At this moment, not only did he not use the divine retribution sliver, he also obtained a drop of God Ji's blood. Although this blood wasn't very pure and would disappear once it was used, it proved that it could be used once. Although it could only be used once, it was enough to save Wang Lin's life.
Wang Lin waved his right hand and the restriction flag appeared in his hand. He looked at the restriction flag and made up his mind that after he finished dealing with the Teng family, he would find a place that could withstand divine retribution and place the last restriction on the restriction flag. Once it reaches the early completion stage, its power will increase greatly and there won't be a situation like today where Wang Lin didn't care about it at all after so many strikes.
For the first time, Wang Lin realized that he had too few treasures.
The explosion of the ancient bronze mirror caused him to lose another Dharma treasure, which he did not have many in the first place.
Up until now, aside from the restriction flag, the only treasures he could use were the mysterious sword sheath.
As for the flying sword, it wasn't powerful enough and needed to be refined again.
Aside from these three, there were a few other treasures that could only be used in certain situations. For example, the beast trap. Unless he encountered a powerful beast, it would be useless.
There was also the mysterious scroll. Although Wang Lin had never opened it, every time he took it out, he had a strange feeling. It was as if there was a powerful creature sealed inside the scroll. His instinct told him that he couldn't open it easily.
Of course, there were still some treasures, but they weren't powerful enough.
Wang Lin pondered for a bit and took out three bags of holding. The crisis of not having enough treasures forced him to set his sights on these three bags of holding.
After this battle, Wang Lin knew that the Ji Realm wasn't invincible. There were many things in this world that could resist or even counter it. If he could cultivate the Ji Realm to the peak, he wouldn't care too much, but cultivating the Ji Realm was too difficult.
Because of this, treasures were extremely important. Wang Lin did not want to place all his hopes on the Ji Realm, because if he couldn't use the Ji Realm, then he would be useless.
Staring at the three storage bags in front of him, Wang Lin took a deep breath. He shook the restriction banner and a black screen appeared around him. Then, he pointed at his forehead and two demons flew out to protect him.
After a moment of hesitation, he did not summon the puppet. The puppet had been injured during the battle with the osteoma man and was no longer suitable for defense.
After doing this, Wang Lin calmed his qi and spirit and picked up one of the storage pouches. This storage pouch belonged to the Ancient Emperor!
The word "Lan" was embroidered on it.
Wang Lin pondered for a moment. The spiritual energy in his body began to circulate like crazy. The Nascent Soul formed by his avatar suddenly opened its eyes. Traces of spiritual energy pressure spread out from Wang Lin's body. His expression was serious as he slowly rubbed his bag of holding.
When his hand touched the storage bag, there was a strong resistance. Wang Lin's heart sank. He knew that the Ancient Emperor was still alive!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Lin's hand pressed down resolutely. He rubbed it over and over again. Each time he rubbed it, the Ancient Emperor's consciousness would decrease by a bit. However, the spiritual energy rebound that Wang Lin had to endure became more and more intense.
After half an incense stick's time, Wang Lin's forehead was covered in sweat. He took a deep breath and took out a few immortal medicines. After adjusting his breathing, he gritted his teeth and the Ji Realm suddenly appeared on his right hand. Together with the spiritual energy in his body, he wiped it over the storage bag.
This time, the speed was much faster. However, Wang Lin's consumption was also greater. After he took a few bottles of immortal medicines, the Ancient Emperor's storage bag suddenly glowed with a layer of white light. Gradually, the white light dimmed, and finally disappeared with a whoosh.
Wang Lin heaved a sigh of relief. He was excited. The Ancient Emperor's storage bag had already been opened by him. His spiritual sense immediately entered, but his expression soon turned strange.
There were very few things in the Ji Emperor's storage bag. Besides two supreme-grade spirit stones, there was only an ancient scabbard!
Wang Lin's spiritual will moved, and the scabbard appeared in his hand. After examining it for a long time, Wang Lin frowned. This scabbard was the same as his own, except the symbols were different.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Lin took out his own scabbard. Just as he was about to compare the two scabbards, the symbols on the two scabbards suddenly flashed.
After a long time, the light gradually disappeared. Wang Lin stared at the two scabbards. He had a feeling that there must be some secret within the scabbard.
After looking for a while, Wang Lin put the two scabbards away. The Ancient Emperor's storage bag was smashed to pieces by him.
Wang Lin sighed. He had spent so much effort to open the storage bag, only to find such a strange thing. This made Wang Lin not know whether to rejoice or feel helpless.
He hesitated for a bit and looked at the other two bags of holding. One of them contained the mysterious corpse from the Hou Fen War God Temple.
