Wang Lin's eyes lit up. From what he could see, this man didn't have any spiritual energy, and it was impossible for him to have any celestial spiritual energy. However, this person was able to fly, so he was not ordinary.
Most importantly, the tattoo on the man's face gave Wang Lin a very familiar feeling. When he saw the man retreat, Wang Lin didn't hesitate to chase after him.
As Wang Lin charged out, the rift behind him gradually closed.
The fear in the man's eyes became even stronger. As he retreated, the tattoo on his face suddenly moved and extended to the spot between his eyebrows. In an instant, a seven leaf plant appeared between his eyebrows.
The plant opened its leaves and a mysterious force surrounded the man's body. His speed suddenly increased and he disappeared as if he was teleporting.
When Wang Lin saw this, his eyes suddenly opened wide and shined brightly.
"Forsaken Immortal Clan!"
His body moved even faster. His right hand formed a seal and the origin energy in his body circulated. He slapped the air, and his origin energy immediately filled the air. It fused with the air and formed a large amount of origin energy ripples. The space before him distorted, and the man who had teleported immediately reappeared.
This person's eyes were filled with confusion, but a moment later, his pupils shrank and were filled with fear. Before him, Wang Lin stepped forward and stared directly at him.
The man's body trembled, then he let out a scream and retreated once more. Wang Lin frowned and his right hand reached out. The retreating man's body stiffened as if an invisible hand had grabbed him and pulled him back to Wang Lin's side.
Holding this person, Wang Lin was about to question him, but just at this moment, his expression changed and he turned around. He saw over 100 rays of light flying out from the continent. These rays of light were all different colors and gave off a terrifying aura as they charged at Wang Lin.
In almost an instant, more than 100 rays of light closed in and stopped 1,000 feet away from Wang Lin. The light dissipated and turned into figures wearing rough clothes.
There were no women among these people; they were all men. Most of them were middle-aged, and they all stared at Wang Lin with fear hidden in their eyes.
There were tattoos on their faces and limbs, and there were even images of plants flashing between their eyebrows. However, there were many plants with shrunken leaves, so it was impossible to see exactly how many there were.
An old man walked out from the crowd. He had a head of white hair and his face was filled with wrinkles. He looked at Wang Lin with respect and a hint of excitement as he looked at Wang Lin's right hand.
"I wonder what Supreme Celestial's request is?"
His expression was extremely respectful as he stared at Wang Lin's right hand on the beast bone tattoo. Wang Lin's expression was calm, but his heart trembled. With his 1,000 years of cultivation, he could remain calm. Although he was shocked, he didn't show any of it on his face.
If a mortal said "Supreme Celestial," it wouldn't mean much, but if it was said by someone from the Forsaken Immortal Clan, it was very different!
More importantly, "Supreme Celestial" wasn't just a title. If it was before he went to the Collection Pavilion, Wang Lin wouldn't have thought much about it, but now he had no choice but to think about it.
Wang Lin's eyes were calm as he slowly asked, "You can see through my cultivation level?"
The old man nodded as he stared at Wang Lin's right hand. The excitement in his eyes became even stronger as he said, "Rank 8 Supreme Celestial, this lowly one can recognize it."
Wang Lin silently pondered as he looked at the old man. This old man called himself a lowly one and his gaze fell on his right hand. This made Wang Lin feel a bit strange. Adding on the way the old man called him and the respect in his eyes, a bold idea appeared in Wang Lin's mind.
"Could it be … Could it be that these people don't know that the Celestial Realm has collapsed … If that is the case, then they must have been here for countless years!"
While pondering, Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he slowly said, "How long has it been since a celestial came here?
The old man's expression darkened and he respectfully said, "It has been many years since Celestial King Carefree sent his last order. This lowly one is unable to calculate the exact time."
"Carefree …" Wang Lin suddenly understood why the old man was staring at his right hand. He raised his right hand, revealing the beast bone tattoo on the back of his hand. He stared at the old man and asked, "Do you recognize this?"
The old man's eyes were filled with excitement as he respectfully said, "This lowly one naturally recognizes Celestial King Carefree's treasure, the Withered Dao Pair!
Since Supreme Celestial has Celestial King Carefree's treasure, then you must be someone close to him. Did you come here for the Mysterious Yin Furnace? "
Wang Lin looked at the old man but didn't speak. His gaze moved away and landed on the continent behind the old man.
The old man quickly and respectfully said, "It is this lowly one's hospitality. Please come, Supreme Celestial. The Celestial Spirit Fruit has ripened a long time ago. The Old Man will call someone to bring it for Supreme Celestial to taste."
Under the guidance of the old man, Wang Lin quietly followed. As for the other Forsaken Immortal Clan members, they were all in awe and didn't dare to get too close.
The person that was captured by Wang Lin regained his freedom after Wang Lin released his spell. He looked at Wang Lin with fear in his eyes.
Under the guidance of the old man, Wang Lin got closer and closer to the continent. A moment later, he was on top of it. Before him was a lush green plain.
At a glance, he couldn't see the end of it. However, as the wind blew by, the fragrance of the grass seeped into his heart and made him feel very comfortable.
The old man didn't stop and respectfully led the way.
At the center of the plain, there was a group of very old buildings scattered around. Although they weren't broken, they gave off an ancient aura.
This aura was very faint, but ever since Wang Lin learned about soul extraction, he was very sensitive to this aura. When he was about 10,000 feet from the buildings, Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He stopped and looked down.
The grass here didn't look much different from the grass on the outside, but with Wang Lin's understanding of restrictions and Li Yuan's personal guidance in the Thunder Celestial Realm, his understanding of restrictions, especially celestial restrictions, had increased.
At a glance, he could see that there was a large restriction formation around the buildings.
The old man noticed Wang Lin's gaze and respectfully said, "Supreme Celestial, this formation was personally placed by the Celestial King to protect my clan from the fog beasts."
Wang Lin didn't know what the fog beasts were, so he nodded and didn't speak. However, he was very interested in this place.
"Master Carefree, the Forsaken Immortal Clan, and that Mysterious Yin Furnace … What exactly is this place …"
While Wang Lin was pondering, a commotion came from the distance.
"The update is over. Everyone, please forgive me. I'm very sorry, but I'll be writing all night. After I finish writing, I'll try to update, but I can't guarantee anything.