But now, with the scepter of calamity and the soul gem, under their protection, he withstood the attacks and reached the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast without any pressure.

The aura of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast rushed toward him; even in its heavily wounded, slumbering state, it remained terrifyingly powerful.

"If it were in its prime, I fear a single glance would kill me."

"Such an existence that surpasses the Other Shore Realm is simply too strong."

"What a pity, even such a powerful existence is about to die."

Lin Moyu sighed inwardly. The path of cultivation seemed truly endless; having seen one mountain, he discovered there would always be an even higher one.

However, this also ignited Lin Moyu's competitive spirit; since there is a mountain, he would climb it.

Sooner or later, he would climb the highest mountain and stand at the true peak.

Lin Moyu reached out and grasped the sword.

The sword contained the terrifying will of an ancient general, and a wave of killing intent surged from the hilt, instantly sweeping through his soul.

Killing intent grew rapidly in his heart, Lin Moyu's eyes turned red, and all his thoughts were reduced to a single word: Kill!

He transformed into a monster that only knew how to slaughter.

The ancient general's killing intent was too strong, infecting Lin Moyu's own will.

But the next moment, Lin Moyu's powerful will rose from the depths of his heart.

"No, this cannot be!"

"I am Lin Moyu, I am not a puppet of slaughter, no one can control me, no!"

His soul shone brilliantly, emitting a purple radiance.

The Fifth-Grade Purple Jade Soul erupted with full power at this moment.

This was Lin Moyu's own power, his own will.

He used his will to resist the killing intent left in the sword by the ancient general.

His eyes gradually cleared, and the killing intent returned to the sword.

"That was close!"

"Fortunately, my will has been tempered by the Curse of the Tulu Realm and is strong enough."

"It is also fortunate that my soul has reached the Fifth-Grade; if it were still the previous Fourth-grade Soul, I fear I would already be dead."

Having survived another incredibly dangerous crisis, he realized that on the path of cultivation, every step is fraught with danger, and a single mistake could lead to death and the dissipation of one's Dao.

Gripping the longsword, he exerted force with his soul and pulled it out.

The slumbering Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast let out a wail, and a large amount of soul blood sprayed from the wound.

It seemed to sense the arrival of death, yet it was helpless to stop it.

It had been wounded too severely in that ancient battle, and it was only a hair's breadth away from death.

The plants on its body attacked Lin Moyu even more frantically; this was the only resistance it could offer.

The sword in its neck prevented its wounds from healing, and even after sleeping for so many years, it remained unchanged.

Lin Moyu flew to its head with the sword and stabbed down heavily.

The sword felt as if it had pierced into an incredibly tough piece of leather, and Lin Moyu saw the entire sword glowing, shining brilliantly.

The ancient general's will flowed from the sword into the head of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Roars shook the heavens and the earth.

The general's will radiated a crazed killing intent, a terrifying killing intent that Lin Moyu had never seen before.

Just a tiny bit of this killing intent would be enough to crush him to death.

The entire space was vibrating, rumbling loudly.

Above the pool, countless waves surged into the sky.

The waterfall that had flowed for countless years reversed its course at this moment, flying up into mid-air.

The Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast let out wails, and in its final moment of life, it opened its eyes.

It opened its eyes as if experiencing a final burst of life, seeing Lin Moyu.

Its eyes were filled with ferocity and hatred, as if it wanted to see clearly who exactly had killed it.

Lin Moyu's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively retreated and flew away.

The Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast looked at Lin Moyu for a few seconds.

Finally, its eyes dimmed, completely losing their luster.

The body of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast began to fade, and countless points of light flew out from within it.

At this moment, Lin Moyu heard the murmurs of countless souls, and all sorts of voices rang in his ears.

It seemed as though countless people were expressing their gratitude to him.

Lin Moyu seemed to understand something; these sounds of gratitude came from that ancient world, from the Soul Spirit Realm.

Perhaps back then, them sacrificing the entire realm was not the right thing to do.

The soul of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast dissipated completely, and Lin Moyu saw a crystal-clear gem.

"Star Core!"

A tremendous force came out of nowhere, carrying the summons of his physical body, and his soul was involuntarily sucked toward it.

Chapter 1472: Need to fly for 100,000 years to get back?

Without the power of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast shrouding him, his soul instinctively returned to his physical body.

Upon returning, Lin Moyu grabbed the Star Core of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast and took it with him.

Lin Moyu could not determine exactly how high the level of the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast was.

However, he could be certain that it definitely surpassed the Other Shore Realm.

The Star Core it left behind was of immeasurable value.

His physical body, which had been asleep for a long time, opened its eyes again, seeing the vast void and feeling the aura of the battlefield and the Great World intertwined.