The other one contained more than 10 immortal treasures. These immortal treasures belonged to the ancient cultivators from the Land of the Ancient God. However, their cultivation was too strong. Back then, Wang Lin had spent so much effort and only managed to control a bronze mirror.
However, in his eyes, this ancient mirror didn't seem to be very powerful. It wasn't as powerful as its name suggested, which made him a little puzzled.
He picked up the storage bag and used his spiritual will to check inside. The defensive halos on the immortal treasures were too strong for him to open.
At this moment, Wang Lin could not help but feel like he had seen a mountain of treasure that he could not obtain.
With a sigh, Wang Lin picked up the last storage bag and scanned it with his spiritual will. There were waves of resistance. Wang Lin clenched his teeth. Without a word, he activated the spiritual energy in his body and scanned it with his Ji Realm Divine Sense.
However, the moment his spiritual will touched the storage bag, Wang Lin's body suddenly trembled. He felt like his consciousness had teleported. In front of him was a very familiar land. He saw a strange young man flying quickly. His speed was unbelievably fast. It was something that Wang Lin had never seen before.
As the young man flew, he suddenly stopped and looked up. There was a cold look in his eyes as he slowly said, "You can't escape!"
Wang Lin's consciousness was in a mess and he quickly returned to his body. He was startled and his eyes became cold. Although he couldn't see the young man's cultivation level, from the young man's speed, his cultivation level was not low. It was possible that the young man's cultivation level was far higher than his.
In particular, Wang Lin immediately recognized the land he was in as the Sea of Devils. It was obvious that this person was the mummy from back in Hou Fen. Wang Lin had taken his bag of holding, and now that he had awakened, he was chasing Wang Lin.
If this person didn't reveal any killing intent, then Wang Lin would have returned the bag. However, the killing intent was very strong. Even if the young man returned the bag, he would not let Wang Lin go.
As a result, Wang Lin's heart sank. He hesitated for a bit before increasing the power of his divine sense and spiritual energy to wipe the bag.
Time slowly passed. Although the divine sense on the bag was decreasing, at this rate, it would take at least a few hundred years to completely remove it.
Wang Lin pondered for a bit and his eyes lit up. He already had an idea, but now was not the time to use it.
He knew that time was of the essence, so he quickly put away the bag of holding and stood up. He looked toward the direction of Teng Family City and muttered, "Teng Huayuan, I'm coming!"
Almost all of the Teng family members had come to Teng Family City. They felt that only here would they feel safe.
When Teng Huayuan saw all of the Teng family members arrive, his heart became even more gloomy. He knew that Wang Lin was already on his way here.
The entire Teng Family City was in a state of panic. The moment the Teng family members arrived, they immediately found out why the Teng family ancestor didn't go out to stop the slaughter.
It wasn't that he didn't want to go out, but the area within 5,000 kilometers of Teng Family City was surrounded by a restriction. One could only enter, not leave.
As a result, panic began to spread. At the same time, rumors about the mysterious person killing the Teng family members began to spread throughout Teng Family City.
Almost every Teng family member was anxiously discussing what kind of hatred the mysterious person had for the Teng family to be so vicious as to want to wipe out the entire Teng family.
Various versions of the rumors spread among the Teng family members. Among these versions, there were a few that were quite close to the truth.
Although Teng Huayuan tried to stop them, during this time of crisis, how could these rumors be stopped by humans? Gradually, the panic among the Teng family members became more and more intense.
On this morning, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. Today was the ninth day of the Teng family's slaughter.
All of the Teng family members in the country of Zhao, aside from those who were dead, had gathered in Teng Family City.
This day was the bloody day of the Teng family. It was the day the Teng family was wiped out. Even hundreds of years later, when the cultivators of Zhao mentioned this day, their hearts would tremble and their expressions would change.
This day was the day the entire country of Zhao changed. It was the day blood flowed like a river in the country of Zhao.
On this day, the amount of blood that flowed out of Teng Family City covered the earth.
Similarly, on this day, almost everyone in Zhao knew the name Wang Lin. That cold, white-haired figure caused many cultivators to tremble in fear.
At the same time, the name Wang Lin replaced Punnan Zi as the number one cultivator in the country of Zhao. On this day, countless cultivators of the previous generation died.
Early in the morning, thousands of kilometers away from Teng Family City, Wang Lin was standing on top of a mosquito beast as he slowly flew over. Although the corpses behind him were a bit rotten, the heads were still intact.
This was because Wang Lin had promised that he would deliver the heads of the Teng family members by the third update. The top six might not be guaranteed, so he was begging for votes to make tomorrow's slaughter even more intense.