Thanks to Shimizu's inheritance, Wang Lin understood that Immortal Emperor Bai Fan's spell, Call the Wind, Summon the Rain, Magic Arsenal, was the most powerful spell!
Even Qing Shui loved Magic Arsenal a lot. This was one of the great spells that made him famous in the Celestial Realm in the past!
Wang Lin was also looking forward to this spell. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. After carefully comprehending Shimizu's Magic Arsenal spell, he suddenly opened his eyes. The baby fist-sized celestial origin crystal inside his body began to spin rapidly.
As it spun, a large amount of celestial origin energy circulated inside Wang Lin's body. Gradually, the origin energy inside his body was hidden. The only thing left inside his body was the dense celestial origin energy.
At this moment, Wang Lin's body was emitting a large amount of celestial origin energy. He looked like a real celestial!
The big-headed boy was watching closely from the side and sighed. He didn't know why Wang Lin's body had celestial origin energy. He clearly remembered that this person didn't enter the celestial pool.
However, he didn't dare ask this question. When he saw Wang Lin's body surrounded by celestial origin energy, he let out a bitter smile. He had to give up his domain in exchange for celestial origin energy, but this Xu Mu had both his domain and celestial origin energy.
As the celestial origin energy circulated inside his body, Wang Lin's hands formed a unique spell according to Shimizu's understanding of Magic Arsenal!
Magic Arsenal required one to open the reincarnation cycle and extract the souls of the people they killed. Then one would form the Mysterious Void spell to contain the souls of the people they killed. Only then would one be able to create Magic Arsenal.
The strength of this spell varied from person to person. For example, Bai Fan's Magic Beans Arsenal could fill the heavens and earth, and very few people could block it. Qing Shui, on the other hand, could use this spell to slaughter the heavens. Even without fighting, he could make people's minds tremble and yield!
The moment the seal was formed, the celestial origin energy inside Wang Lin's body flowed into his arms. It was as if the world changed colors. Strands of celestial origin energy flew out from Wang Lin's hands and began to rotate before him.
At first, the rotation wasn't fast, but as Wang Lin's celestial origin energy cycled faster and faster, the vortex almost turned into a tornado.
As it roared, the vortex began to expand. In the blink of an eye, a vortex dozens of feet wide formed before Wang Lin. The vortex was rotating so fast that if one didn't look closely, they wouldn't be able to see it. However, in reality, the rotation had reached a peak.
If Wang Lin's celestial origin energy was at the level it was before he went to the 17th floor, he wouldn't have been able to maintain this vortex at all. If he was only halfway through, the celestial beans would collapse and the celestial origin energy inside his body would dissipate.
Even now, after absorbing a large amount of celestial origin energy, the celestial beans inside his body had grown to the size of a baby's fist. Wang Lin could still feel the celestial origin energy rapidly dissipating. He could maintain this vortex for no more than three days!
Wang Lin knew that this vortex was created by using celestial origin energy to open one's own reincarnation cycle. In truth, this was just a spell. This spell used memory as the focus. The person using the spell would immerse themselves in their own memories and extract the souls of the people they had killed one by one!
Although they were only memories, under this spell, they were very real. The souls extracted contained some of their cultivation, so they could be used to scatter beans!
The longer he delayed, the more celestial origin energy he would lose. If he didn't succeed after three days, the celestial origin energy in his body would run out and the vortex would collapse.
The moment the vortex opened, Wang Lin's ancient thunder dragon origin soul charged out toward the vortex. The moment it entered the vortex, it shrank until it imprinted itself between Wang Lin's eyebrows and began to rotate.
The surroundings were completely silent.
Wang Lin's origin soul turned into the appearance of an ancient thunder dragon. It was as if it was traveling through a passage of time. As it traveled, it gradually transformed into a human form.
A moment later, the passage came to an end. As it charged out, the sun shined brightly. Wang Lin looked down and saw Suzaku's Heng Yue Sect!
He also saw two youths. One of them had a forehead covered in sweat and was struggling to use a gravitational spell. Next to him was a youth who was being controlled by the gravitational spell. This youth was holding a dagger, and at the tip of the dagger was another youth.
The youth picked up the axe and mercilessly chopped down on the youth's head.
With a scream, Wang Lin clearly saw a soul fly out and quickly enter his origin soul.
"I didn't kill this person, so why …" As Wang Lin pondered, he felt a powerful force tearing at his origin soul. In the blink of an eye, his vision blurred and he appeared on an official road. He saw a black-robed youth casting a spell, and the person he was fighting was a middle-aged man.
Not long after, the middle-aged man let out a miserable scream and died. Beside the middle-aged man was a gloomy youth. He calmly said, "He is old man Jimo's disciple. We must leave immediately!"
The dead middle-aged man's soul flew out and entered Wang Lin's origin soul.
The scene before him changed again. This time, he was in a cave in the jungle. Wang Lin saw Teng Li's soul fly out and enter Wang Lin's origin soul after he devoured Teng Li's foundation.
One scene after another, from Zhao to Shiyin, then to the Jue Ming Valley, the foreign battleground, Hou Fen, the Sea of Devils, the Dragon Tendon Lock, and the Ten Thousand Devil Hundred Day Kill Order!
