The moment the word "senior" came out of his mouth, the circle of light inside the formation flashed again. It increased to four Shi San's and stopped increasing. Instead, the circles of light intertwined with each other.
The expressions of the eight people on the giant tree changed again. Their shocked expressions disappeared and their eyes revealed a fanatical look of worship. They went from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on the ground as they stared at the formation.
It has to be known that if the formation lit up with 40 circles of light, it meant that the person who came had a high status in the Shiyin Sect. If the formation lit up with more than 40 circles of light, it meant that the person who came was a Nascent Soul ancestor.
With this thought in mind, the eight of them naturally reacted in such a way.
Slowly, two figures appeared inside the formation and slowly solidified.
One of them was about 20 years old. He had a stern face and a calm demeanor. He wore a black robe that made him look even more tall and straight.
Behind him was a strange blue-skinned person with countless strange symbols all over his body. Especially eye-catching were the nine talismans stuck to his body.
The moment these two people appeared, a cold aura began to spread out.
One of the eight people suddenly let out a sound of surprise. Soon, the others also revealed looks of surprise and their eyes flashed.
This person was Wang Lin. The moment he appeared, he spat out a green light. The green light flashed and circled around his body. The cold aura was oppressive and the tip of his sword was pointed at the giant tree.
After scanning the area with his divine sense, Wang Lin felt a bit more at ease. The eight people on the giant tree were all at the 15th level of Qi Condensation. If he wanted to kill them, he could kill all eight of them in an instant.
For some reason, the strange person, Adai, stopped looking around in the transfer array and quietly stood behind Wang Lin. He stared at the symbol on the giant piece of wood, lost in thought, and remained silent.
The eight people on the giant tree all stood up. One of them had a strange expression as he clasped his hands and asked, "Senior, you are?"
On the way here, Wang Lin had already thought of an excuse. His expression was calm as he coldly looked at Ye Zizai and said, "I'm Wang Lin. I'll have to trouble you to tell Uncle Ye Zizai that I have something important to tell him."
The youth was startled. He looked at the others and said, "Senior, I can't make this decision. Why don't you come with me to see the elder administrator?"
Wang Lin nodded and walked out of the formation with Dumby following behind him.
The youth jumped down from the giant tree and the coffin behind him floated over.
"Senior, please." With that, the youth flew towards one of the four caves.
Without another word, Wang Lin followed.
Along the way, the youth secretly looked at Wang Lin. The more he looked, the more respectful he became. In the cultivation world, strength was everything. Wang Lin was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so he naturally gained the respect of the youth.
Dumby, who was behind Wang Lin, attracted most of the youth's attention.
At the same time, Wang Lin was also looking at the youth, especially at the coffin behind him. The coffin emitted a cold air and a layer of fog that blocked divine sense. However, with Wang Lin's cultivation level that was close to the middle stage of foundation establishment realm, he was able to find some clues.
There was a corpse inside the coffin. It looked as dry as firewood and seemed to be sleeping. The moment Wang Lin noticed it, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes. Although its eyes were cloudy, they were filled with killing intent.
The youth seemed to have sensed it and slapped the coffin. The corpse immediately closed its eyes and the youth smiled at Wang Lin. "Senior, this corpse puppet of mine was given to me by my master. It was said that he collected it when he was cleaning up the foreign battlefields. Not only is it extremely sensitive, its killing intent is also too strong. I spent a lot of effort to successfully refine it."
Wang Lin nodded and said, "Your corpse puppet is actually at the early stage of foundation establishment realm, not bad."
Hearing this, the youth was shocked and looked at Wang Lin in a different light. The coffin that stored the corpse puppet had the effect of blocking divine sense. However, this person was able to see through the corpse puppet's cultivation level at a glance. It was clearly not a normal foundation establishment realm, maybe it was already at the late stage.
Thinking about this, his attitude became even more respectful. He hesitated for a bit and asked, "Senior, the corpse behind you … is it your corpse puppet?"
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he nodded.
The youth revealed a curious expression and carefully looked at Dumby for a long time. Then he asked in surprise, "Senior, your corpse puppet has such a strong spirituality, how did you refine it?
Only First Ancestor Ye's Flying Rakshasa has such a spiritual corpse puppet. "
Wang Lin looked at him and didn't deny it.
The youth continued to look at Dumby, which made Dumby a bit impatient. It bared its teeth at the youth and let out a few roars.
Hearing Dumby speak, the youth was shocked and asked, "Senior, your corpse puppet has already evolved to the level where it can speak?"
Wang Lin frowned. The youth really talked too much and kept asking questions.
The youth didn't seem to notice and kept asking questions. Even if Wang Lin didn't answer, he didn't care and kept talking to himself.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the youth talked from the corpse puppet to his fellow sect members, then from his fellow sect members to his master, then from his master to his ancestor, and so on. Although Wang Lin was impatient, he was able to get a general idea of Shiyin from the youth's words.
"The Shiyin of our country of Zhao is really amazing. From rank 4 and 5 cultivation countries to rank 1 and 2 cultivation countries, almost all of them use our country as a transit point. For example, the advancement test for rank 1 and 2 cultivation countries' Shiyin is held here …"
The cave passage became larger and larger. When they reached the exit, the youth was still talking.
