lin left.
He left the Shi Ji clan and looked toward the celestial clan and the Seven Dao Sect. After pondering a bit, he walked toward the Ancient Dao imperial city he had left 200 years ago.
No one but Xuan Luo noticed his arrival at the Ancient Dao imperial city.
In the back mountain of the Ancient Dao Temple, in the house he had lived in for a period of time, Wang Lin met Xuan Luo.
The teacher and disciple silently pondered for a long time before Xuan Luo smiled.
"I'm back."
"Disciple greets Teacher."
Inside the house, Wang Lin found the warmth he hadn't felt for 200 years. He had forgotten that he was now a powerful cultivator comparable to Jidao. In his eyes, Xuan Luo was his teacher and he was his disciple.
In the back mountain of the Ancient Dao Temple, in this place that was like a peach garden, Wang Lin lived there for three years.
These three years were like a time for Wang Lin to settle his mind. This allowed him to gradually gain complete control of his sudden increase in strength.
He accompanied Xuan Luo because Xuan Luo had given up on reincarnation. Three years later, Wang Lin bowed at Xuan Luo and walked into the sky.
Xuan Luo looked at his disciple. He knew that once Wang Lin left, it would be 300 years before they met again.
Wang Lin's figure disappeared from the world. In a deep mountain near the basin formed by the vast sea, Wang Lin had fused his origin soul and cultivation to the peak. He chose to go to the Heaven Trampling Bridge again!
With his current cultivation level, he could choose to break through the bottleneck at any time. He could step into the illusory world and experience the process of trampling the heavens.
A few days later, an invisible ripple spread out from the deep mountain, forming a pressure that even Grand Empyreans would find difficult to enter. Wang Lin appeared on the familiar Heaven Trampling Bridge!
The sky was still hazy and the earth was covered in fog, so he couldn't see too far. There were six bridges before him, and each one was larger than the last. The last bridge was like an illusion, and when Wang Lin looked at it, he felt like he was immersed in it.
Behind him, there were three bridges.
He was now at the same place he stepped on the fourth bridge 100 years ago.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze from the illusory scene behind the ninth bridge and looked at the fourth bridge below him. He raised his right foot and took a step!