Smelling the familiar scent again gave Lin Moyu a feeling of having been away for a lifetime.

This time could be considered a narrow escape from death; it was extremely dangerous.

If he did not have the scepter of calamity and the soul gem, he would likewise have been trapped within and unable to return.

For any other Divine Venerable, unless they did not enter the wind tunnel, they would have a hope of returning.

Once they entered the wind tunnel, there was no possibility of escape.

His gaze fell not far away, where the light orb supported by Xiaobao was still shrouding the three unconscious souls.

Their souls had long since lost contact with their physical bodies, and the two had become independent entities.

Their physical bodies had already been digested and consumed by the Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast.

The Soul Spirit Ancestral Beast existed between reality and illusion; it could both consume souls and digest physical bodies.

However, its consumption had a rule: it needed to consume the soul and the physical body separately.

Only when the entrant's soul and physical body completely lost contact and became independent could it consume them.

Lin Moyu sighed, "Regardless, they have finally been saved."

Arriving at the side of the light orb, Xiaobao sent out a voice of surprise, "We are back, you really succeeded!"

Lin Moyu smiled, "Yes, we are back."

Xiaobao's joy grew stronger, "This is so great, finally I can see the master again, but it's a pity that the little master is already in a coma, and I don't know when they will wake up."

Xiaobao's little master had suffered soul trauma and had fallen into a coma.

Lin Moyu could see that the injuries to the three souls were not light.

Given the human race's methods for treating souls, the situation was not very optimistic.

Lin Moyu said, "Xiaobao, withdraw the defense, I will heal their injuries."

The guileless Xiaobao trusted Lin Moyu one hundred percent at this moment and immediately withdrew its soul defense.

Lin Moyu waved his hand, sending out three white light orbs filled with the Power of Life, which landed on the three souls.

The three souls were nourished by the Power of Life, and their injuries began to heal.

As a soul artifact, Xiaobao could clearly feel the state of the souls and immediately cried out happily, "Wow, you can even heal souls."

Lin Moyu smiled slightly, "Alright, let's prepare to head back."

This place was a long distance of 60,000 light-years away from the No. 10 Starry Sky Fortress.

Lin Moyu was facing a real problem at this moment.

The beacon he had positioned was not necessarily a location that the teleportation array could receive.

The reception range of the teleportation array was only a mere 100 meters; in the vast void, this range was simply too small.

Lin Moyu brought Xiaobao and the others to the place he had positioned and took out the teleportation crystal, "Desperate times call for desperate measures, I have to try."

He crushed the teleportation crystal and then waited quietly.

Xiaobao was a bit confused, "What are you doing?"

Lin Moyu said, "Waiting for the teleportation."

"Oh!" Xiaobao seemed to understand, and since Lin Moyu said so, it trusted him completely.

The void was silent, and time ticked away second by second.

After waiting for about half a minute, a faint light suddenly lit up about 100 kilometers away from where Lin Moyu was standing, and space was twisted at the same time.

Lin Moyu had been prepared, and he immediately turned into a stream of light and flew off.

A hundred kilometers wouldn't even take 0.01 seconds.

His reaction was fast, and his speed was also fast.

Unfortunately, the faint light of the teleportation was faster; it appeared for almost an instant and then disappeared.

By the time Lin Moyu arrived, the teleportation had already ended.

Lin Moyu finally understood why Zhu Qiwu had told him that the location must be accurate.

It turned out that if the location was not accurate, it was truly impossible to return.

Xiaobao's hazy phantom looked at Lin Moyu, looking a bit confused, "What's wrong?"

Lin Moyu sighed, "My positioning had a problem, I can't teleport back, we have to find a way to return on our own."

Xiaobao asked, "Is the distance very far?"

"About 60,000 light-years, quite far, and I don't know how long it will take to fly."

At his speed of 150,000 kilometers per second, it would take a full 120,000 years to cover 60,000 light-years.

Moreover, he couldn't encounter any accidents along the way, such as running into some Starry Sky Behemoth or the like.

Otherwise, this time would be even longer.

By then, who knows how many Four Star Domain Competitions would have passed.

Lin Moyu felt a headache, then remembered something, and reached out to take out a jade tablet.

[Streamer Return Token: Consumable, after activation, it will teleport back to the nearest outpost at a speed of 100 light-years per second. Effective distance: 10,000 light-years.]

[Restrictions: Cannot be used in locked space, cannot escape barriers, cannot 0…]

He had once bought two Streamer Return Tokens; the Streamer Return Tokens would generate a resonance with various outposts, which could allow people lost in the void to return quickly.

Lin Moyu had never used this item since he bought it, and he really didn't need it in normal times.