As he spoke, he pointed his right hand into the Void Realm. Immediately, several dragon-shaped Talismanic Incantations roared and rushed toward the Wooden Carving, bringing with them a series of whistling sounds as they tore through the air.

The Cultivators of the State of Zhao gathered here raised their heads one after another, staring unblinkingly at the Wooden Carving. In their eyes, this Wooden Carving was where their hopes lay; it was the Supreme treasure of the State of Zhao.

The Wooden Carving trembled slightly and flashed with a bright light. Immediately after, a halo of light suddenly spread out from it, colliding with those dragon-shaped Talismanic Incantations.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Amidst several loud bangs, it was as if a violent wind had swept over the dragon-shaped Talismanic Incantations. The Talismanic Incantations upon them immediately flickered uncontrollably, and in the end, a large number of them dimmed, causing more than half of the dragon-shaped Talismanic Incantations to vanish between heaven and earth.

The remaining dragon-shaped Talismanic Incantations also shrank significantly in size.

Seeing this scene, the Cultivators of the State of Zhao all immediately revealed expressions of excitement in their eyes.

"Oh? This item is quite interesting; it would be a pity to destroy it." The member of the Immortal Remnant Race flashed his gaze, looked at the Wooden Carving, and without another word, wiped his right hand in front of him. Immediately, Talismanic Incantations exuding an aura of vicissitudes materialized in the Void Realm.

These Talismanic Incantations swirled around his body, and with a movement of his body, he stepped forward.

The Wooden Carving flashed again, and as the ripples spread and touched the Talismanic Incantations outside his body, they trembled violently, unable to resist, and finally dissipated.

With a single step, the member of the Immortal Remnant Race crossed the distance and arrived beside the Wooden Carving on the summit of Mount Hengyue. He reached out with his large hand, intending to grab the Wooden Carving.

The light on the Wooden Carving immediately became blinding and suddenly spread outward, but the expression of contempt in the eyes of the member of the Immortal Remnant Race never faded. He let out a soft snort and pressed his large hand onto the Wooden Carving.

"Even if your master were to come in person, this old man would still take it as he pleases!" With a grab, the man took the Wooden Carving into his hand. After taking a look, he laughed and said, "It is indeed a treasure. If there is an opportunity in the future, this old man would like to see the junior who left this Wooden Carving behind."

The entire Heavenly Dao Sect on Mount Hengyue fell into a deep silence. All the Cultivators were silent; the symbol in their hearts had been destroyed just like that, and the end of the State of Zhao seemed unchangeable.

"For the sake of this item, this old man will not make things difficult for you. From now on, you shall become vassals of my Immortal Remnant Race; that will surely be much better than living under the Vermilion Bird Country." The member of the Immortal Remnant Race said slowly, the expression of contempt in his eyes growing deeper.

"My Wooden Carving is not something you can take." A calm voice drifted slowly from the Void Realm, and immediately after, two figures suddenly appeared from the Void Realm.

The member of the Immortal Remnant Race turned around abruptly and stared behind him. He was shocked internally; with his cultivation, for someone to have approached without him noticing was truly alarming.

The two people who appeared from the Void Realm were none other than Wang Lin and Wang Zhuo.

The moment the two of them appeared, the Cultivators of the State of Zhao within the Heavenly Dao Sect immediately recognized Wang Lin's appearance.

"Ancestral Founder!!!"

"Ancestral Founder!!!"

Shouts filled with excitement rang out from the mouths of the vast majority of the Cultivators. The sound was tremendous, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if only this sound remained between heaven and earth.

"Ancestral Founder…" Wang Lin smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

The sound of the shouting immediately rose once again.

The expression of the member of the Immortal Remnant Race became extremely ugly. The expression of contempt in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by deep wariness.

"Your Excellency…" He opened his mouth to speak, but was immediately interrupted by Wang Lin.

"Give me my Wooden Carving!" Wang Lin's voice, although calm, carried an unquestionable aura.

The member of the Immortal Remnant Race's expression was gloomy. He could not quite see through the other party's cultivation. At first glance, this person seemed to be at the Great Perfection of the Late Stage Soul Transformation, but upon closer inspection, the other party actually contained a strange power within his body. He had heard of this strange power from the elders of his race; it was the mark of the Nascent Soul Transformation stage among Cultivators.

After a moment of silence, he said nothing and raised his right hand. The Wooden Carving was immediately thrown out and flew toward Wang Lin.

The moment Wang Lin raised his hand to grab the Wooden Carving, the man's gaze turned cold, and he shouted, "Talismanic Incantation, Explode!"

In an instant, a large number of Talismanic Incantations flashed out from the Wooden Carving. These Talismanic Incantations emitted a ghostly light and exploded with a boom, forming an exceptionally powerful shockwave.

Wang Lin's expression remained as usual. He pointed his right hand forward, and immediately, those exploding Talismanic Incantations were enveloped by an invisible force, imprisoned in mid-air in the blink of an eye, and compressed into a sphere the size of a fist.

Smoke curled within this sphere, containing all the shock power generated by the self-detonation of the Talismanic Incantations.

The expression of the member of the Immortal Remnant Race changed drastically. He never expected that his attack would be neutralized by the other party so easily.

"Nascent Soul Transformation…" He muttered bitterly to himself. Without another word, he turned around and prepared to flee. He knew well that with his strength, facing a Nascent Soul Transformation stage Cultivator, he had absolutely no chance of winning and would surely die.

"Bad luck, the Ancestral Founder of a third-rank Cultivation Country is actually a Nascent Soul Transformation Old Monster! How could such a thing happen to me!" The member of the Immortal Remnant Race felt bitter in his heart. Just as he was about to flee, the world suddenly darkened. Then, with a "tear" sound, a massive spatial rift capable of crossing the Void Realm suddenly appeared where the person was retreating.

