Chapter 1217: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Dominating Wuji (8)

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lü, for showing mercy!" Du Lin's face was pale. He cupped his fists slightly, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and hastily left in the rain, his figure appearing extremely desolate.

As the chief Disciple of the Seventh Stage Purple Pine Valley, he had been vigorously cultivated by the Main Sect over the past several millennia, constantly receiving Medicinal Pills and Cultivation Techniques. He had even received teachings from Great Divine Ability Cultivators. He had originally thought he stood at the Peak, but in today's battle, the opponent didn't even use any other methods; merely a single Divine Ability to extract the Star Soul was enough to defeat him!

In reality, the moment he saw his opponent extract the soul of a Cultivation Planet, he knew he was destined to lose. However, he held onto a sliver of hope that he could resist the Divine Ability somewhat, but the cruel reality descended like the rain from the sky, leaving him utterly defeated.

This mental blow filled him with bitterness. Lost and desolate in the rain, he gradually returned to where the Purple Pine Valley members were situated, sitting there silently, not uttering a single word.

Yin Yue was equally bloodless. She bit her lower lip, cupped her fists toward Wang Lin, and turned to leave. She looked just as desolate in the rain.

Mu Bingmei stared blankly at everything. She had thought she was the person who knew Wang Lin's cultivation the best, but at this moment, she realized her understanding of him was truly insignificant.

"A hundred years… I never expected him to become this strong!" Mu Bingmei's gaze fell upon Wang Lin. In that instant, he seemed somewhat unfamiliar, and for some reason, his white robes and white hair brought her an even deeper pang of sorrow.

No one here knew Wang Lin's past as she did; one could even say she knew half of Wang Lin's life—the scenes his Clone witnessed on the Vermilion Bird Star, the small Cultivator whose clan members were killed and who was forced to flee the State of Zhao, the figure who, driven by hatred, unleashed slaughter and caused rivers of blood to flow in the State of Zhao.

And the man who gradually rose to prominence on the Vermilion Bird Star, who established his reputation in the Rain Realm, and who eventually almost became the new Vermilion Bird Son—at this moment, he was already a powerhouse strong enough to shake the Star Domain with a stomp!

Li Qianmei also hadn't expected that after a hundred years apart, Wang Lin would shock her so profoundly—killing the two from the Xianyin Sect, killing Zhao Long of the Xunluan Sect, easily defeating Yun Shan, and finally, under the gaze of tens of thousands, Extracting the Star Soul in front of everyone's shock, defeating Du and Yin!

As for Wang Shanshan, she also gasped. She was most knowledgeable about Extracting the Star Soul, having even personally seen her Master perform it. Her Master once said that in the Cloud Sea Star Domain, no more than three people could extract the Star Soul!

After the Star Soul comes the Soul of the Void. This Void refers to the Starry Sky. Extracting the Starry Sky Soul of an entire Star Domain is a Third Step Great Divine Ability. Furthermore, she had heard her Master say that a legend has been passed down since ancient times regarding the Second Step of cultivation.

This legend speaks of the Four Great Divine Abilities that Second Step Cultivators can spontaneously comprehend by sensing Heaven and understanding Earth. Two of these four Divine Abilities are Shrinking the Ground into an Inch and Extracting the Star Soul!

Such Divine Abilities do not need to be learned; they can be spontaneously comprehended through Opportunity. However, those who can comprehend them are extremely rare.

The silence surrounding them continued following the departure of Du and Yin. It seemed as if no one wanted to break this seemingly eternal stillness.

The Elders of the Wuji Sect looked at Wang Lin with awe. They could not discern Wang Lin's cultivation, nor could they see through his Divine Abilities. Whether it was the previous Finger of the Sky, the surging Heaven and Earth Fire, or the most shocking Extracting the Star Soul—all these scenes caused the Elders to feel that Wang Lin was unfathomable.

They did not know what other Divine Abilities he possessed, but they had a feeling that all the Divine Abilities he had displayed so far were far from his limit. This person still harbored too many secrets, too many surprises and shocks.

"Seventh Stage Star Domain, is there anyone else who wishes to spar with me?" Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the ancient aura that permeated the heaven and earth slowly dissipated, seemingly merging back into the earth, returning the extracted soul to the Cultivation Planet.

The ground trembled slightly, then gradually returned to normal, as if everything that had occurred was merely an illusion and had never existed.

However, the rain descending from the heavens and the occasional flashes of lightning clearly reminded all the Cultivators present of the reality and terror of the previous scene.

Wang Lin's words did not break the surrounding silence; rather, his voice seemed to be the very source that enforced the Cultivators' stillness. As his voice echoed in the rain, the silence deepened.

Absolute silence often gives rise to an invisible pressure, and at this moment, the source of this pressure was Wang Lin's figure. He stood there, his tall posture enhanced by his white robes, making the pressure even heavier.

No one stepped forward again. They simply stared silently at the platform mountain, at the man in the rain who seemed capable of reaching the heavens. At this moment, Wang Lin's appearance and Wang Lin's demeanor were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, something they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

"Fellow Daoist Lü injured three of my Wuji Sect Disciples who were preparing to participate in the eighth-rank sect Grand Competition. This matter requires an explanation for this old man!" In this silence, an aged voice slowly rang out. It was the Wuji Sect Master, the white-robed old man, whose eyes were like lightning as he stared at Wang Lin and spoke slowly.

His gaze was substantial, like two Sword Rays, pressing directly toward Wang Lin. The instant his gaze focused, the thunder in the sky rumbled, yet seemed to collectively avoid the platform, not daring to approach. Even the rain stopped falling at this moment, bizarrely suspended in mid-air.