Wang Lin really couldn't stand the youth's nagging anymore. Seeing that the exit was in sight, he quickly flew toward it. What appeared before him was a cave that was slightly smaller than the previous one.
There were five large stone pillars in the cave, and each pillar had a large blue fireball floating above it. A sliver of heat came from them.
An old man sat on the stone pillar in the middle. The old man had white hair and a ruddy complexion. His hair fluttered without any wind. As he breathed, the fireballs on the surrounding stone pillars emitted a green gas that entered the old man's seven orifices. In an instant, it came out and quickly merged with the stone pillar he was sitting on.
This cycle was strange and unfathomable.
The moment Wang Lin flew into the cave, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes lit up as he coldly stared at Wang Lin and carefully examined him.
Wang Lin spread out his divine sense and found that the old man was at the mid stage of Foundation Establishment.
At this moment, the youth also quickly entered the cave. When he saw the old man, he respectfully clasped his hands and said, "Elder, this senior just came out of the transfer array and activated the four Shi San Halos. He wants to see ancestor Ye."
Hearing this, the old man's expression changed and his attitude became cold. He looked at Wang Lin with a strange expression and asked, "Fellow cultivator, who opened my Shiyin formation for you?"
Wang Lin's expression remained the same and he said, "Wu Yu!"
Hearing this name, the old man's expression changed. He immediately stood up and asked, "The ancestor Wu Yu that has been missing for hundreds of years?
He … Who are you to him? "
Wang Lin looked at him and said, "Disciple."
The old man gasped. Wu Yu had a very high status in the State of Zhao's Shiyin. If what he said was true, then he definitely couldn't offend him. Thinking about this, he quickly smiled and said, "So it's Martial Uncle returning to the sect. Junior is Mu Rong, what is Martial Uncle's name?"
Wang Lin smiled and said, "I'm Wang Lin. I don't deserve to be called Martial Uncle."
Mu Rong laughed and turned to look at the youth. With a stern face, he shouted, "There's nothing else for you to do. Go back. I'll take Martial Uncle Wang to ancestor Ye."
The young man quickly agreed. After turning around, he muttered a few words silently and quickly left.
After the youth left, Mu Rong warmly invited Wang Lin to fly onto the stone pillar. He smiled and asked, "Brother Wang, why didn't ancestor come back with you this time?"
Wang Lin looked at him meaningfully and casually said, "Something happened to his corpse puppet and he had to deal with it urgently."
Mu Rong nodded and said, "Ancestor Wu Yu's corpse puppet is second only to Ancestor Ye's Flying Rakshasa. The higher the level of the corpse puppet, the easier it is for it to have problems. However, with ancestor Wu Yu's cultivation, it should be easy for him to deal with these things." As he spoke, he continuously examined Wang Lin, trying to find clues from his expression.
Unfortunately, Wang Lin was calm from start to finish. Mu Rong thought for a moment and said, "Brother Wang, please wait. I'll contact ancestor Ye now."
Then he slapped his storage bag and took out a jade scroll. He held it in his hand and threw it forward after concentrating.
The jade scroll flashed a few times and quickly flew into a tunnel.
After doing all this, Mu Rong looked at Dumby behind Wang Lin. He was about to speak when Wang Lin spoke. He looked at the blue fireballs on the pillars and asked in surprise, "Brother Mu, the presence of these blue fireballs has a hint of yang in them. They are not ordinary items."
Mu Rong laughed and said, "Brother Wang, this blue flame demon fire was formed from the golden cores of several completion leveled cultivators from the alliance of the righteous. After being refined by ancestor Ye Zi, it became another treasure of Shiyin. It has many benefits for our cultivation, especially for corpse puppets."
Wang Lin looked at the blue fireballs and waved his right hand. Suddenly, a blue smoke came out of one of the fireballs and floated into Wang Lin's palm. He observed it for a while and released his cold spiritual power. Instantly, the blue smoke made a sizzling sound and shrank into a small blue ball that floated in the air.
Mu Rong's expression changed slightly. He looked deeply at Wang Lin and smiled, "Brother Wang, without a deep amount of cold energy, it is not easy to condense smoke into something solid. It seems that Martial Uncle Wu Yu loves you a lot."
The last bit of doubt in Mu Rong's heart disappeared the moment Wang Lin revealed his cold spiritual power.
What he didn't know was that the cold energy that Shiyin cultivated seemed similar to the cold energy in Wang Lin's body, but in reality, the difference was like heaven and earth.
Just at this moment, the blue fireballs on the pillars suddenly dimmed and emitted green smoke. The smoke quickly gathered together and formed an illusionary figure. At the same time, a huge pressure came from the figure.
Wang Lin's pupils contracted. Under the pressure, he felt his heart jump. He looked at Mu Rong and saw that he immediately knelt on the ground with a respectful expression.
"You are Junior Brother Wu Yu's disciple?" A sinister voice slowly came from the figure's mouth.