Teng Li suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and lifeless. His lips were trembling and his teeth were clenched.
Wang Lin drew a complicated symbol in the air with his right hand. He bit the tip of his finger and flicked a drop of blood onto Teng Li's forehead.
In an instant, Teng Li let out a groan and his body twitched even more violently. All of the muscles in his body moved strangely and gathered toward his chest.
Not long after, Teng Li's body visibly withered. All of his muscles and meridians gathered at his chest, forming a huge ball of flesh.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He flipped his right hand and once again sent out a technique.
The ball of flesh separated from Teng Li's body and floated in the air. At this moment, Teng Li's body was only skin and bones, making him look like a skeleton.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and spat out a mouthful of spiritual energy into the ball of flesh. The ball of flesh quickly shrunk and after a while, it became the same size as the ball of blood from before.
At this moment, Wang Lin revealed a tired expression. He took out a gourd filled with spiritual energy and drank a big gulp. He closed his eyes and began to cultivate. Not long after, he opened his eyes and pointed at Teng Li's body.
Suddenly, a series of popping sounds could be heard. All of Teng Li's bones were broken and turned into bone dust. The dust seeped out from his skin and formed a ball of bones.
Blood, flesh, and bones were arranged in a straight line and emitted a demonic glow.
Wang Lin sighed and muttered to himself, "This Foundation Stealing Technique requires the cauldron's blood, flesh, bones, soul, and roots to be extracted. Furthermore, the cauldron cannot die during the extraction process. It is simply too cruel."
Situ Nan calmly said, "This is nothing. The people of the Demon Dao in the Old Man's country even have a Foundation Stealing Technique. That is what is cruel. Not only does the cauldron suffer, but the caster also has to endure unimaginable pain. Even at the cost of their lifespan, there is less than a 1% chance of success."
Wang Lin pondered for a bit and focused his mind. He pointed at Teng Li with his right hand and began to chant. Gradually, his chanting speed became faster and his hands began to form seals. Strands of white gas came out of Teng Li's body and became thicker and thicker.
After an unknown amount of time, the white Qi had already reached its limit and fused together to form a blurry figure. Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see that the small person's facial features were no different from Teng Li's.
The little person's eyes were filled with confusion, and his entire body trembled as if he would dissipate with a gust of wind.
Gradually, the confusion on his face disappeared. He stared at Wang Lin with a venomous look in his eyes. He opened his mouth and let out a few soundless roars.
Wang Lin didn't even blink. He flipped his right hand and shot out a red light. The little person seemed to be extremely afraid of the red light and turned around to escape. However, the area within three feet of Teng Li's body was like an invisible cage. No matter how much the little person tried to escape, it couldn't escape three feet.
In the end, seeing that he couldn't escape, the little person charged toward the red light.
Wang Lin's face was expressionless as he waved his right hand. The red light wrapped around the little person like a rope and tied him up. Then, the red light shrank and slowly pulled him out.
Wang Lin knew that he couldn't be careless when it came to soul extraction. He had to make sure that the soul was completely pulled out of the three feet of the cage. Only then could he proceed to the next step of extracting the spirit root. Otherwise, although it wouldn't affect his foundation stealing, he wouldn't be able to use the other party's spirit root to change his own body.
The little person's face revealed a painful expression as he was pulled out bit by bit by the red light. In the blink of an eye, half of the little person was pulled out.
Just at this moment, the little person's body suddenly flashed with a yellow light and the red rope silently shattered. The little person immediately shrank back into the three feet of the cage. The yellow light on his body rapidly flashed and the little person quickly turned from blurry to solid.
Wang Lin's face was gloomy as he stared at the little person. His right hand formed a seal and he was about to use another technique. At this moment, the little person revealed a look of fear and began to speak.
"If you kill me, my great grandfather won't let you go!
He is a Nascent Soul cultivator. If you kill me, you will also die. "
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Without saying anything, he spat out a large mouthful of spiritual energy. His hands quickly formed seals and continuously placed spiritual energy on the little person's face. Gradually, the spiritual energy condensed into a thin thread.
The little person's face became even more fearful. He quickly said, "My great grandfather already knows that I am in danger. He will be here soon, you …"
Without waiting for him to finish, Wang Lin's left hand swung and the thin thread pierced into Teng Li's body. It trapped the little person and ruthlessly pulled him out.
The little person let out a scream and struggled. "Great grandfather, save me!" The yellow light on his body began to shine intensely. It seemed like he was going to fight against Wang Lin.
Without saying anything, Wang Lin slapped his bag of holding and threw out a gourd filled with spiritual energy. The liquid inside the gourd flowed out and merged with the thin thread. The thin thread immediately grew to the size of a finger and was pulled again.
This time, no matter how much the yellow light on the little person shined, it was no longer of use. It was pulled out by Wang Lin.