It seemed as if, in this instant, the operation of all heaven and earth had ceased!

All of this was merely due to the gaze of the white-robed old man! The power of his gaze alone could achieve such earth-shattering effects, something absolutely impossible for a nirvana shattering Cultivator to do. Only someone who had experienced the Heaven-Man Tribulation could achieve this!

Wang Lin's sensation was the most profound. As that gaze focused upon him, he immediately felt as if, in that instant, everything in heaven and earth had become the opponent's property, merging into his gaze. Wherever that gaze passed, heavenly might descended.

Under this heavenly might, the thunder naturally had to avoid him, and the rain naturally had to pause. Even Wang Lin's own mind shook violently under this single gaze.

The injuries suppressed within his body immediately showed signs of erupting, but Wang Lin's expression remained normal. His eyes flashed with brilliant light, colliding with the gaze of the white-robed old man on the distant viewing platform.

In this very instant, heaven and earth suddenly roared. Rumbles shook the world, echoing throughout the surroundings. A frantic pressure swept violently outwards the moment their gazes met.

The Cultivators around the periphery of the platform immediately felt a fierce wind howling, as if they themselves had become solitary boats amidst raging waves. They subconsciously circulated the power within their bodies, feeling that if they did not, they would be swallowed by this pressure.

A cold light flashed in Li Qianmei’s eyes. A burst of Evil Qi erupted from within her body, intending to merge into the pressure and lend Wang Lin a hand. But the instant her aura spread out, the white-robed old man raised his right hand and waved it forward. Immediately, heaven and earth roared, and Li Qianmei's dispersed aura suddenly rolled back, suppressed within seven inches of her body, unable to escape!

Mu Bingmei’s eyes showed coldness. She similarly circulated her entire vital energy, revealing her nirvana shattering cultivation. As she formed a Hand Seal with her right hand, preparing to strike, she also immediately felt an irresistible pressure descend upon her, forcing her dispersed cultivation back, unable to emerge again.

The Wuji Sect Master's formidable cultivation was displayed throughout the heaven and earth at this moment. To be able to become the Master of a sect, especially the Master of an eighth-rank Star Domain sect, his cultivation was absolutely extraordinary!

Mu Bingmei's face was pale. She could sense the murderous intent contained within the Wuji Sect Master's pressure. Although she knew this killing intent was likely feigned, worry clouded her judgment, preventing her from analyzing it thoroughly. Under that pressure, she formed a strange Imprint with her hands; this was the Legacy method passed down through generations for the Kunxu Saintess!

The moment this Hand Seal appeared, a phantom shadow of a Glazed Treasure Vase immediately manifested outside Mu Bingmei's body and violently shook outwards. Rumbles echoed, and it actually forced the restraining pressure away. Her body swayed, and she suddenly stepped out, though her complexion became even paler.

If she hadn't been injured, she could have perfectly displayed this Legacy Divine Ability, but now, with her Physical Body having collapsed and her Primordial Spirit having suffered damage, forcibly circulating it this time made her injuries even heavier.

This scene surprised the white-robed old man. Just then, Li Qianmei also erupted with an astonishing aura, which contained a sense of strangeness within the monstrous Evil Qi. It seemed as if a burst of Demonic Qi spread out from within her body, transforming into an earth-shattering force that forcibly tore open the white-robed old man's pressure, allowing Li Qianmei to rush out from within.

Floating in front of her was a Jade Slip. This Jade Slip was precisely the item gifted to her by that mysterious person from the Demon Sect before he left!

All of this happened in a flash of lightning. The instant Li Qianmei and Mu Bingmei rushed out, Wang Lin lifted his right foot and took a step forward. With this step, his entire being merged into the heaven and earth, seemingly becoming one with the Cultivation Planet. A feeling of ancientness instantly permeated his entire body.

"You don't need to step forward." As he walked, Wang Lin waved his right hand forward. Immediately, a mighty force whistled out, gently landing on Li Qianmei and Mu Bingmei, halting the momentum of the two women.

"I have fought those who have undergone the First Heavenly Human Decay!" In that instant, golden light burst forth from Wang Lin's body. This golden light was like the rising sun; while gentle, it also carried a sharpness and ferocity capable of tearing through the darkness. The moment it spread, the lightning that had previously avoided the heaven and earth in front of Wang Lin gathered again, and the rain that had stopped mid-air trembled. It seemed as if the heaven and earth had resumed operation, and the rain immediately poured down.

A soft exclamation of surprise came from the white-robed old man. He stood up, and the moment his body rose, the rain instantly collapsed, turning into a sheet of white vapor that shot into the sky.

"I can participate in the eighth-rank Star Domain Grand Competition battle, but you must also give me an explanation regarding the Guiyuan Sect!" Wang Lin instantly saw through the white-robed old man's intentions; his murderous intent was merely a feigned distraction!

A sharp light flashed in the white-robed old man's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips. He was about to speak, but suddenly his expression changed, and he abruptly looked up into the distance.

Rumbles suddenly shook the heaven and earth. A Long Arc of Light whistled in from the distance, carrying an aura of neither joy nor sorrow. As it descended, a deep voice came from the sky.

"Do you dare accept one Divine Ability from this old man?"

"Grand Elder!" Everyone from the Wuji Sect immediately stood up, cupped their fists in welcome, their expressions extremely respectful.

Wang Lin looked up, his entire body radiating golden light like the rising sun emerging from the sea, dazzling and alarming. He stared at the rapidly approaching Long Arc of Light, and even his eyes turned golden.

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