Wang Lin opened his eyes and they were filled with clarity. Although there was pain, he had seen through everything in the world.
It was just like a principle he had comprehended in the past. Those who should dissipate should be allowed to dissipate … He raised his right hand, and a ball of fog floated above his palm. This fog was formed from the wisps of green smoke that had fused with his body.
His origin soul contained the ancient thunder dragon and contained the might of the world's thunder. This Ten Thousand Illusion Heavenly Demon Dao wasn't enough to affect his origin soul.
Looking at the cloud of fog, Wang Lin silently pondered for a moment before crushing it.
"Although your cultivation level has been forcefully increased, your comprehension of the domain isn't enough. Mortals have a saying, 'pulling up seedlings to help them grow'. This is a perfect example of you!"
The moment the cloud of fog was crushed, a muffled groan came from the void. Shortly after, Liu Mei's figure appeared in the distance. Her face was pale as she stared at Wang Lin. Her eyes were filled with hatred as she hissed, "As expected of Wang Lin, you have such a ruthless heart."
"The ruthless one isn't Wang Lin, it's you!" Wang Lin's eyes were filled with killing intent.
"I wholeheartedly pursued my dao, but you used the Silver Filth Domain Soul to take my virginity. How do you explain this!?" Liu Mei's voice was torn apart. The calmness from before disappeared and the hatred in her eyes became even stronger.
Wang Lin frowned. This was a memory he didn't want to remember. His eyes were cold as he calmly said, "You were the one who attacked first, and the domain soul was also an accident."
"Accident …" Liu Mei began to laugh. Her laughter became louder and louder until it became filled with endless viciousness. She could maintain her Ten Thousand Illusion Heavenly Demon Dao to anyone else, but she couldn't maintain this attitude towards the person before her.
"You said it was an accident, so I'll give you an accident as well!" Liu Mei's eyes were filled with hatred, but there was also a flash of pain as she touched her bag of holding.
Wang Lin frowned. The celestial guard puppet suddenly appeared and walked toward Liu Mei.
Liu Mei lifted her right hand from her storage bag and opened it. A black mist came out from it, and at the same time, a torrential resentment burst out from it.
The resentment was shocking, and in that instant, the entire sky seemed to be filled with dark clouds, turning murky. There was also a huge vortex slowly spinning above it.
This resentment was too strong. As it filled the air, strange whistling sounds echoed within a ten mile radius, making it seem like a realm of ghosts.
A mournful scream came from the black fog. The black fog was too fast; not even divine sense could lock onto it. It jumped over the celestial guard and charged toward Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's expression was the same as ever as he stared at the black light. At the instant it closed in on him, two of his fingers formed a sword and pointed forward. A gust of wind swept out from his fingertips, and the fog gradually dissipated to reveal a pair of black eyes.
The moment Wang Lin's gaze fell on the pair of eyes, he was startled. It was a pair of cloudy eyes, and there was no light within them, only resentment.
However, the moment Wang Lin saw those eyes, his mind trembled and a feeling of harmony filled his body.
It was as if tens of thousands of bolts of thunder had exploded in Wang Lin's ears. He subconsciously withdrew his fingers, retreated a few steps, and stared at the black fog.
"This … This is …" A heart-wrenching pain appeared in Wang Lin's heart and spread throughout his body. He stared at the fog and his eyes became bloodshot. He waved his right hand and the celestial guard puppet returned. It turned into a large shadow that surrounded the fog and prevented it from moving.
Wang Lin's expression was ferocious as he roared at Liu Mei, "What is inside!?"
Liu Mei revealed a smile, but her eyes were filled with pain. She looked at Wang Lin and softly smiled. "You can't recognize it?
No, with your cultivation level, you should be able to recognize it.
"There is a legend among mortals. If a person loses a few children, then the souls of those children won't dissipate. They will follow behind you, silently watching you. They will say something to you, but you won't be able to hear them. Only in the moment of your death will you hear their voice. So it turns out that they have always been asking, 'Daddy, why don't you want me ….'"
Liu Mei's voice was a bit strange, and even a bit crazy.
"I refined this child in my body for 100 years and finally refined him into a resentful soul. When he was conscious, I constantly told him that it was his father who abandoned him. His father's name was Wang Lin!
"Wang Lin, you destroyed my dao heart, broke my domain, and took my pure body. If all of this is an accident, then today, I'll repay you with a special treasure!!"
Wang Lin silently pondered. This kind of silence was the true meaning of silence. It was as if all of his vitality had been sucked out of his body, leaving behind only an endless aura of death.
There was no shock like when he found out that Li Muwan could be resurrected. There was no eruption of madness like when he faced Teng Huayuan, and there was no complete focus like when he faced a crisis.
The current Wang Lin was only silent, so silent that it was terrifying!
It was as if at this moment, the sky didn't move and the earth didn't move. It was as if a spell had been cast on everything and everything became silent.
Looking at the black fog that was surrounded by the celestial guard, Wang Lin's gaze seemed to penetrate the fog and see a weak figure inside.
