Not only her, but the other three women beside her also looked up at the sky. Wang Lin's name had become a taboo on planet Tian Yun these past few years!
However, the more it was like this, the more rumors about Wang Lin became.
On the square of the Heavenly Fate Sect, Bai Wei had a complicated expression as he silently looked at the sky. He found it hard to imagine what the person from back then had become.
Beside Bai Wei was an extremely gloomy middle-aged man. He was wearing purple and his eyes were like lightning. He stared at the sky and let out a cold snort in his heart.
"Wang Lin … Even if you didn't die in these past few years, you couldn't have improved too much. I just don't know how much weaker you are compared to me, Zhao Xingsha!"
Bai Wei cautiously looked at the middle-aged man beside him. In his heart, he dreaded this senior brother of his. In these past few years, Zhao Xingsha's cultivation had increased by leaps and bounds. He had unexpectedly broken through to the Ascendant stage and was only one step away from the Illusory Yin stage!
"Zhao Xingsha became one of the true disciples 30 years ago. Back then, he had a grudge with Wang Lin. I fear that once they meet, he won't be able to avoid killing Wang Lin."
There was also a woman beside the two of them. Her expression was gloomy. Although she was also looking at the sky, it was as if she had no interest in anything.
This woman was the fourth disciple of the Purple Division, Wang Lin's fourth senior sister.
Back then, she was forced by Zhao Xingsha to use a spell to trap Wang Lin.
Later, when Wang Lin escaped, she taught him the greater teleportation spell and resolved the grudge between them.
In the distance, there was a young man who looked to be in his thirties. He wore a blue robe with three blue dragons embroidered on his chest. These three blue dragons looked ferocious and lifelike, as if they were really alive. The three pairs of dragon eyes, in particular, emitted waves of soul-stirring light.
If Wang Lin saw this person, he wouldn't be a stranger. This person was the person who trapped Wang Lin with the fourth senior sister of the Purple Division, Sima Rufeng!
Inside the Heavenly Fate Sect, everyone who knew Wang Lin in the past had their own thoughts. However, no one thought that Wang Lin would be able to walk out alive today.
In the instant that everyone's gazes were gathered on the distant horizon, a white figure slowly appeared from the horizon and walked over step by step.
His black hair fluttered in the wind, and when the sunlight shone, it turned purple. Contrasting with his white clothes, he looked even more like a celestial.
She walked over alone, her clothes as white as snow.
The loneliness of a thousand years came from this figure. He slowly closed in, and behind him was the fiery red sun. This caused this person's face to be dark, and only his bright eyes could be seen, revealing the vicissitudes of a thousand years.
It was a beautiful scene.
At first, this figure was very far away, but in just a moment, it had already arrived outside the Heavenly Fate Sect!
"Wang Lin!"
"Wang Lin!!"
Several people immediately recognized Wang Lin!
"He is Wang Lin …" The beautiful eyes of the woman in pink fell on the figure in white.
Ling Tianhou's eyes were like lightning and contained a powerful sword intent. When he saw Wang Lin appear, he frowned. Although his expression was still gloomy, there was a hint of shock in his eyes!
"Early stage Nirvana Scryer!!
This Wang Lin was only at the Soul Transformation stage back then, but in just a few hundred years, he has reached such a height!!
Unless he obtained a great fortune, it is impossible for something like this to happen!
Especially the mark between his eyebrows … "The shock in Ling Tianhou's heart set off a huge wave.
The old man that was like a mountain of flesh suddenly opened his eyes that had been resting. His eyes shined brightly as he stared at Wang Lin. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
The expression of the skinny old man also changed. He meaningfully looked at Wang Lin and then at the All-Seer with an expression that seemed to indicate he was thinking about something.
As for the old man wearing the black and white robe sitting on the gourd, he was startled for a moment before revealing a smile. However, there was a ghostly light in his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
"Rosefinch's mark!" The beautiful middle-aged woman exclaimed and carefully looked at Wang Lin.
If these old monsters were like this, then there was no need to talk about the surrounding cultivators. However, not many of them could see through Wang Lin's cultivation, but almost everyone felt a pressure coming from Wang Lin's body the moment he appeared.
The woman in pink looked at Wang Lin with her beautiful eyes and revealed a look of interest.
All of this sounds slow, but in reality, the moment Wang Lin appeared, everyone's expressions fell into Wang Lin's eyes. Wang Lin patted his clothes and revealed a calm expression. He clasped his hands at Tian Yunzi and respectfully said, "Disciple Wang Lin greets Teacher!"
Tian Yunzi's eyes revealed a strange light as he stared at the mark between Wang Lin's eyebrows. After a long time, he revealed a smile and kindly said, "It's good that you're back. Wang Lin, these seniors want to ask you some things. You have to answer them truthfully."
A middle-aged man behind Ling Tianhou pointed at Wang Lin and shouted, "Little brat Wang Lin, you actually dared to come back!"