Shocked, the member of the Immortal Remnant Race could not help but pause.

"Did I say you could leave?" Wang Lin glanced at the person calmly. He reached his right hand toward the Wooden Carving, left his new Divine Sense upon it, and then threw it. The Wooden Carving flew into the distance and sank into Mount Hengyue.

"Your Excellency, according to the agreement between us, you Vermilion Bird Country abandon the third-rank cultivation Countries in exchange for us delaying our attack on the fourth-rank cultivation Countries. Could it be that you intend to break the agreement?" The member of the Immortal Remnant Race, with a gloomy expression, said slowly.

Wang Lin frowned and said, "Whose agreement is it with you? Vermilion Bird Son's?"

The member of the Immortal Remnant Race was startled. He looked at Wang Lin and said, "Since Your Excellency is a Nascent Soul Transformation Cultivator, you must know Qian Feng. This agreement was signed by Qian Feng, representing Vermilion Bird Son, together with our race's Young Clan Chief."

"Qian Feng…" Wang Lin's gaze narrowed. He had heard this name twice: once from Liu Mei, and now, this time.

"Absurd!" Wang Lin said coldly. He raised his right hand and pointed at the sphere of light that held the explosion of the Talismanic Incantations. Immediately, the sphere of light trembled, moved suddenly, turned into an afterimage, and rushed toward the member of the Immortal Remnant Race.

The man of the Immortal Remnant Race's expression changed drastically. He touched his hands to his forehead, and immediately, a cyan light flashed on his glabella. Following that, a plant with six leaves appeared, suddenly rushed out from his glabella, and collided with the sphere of light.

"Bang!"

The member of the Immortal Remnant Race's body blasted backward, and he spat out blood. However, the plant on his glabella was not only undamaged, but the cyan light upon it grew even stronger. However, this person was unwilling to prolong the battle. As he retreated, he wiped his right hand in front of him, and immediately a purple wooden staff appeared in his hand. With a point, ripples immediately appeared in the Void Realm. He leaped, intending to rush into the ripples.

That purple wooden staff was a branch of the Reincarnation Tree. After the Immortal Remnant Race processed it with secret techniques, it could communicate with the ancestral Reincarnation Tree to perform long-range teleportation within the entire Vermilion Bird Star.

Wang Lin's gaze was calm. He unhurriedly raised his right hand and lightly spat out, "Absorb!"

With a radius of one hundred zhang around the member of the Immortal Remnant Race as the center point, a large amount of clouds surged in, forming a huge ring of light. This ring of light compressed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was only three zhang in size.

The member of the Immortal Remnant Race revealed a look of horror. The ripples in front of him that possessed teleportation capabilities now lost their effect and collapsed.

A powerful force of pressure surged from all directions and landed on his body in the blink of an eye.

A feeling of despair, unprecedented, surged into his heart. His eyes were filled with panic. He formed a strange hand seal with both hands, pressed it against his chest, and with a tear, immediately carved ten bloody wounds on his chest.

A large amount of blood sprayed out. Immediately, the plant on the person's glabella rushed out, madly absorbing the blood and growing rapidly. In almost the blink of an eye, it covered the three-zhang-sized ring of light.

"If you kill me, the power of a Talismanic Incantation will remain on your body, and the Seniors of my race will kill you upon seeing it!" The man of the Immortal Remnant Race said with a ferocious expression, roaring loudly. The veins on his face bulged. Although his life-bound plant had been released, the surrounding pressure force was constant, and he was simply unable to resist.

Amidst a series of cracking sounds, the three-zhang ring of light immediately contracted to one zhang. The branches of the seven-leaved plant that extended out to support the ring of light snapped one by one. Every time one shattered, the person spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning a shade paler.

Wang Lin's expression remained as usual throughout. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Have I killed too few members of the Immortal Remnant Race? The power of a Talismanic Incantation—is this what you are talking about?"

Wang Lin pointed his right hand at his chest. Immediately, five clumps of gray qi appeared behind him. As this gray qi flickered, it turned into five gray Talismanic Incantations, flickering uncontrollably.

At the time of his Nascent Soul Transformation on the Moon Star, Wang Lin had discovered that these five strands of gray qi had appeared in his body, though he did not know when. They usually hid within the acupoints of his entire body. Not only did they cause no harm to his body, but they could also vaguely make the flow of spiritual power smoother.

The member of the Immortal Remnant Race stared at the five clumps of gray qi, his face pale. He could feel that upon this gray qi was the aura of a six-leaved Spell Caster; clearly, it was someone killed by the person before him.

Wang Lin swept a calm glance at this person and grabbed into the Void Realm with his right hand. Immediately, the ring of light contracted on a large scale. The member of the Immortal Remnant Race groaned several times. All the branches of the six-leaved object within the ring of light snapped completely. In the end, as the ring of light contracted rapidly, the person was immediately crushed into a mass of flesh and blood.

The ring of light disappeared, the flesh and blood became fragments, and dissipated into a mist of blood.

With Wang Lin's current strength, killing this person required no effort at all; he did not even need to use any Magic Treasure. After all, his Concept was different from that of Soul Transformation Cultivators; within him, the Concept possessed Immortal power.

At this moment, he had already completely stepped half a foot into the Nascent Soul Transformation stage; as long as there was enough Immortal Jade, he could undergo Nascent Soul Transformation at any time.

It was just that the quantity of Immortal Jade was truly too scarce.

Wang Lin looked at the place where the member of the Immortal Remnant Race had died, his eyes revealing a look of contemplation.

"Vermilion Bird Son actually has an agreement with the Immortal Remnant Race; this matter is somewhat strange… And that Qian Feng…" Wang Lin's gaze flashed.