The dense resentment couldn't stop Wang Lin's gaze at all.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Lin softly said, "Thank you …"
Liu Mei was startled. She stared at Wang Lin and snapped, "Wang Lin, doesn't your heart hurt?!"
Wang Lin didn't even look at Liu Mei. He quietly looked at the figure inside the fog and softly said, "You can refine him into a resentful soul, so I can help him recover. Even if it takes 1,000 years … Even if it takes 10,000 years … Thank you for returning him to me …"
All of this was far beyond Liu Mei's expectations. She sneered. "He can't recover. In order to completely turn him into a resentful soul, I …"
Without waiting for Liu Mei to finish, Wang Lin softly said, "If I say I can, then I definitely can!"
His gaze withdrew from the fog and landed on Liu Mei. His eyes were no longer calm and were filled with unimaginable killing intent. Aside from Teng Huayuan, Wang Lin had never felt such strong killing intent toward anyone!
"Now it's your turn."
Wang Lin's voice wasn't cold, but it made the surroundings seem like it was winter. He took a step forward and his right thumb pointed forward. The Underworld Finger suddenly appeared.
The sky trembled and the underworld river appeared once more. It turned into countless yellow dragons and fused with Wang Lin's thumb. The Underworld Finger formed by the underworld river shot out from Wang Lin's thumb toward Liu Mei.
Liu Mei retreated and slapped her bag of holding. A large, ancient mirror immediately appeared in her hand. This was a low quality celestial treasure given to her by the Huan family's ancestor!
The Underworld Finger landed on the mirror and created an earth-shattering sound. At the same time, Wang Lin took a step forward and the Seven Star Sword Formation swept across the area around Liu Mei. Wang Lin let out a roar and seven rays of sword energy arrived.
"A pseudo late stage Ascendant cultivator with only celestial spiritual energy but no domain. In my eyes, you aren't even comparable to a real mid stage Ascendant cultivator!"
Wang Lin calmly said. The Finger of Death appeared in his right hand and shot toward Liu Mei along with the Seven Star Sword Formation.
When the sword energy closed in, Liu Mei's expression changed greatly. At this moment of crisis, she bit the tip of her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. An object also flew out from her mouth. It was a black needle.
The moment the needle flew out, it quickly moved around Liu Mei's body. The Seven Star Sword Formation was immediately blocked and even the Finger of Death was pierced by the black needle.
Wang Lin coldly looked at it. His eyes became cold as he raised his hand and gently pointed. "Fourth soul!"
"Stop!"
The black needle suddenly stopped. Just as it was struggling, Wang Lin took a step forward and arrived next to Liu Mei. His right hand mercilessly pointed at the spot between her eyebrows.
Liu Mei let out a miserable groan and a large amount of black gas came out from between her eyebrows. She quickly retreated and her eyes were filled with horror. She didn't think that although Wang Lin's cultivation was only at the early stage of Ascendant, his various spells and treasures were so shocking.
"Want to run!?"
Wang Lin stepped forward once more and his two fingers formed a sword. A strand of origin soul thunder condensed at the tip of his finger. This finger was going to take this vicious woman's life.
The shadow of death shrouded Liu Mei's body and her face became pale. Wang Lin's finger just now had injured her origin soul. If it wasn't for the fact that she had a lot of celestial spiritual energy in her body, she would have already died.
Liu Mei screamed, "Li Er!"
Wang Lin frowned. The black fog surrounded by the celestial guard began to churn violently and miserable cries came from within. These cries were like sharp swords that shot toward Wang Lin and tore his heart apart.
Wang Lin's eyes revealed a hint of sadness, but he didn't hesitate to point out with his finger. It contained the might of thunder as it descended toward Liu Mei.
At this critical moment, despair appeared in Liu Mei's eyes. However, a ring-shaped vortex suddenly appeared in front of Liu Mei. This vortex was pitch-black, as if it was filled with thick clouds.
A slightly withered arm reached out from the vortex and casually pressed down on Wang Lin's finger.
With a bang, Wang Lin's body was knocked back like a meteor. His face was pale and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood, but his eyes were filled with a monstrous coldness.
"Eh, not dying?"
An ancient voice came from the vortex. The arm grabbed Liu Mei and pulled her back into the vortex.
"If you save her, the Huan family will be wiped out!"
Wang Lin's voice was like the cold wind that blew through his teeth. He stared at the arm. It was obvious that aside from the Huan family's ancestor, there was no one else who could save Liu Mei.
As he spoke, Wang Lin charged forward and condensed Ling Tianhou's sword energy in his right hand. His finger shot out like lightning and the sword energy charged directly at the vortex.
"Arrogant junior, even if you have a Yin and Yang puppet, you are still not a match for the Old Man. Since you and Huan Mei are old friends, the Old Man doesn't care about the grudge between the two of you. However, if you continue to bother, the Old Man won't forgive you!" The ancient voice came from the vortex. He grabbed Liu Mei and completely fused with the vortex.
However, at this moment, Ling Tianhou's sword energy also charged into the vortex toward the Huan family's ancestor.