Then he returned to Zhao and massacred countless members of the Teng family. The battle in Xue Yue, the Rain Celestial Realm, killing the Xue Yue ancestor, the Giant Demon Clan ancestor, the war between the Forsaken Immortal Clan and Rosefinch, and then entering Rosefinch's tomb. All of these made Wang Lin feel like he was reliving his life.
The Heavenly Fate Sect, the Demon Spirit Land, the Slaughter Sword Art, the Luo Tian Star System, the Huan family's ancestor, the Thunder Celestial Realm, the death of the Blood Ancestor, the Nether Beast, the killing of the celestials, the Western Domain of the Luo Tian, the killing of the Yao family, and so on, all the way to the Thunder Celestial Temple and the battle for the title in one line to heaven.
Finally, the memories stopped. Wang Lin felt his origin soul tremble as if it was being grabbed by a powerful force. He continued to fly into the air and suddenly opened his eyes. His body was soaked in sweat and everything before him was still the same mountain.
The moment he became sober, the vortex between his eyebrows stopped rotating and turned into strands of celestial origin energy that entered Wang Lin's body. The celestial origin crystal the size of a baby's fist shrank by 60%.
A lifetime of slaughter was like a passing cloud. When Wang Lin experienced it again, he felt very emotional. It was like a dream, and he wasn't sure if he was still in a dream and hadn't woken up yet.
"What a powerful celestial spell!"
Wang Lin let out a long breath. Celestial Emperor Bai Fan's celestial spells were formed by the fusion of many celestial spells. In the end, Bai Fan extracted the essence of many celestial spells and refined them into one spell. However, if one wanted to cultivate it, they would need to experience it all.
Wang Lin pondered a bit. He had already made a decision about the second step of Magic Arsenal. After carefully thinking about it, he confirmed that there was no doubt about it. With a thought, the underworld river appeared above Wang Lin.
The underworld river was like a river, and when it spread out, it was filled with monstrous resentment. However, under Wang Lin's control, the head and tail of the underworld river fused together and formed a circle. In an instant, a heaven-piercing aura spread out.
Wang Lin stared at the underworld river in the sky. He took a deep breath and spat out an item. This item was the Celestial Sealing Stamp. The stamp flashed and floated into the air.
In midair, it fused with the underworld spring. Hundreds of thousands of golden runes spread out from the Celestial Sealing Stamp and fused with the underworld spring. In an instant, the underworld spring seemed to boil. As the golden runes fused with it, a shocking change occurred.
The entire underworld river swept across the sky with hundreds of thousands of golden symbols. Finally, they entered the Celestial Sealing Stamp and completely fused with it. There was a flash of black light, and the wild planet Wang Lin was on was shrouded by a pressure. This pressure came from the Celestial Sealing Stamp.
The appearance of the stamp had changed. There were no longer any golden symbols on it; it was completely black. However, an extremely powerful aura was leaking out from the darkness.
It was as if there were countless resentful souls roaring and struggling inside, wanting to charge out.
What was even more shocking was that there were countless rings on the Celestial Sealing Stamp. As the rings spread out, the Celestial Sealing Stamp was divided into 18 layers!
Each layer was filled with intense resentment, and there was also a black light flickering on the seal. The deeper one went, the stronger the resentment became!
This was the Personal Realm that Wang Lin had created for Magic Arsenal!
Bai Fan had the Mystic Sky Realm, Shimizu had the Painted Prison World of Slaughter, and Wang Lin's was the 18 Levels of Hell, the Reincarnation Realm!
With the Celestial Sealing Stamp as the land, the golden symbols as the seal, and the underworld river as the reincarnation cycle, the 18 levels of hell filled with resentment!
In the 18 levels, the deeper one went, the stronger the souls they could contain. At this moment, there were no souls below the 15th level, but there was one in the 14th level!
This soul was surrounded by a blood mist, and when it revealed itself, it gave off a monstrous resentment. It was the Blood Ancestor that was killed by Wang Lin!
On the Shi San level, the souls of the hundreds of celestials that were killed by Wang Lin in the Forsaken Immortal Clan gathered together. Waves of mournful screams came out. They wanted to charge out, but in the end, they were completely sealed inside.
Among them were the Yao family members that were killed by Wang Lin. There were also the souls of all the Corporeal Yang cultivators that were killed by Wang Lin in the Luo Tian Star System!
Magic Arsenal was an extremely tyrannical celestial spell. It extracted the souls of everyone it killed from the reincarnation cycle and used them for one's own use!
Wang Lin stood up and stared at the 18 levels of hell in the sky. A vortex appeared between his eyebrows and his origin soul charged out. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence origin soul energy!
Inside this mouthful of essence energy, countless strands of black gas flew toward the 18 Levels of Hell. These strands of black gas were the souls that Wang Lin had killed. They were all absorbed by the levels according to their strength.
At the same time, Wang Lin slapped his bag of holding and the one-billion-soul soul flag flew out. His eyes shined brightly and revealed endless calmness. Without any hesitation, he waved the one-billion-soul soul flag and the souls inside began to rush out like crazy.
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