"Back then, you killed people from my Da Lou Sword Sect in the Demon Spirit Land. Today is the day you pay with your blood!"
The smile on Wang Lin's face was still there, but his eyes were as cold as ice. He looked at the middle-aged man and calmly said, "Senior Ling Tianhou, does this disciple of yours have the qualifications to speak to me like this?"
Ling Tianhou's expression was extremely gloomy as he stared at the mark between Wang Lin's eyebrows. Although he dreaded the Rosefinch mark, what really shocked him was the other two forces between Wang Lin's eyebrows!
"What kind of fortune did this Wang Lin experience in these hundreds of years? Why is it like he has been reborn?!
While pondering, Ling Tianhou waved his sleeves. The middle-aged man that was scolding Wang Lin trembled and retreated back into the group.
"He doesn't have the right to speak to you like that!
You're so young, yet you're able to reach the early stage of Nirvana Scryer. Even the Old Man admires you a bit! "Ling Tianhou's voice was cold as he slowly spoke.
These words set off a shocking wave. It was like throwing a ladle of Shimizu into a pot of oil. This caused the expressions of all the surrounding cultivators to change greatly!
Bai Wei sucked in a breath of cold air as he stared at Wang Lin. His mind was completely blank. He couldn't believe that hundreds of years ago, Wang Lin was only at the Soul Transformation stage, but now he had reached the legendary Nirvana Scryer stage!
"Nirvana Scryer …"
As for Zhao Xingsha, his body trembled. He didn't dare to believe what he had just heard and was completely dumbfounded.
Not only the two of them, but almost all the other cultivators were the same.
After all, all of this was simply too unbelievable.
"This Wang Lin has actually reached the Nirvana Scryer stage. Although there is still a gap between him and us, he can be considered someone qualified. In this case, we can't treat him as a junior."
The eyes of the old man sitting on the gourd lit up. He smiled and said, "Wang Lin, the Old Man wants to ask you why you escaped into the vortex before us. Did you do something you didn't want us to know about?"
Wang Lin's expression was neutral as he calmly said, "Junior did indeed cause trouble in the Demon Spirit Land, so I had to leave."
The skinny old man's eyes became cold and he gloomily said, "What kind of trouble?"
"Junior imprisoned the Blood Ancestor's daughter to protect myself!
When I saw the seniors and the Blood Ancestor chasing me, I naturally had to escape! "Wang Lin calmly said.
As soon as these words left his mouth, the old man whose body was like a mountain of flesh sat up and said in a deep voice, "That Immortal Mansion Token is in your hands!
"I wonder who Senior heard of this from!"
Wang Lin looked straight at the mountain-like old man. This person was only at the early stage of Nirvana Cleanser, and Wang Lin didn't remember this person among the old monsters chasing him.
The mountain-like old man's mind trembled when Wang Lin looked at him. His expression suddenly changed and there was a flash of doubt in his eyes.
Tian Yunzi's expression was still gentle as he slowly said, "Okay, Wang Lin, Teacher wants to ask you. Is the Celestial Cave token in your hands?"
Wang Lin looked at Tian Yunzi and respectfully said, "Since Teacher has asked, Disciple doesn't dare to hide it. Back in the Demon Spirit Land, I did obtain a Celestial Cave token!"
After Wang Lin spoke, the eyes of the surrounding old monsters lit up and they all became silent. An oppressive aura suddenly filled the area and gathered on Wang Lin's body.
The old man sitting on the gourd looked at the mark between Wang Lin's eyebrows and said, "Wang Lin, take out the token and you can keep your life today!"
The old man with the corporeal body revealed an unfriendly gaze and gloomily said, "You don't have the qualifications to obtain the token."
Without waiting for Wang Lin to speak, the gloomy Ling Tianhou revealed a flash of killing intent and slowly said, "Since we already know the token is in his hands, there is no need to waste time talking!"
He let out a cold snort and pointed forward with his right hand. An earth-shattering ray of sword energy shot toward Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's expression was calm. The moment the sword energy closed in, he retreated a few steps and threw a punch. This punch created a sonic boom that shook the heavens.
A black vortex appeared around Wang Lin's fist and collided with Ling Tianhou's sword energy.
Just at this instant, Tian Yunzi's eyes lit up and he waved his right sleeve. A seven-colored wind appeared and landed between Ling Tianhou and Wang Lin.
This seven-colored wind contained a mysterious power. As it blew by, it caused the black vortex around Wang Lin's fist to dissipate. Not only did it dissolve Wang Lin's attack, it also blocked Ling Tianhou's sword energy.
Casually dispelling everything.
Tian Yunzi's voice was calm as he looked at Ling Tianhou. "Ling Tianhou, you dare to attack my disciple in my Heavenly Fate Sect? Aren't you looking down on the Old Man a bit too much?"
"Tian Yunzi, do you want to take the token for yourself?!"
The four origin swords behind Ling Tianhou flew out and surrounded him. He stared at Tian Yunzi and gloomily shouted.