The moment the little person escaped from the three meter long body, the yellow light on the little person's body immediately dissipated and turned into a yellow mist. The mist churned strangely and a blurry figure appeared. The figure was wrapped in the mist, making it impossible to see his appearance. He could only hear the figure yell, "Fellow cultivator, stop! We can talk this out!"
Wang Lin was shocked. Situ Nan immediately said, "Don't worry, this is a Nascent Soul cultivator's ethereal avatar. It is different from an avatar. This ethereal avatar has no attack power, he can't see you, and he doesn't know where you are. He can only let you hear him speak. Also, this ethereal avatar has a distance limit. It seems like this person is far away, which is why the ethereal avatar is so blurry.
As for why he appeared, it must be because he loves Teng Li so much that he left a sliver of his divine sense in Teng Li's soul. "
Without saying anything, Wang Lin pointed at the little person trapped by the spirit rope. The little person immediately stopped struggling and gradually shrunk until it became a purple ball.
The Teng family's patriarch's ethereal avatar seemed to have noticed that Teng Li's soul was being refined by someone. He let out a roar filled with hatred and said, "You killed a member of the Teng family, you will be cursed. You are dead for sure. One day, I, Teng Huayuan, will find you …" With that, the yellow light slowly dissipated.
On a mountain several tens of thousands of kilometers away, an old man in a black robe stood with a dark expression. His eyes flickered as he clenched his fists and mumbled to himself, "Li Er, your great-grandfather swears that I'll avenge you even if I have to climb the heavens or the underworld!"
After he finished speaking, he patted his chest with his right hand and spat out a mouthful of black blood. His right hand drew a line in the blood, and dark red ripples spread out in all directions, turning into countless strange symbols that lingered between heaven and earth.
Shortly after, a little person covered in purple light came out of the old man's head. It stopped in the air and sat down cross-legged.
The little person shouted, "Curse, rise!"
His hands formed a seal and his divine sense turned into millions of divine sense that entered each of the symbols.
"Curse, accept!"
The old man's Nascent Soul visibly became weaker and shrunk a lot. It was obvious that he didn't mind using up a lot of Nascent Soul energy.
The symbols that were merged with his divine sense flashed a demonic light. One by one, they flew into the sky and formed a complex formation. This formation covered half the sky. At this moment, the sky changed color and thunder rumbled.
"Curse, turn!"
The Dazhen in the sky moved and slowly rotated. Bolts of blood-red lightning appeared within the formation. These bolts of lightning linked together to form a strange rhombus shape.
"Curse!
Combine! "
The little person's last shout shook the sky and earth. At the same time, he spat out a large mouthful of Nascent Soul energy. The formation in the sky spun faster and faster. More and more red lightning appeared and the diamond shape became brighter and brighter. Shortly after, the formation began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, all of the red lightning gathered on the diamond shape.
The diamond shape slowly descended from the sky and imprinted itself on the little person's forehead.
The little person revealed a grim smile and said, "Those who kill members of the Teng family will receive my curse!"
Inside the tree hole, four balls floated in front of Wang Lin. Without a word, he shot a few techniques at Teng Li's body and crystal clear specks of light floated out of Teng Li's body.
These specks of light were densely packed and after they left Teng Li's body, one-third of them disappeared.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. He knew that these specks of light were the so-called spirit root. He quickly spat out a mouthful of spirit mist that surrounded the specks of light and quickly devoured them.
The specks of light immediately began to reject the spirit mist. As the spirit mist devoured them, one-third of the specks of light disappeared. In the end, only one-third of the specks of light were successfully absorbed by the spirit mist.
Just at this moment, Wang Lin's forehead suddenly lit up and a purple diamond shape suddenly appeared.
Wang Lin immediately noticed it. He raised his hand to touch his forehead and his expression became startled.
Situ Nan immediately exclaimed, "This person is very skilled. Wang Lin, you have been cursed by a Nascent Soul cultivator. As long as you enter a certain range, he will be able to instantly appear next to you. I can't believe this person knows how to use such a powerful formation."
Wang Lin suddenly stood up. His face was gloomy as he asked, "Is there any way to break it?"
Situ Nan pondered for a bit and proudly said, "Actually, you don't need to worry too much. According to my analysis, this type of curse has no offensive power and only acts as a locator. Although this person's curse is very powerful, I have studied curses that use formations to cause spiritual energy to fluctuate between the heavens and earth. Although I can't use it now without my body, I can still help you destroy the effect of the curse.
As long as you don't get too close to him, with my help, he won't be able to find you. Don't worry.
Hehe, Wang Lin, this is actually a great fortune. In the past, I obtained an ancient technique that uses curses as a bridge to cause a backlash. The caster must be at least at the Core Formation stage and with the help of some spirit items, once successful, they can obtain half of the target's cultivation. Lao Ai, you brat, your life is really good. "