Chapter 1294: Even among souls at the peak of the Fourth Grade, there are still many differences.

With the gains becoming his greatest motivation, Lin Moyu continued to accept the Curse of the pollen, continuing to temper his soul.

The number of pollen grains he came into contact with simultaneously increased again; he began to touch three grains of pollen at the same time, and the Curse grew stronger once more.

Once he adapted, he increased the number of pollen grains again.

Lin Moyu's adaptation speed became faster and faster, and the number of pollen grains he could touch simultaneously was also rising rapidly.

After the fifth day, Lin Moyu could already touch 10 grains of pollen simultaneously.

Touching 10 grains of pollen at the same time triggered a Curse more than five times stronger than the initial one, yet it posed no danger to Lin Moyu.

The purple light within his soul had already covered his chest and abdomen, seeming to spread toward his limbs.

At this moment, he was only 10,000 meters away from the flower.

Lin Moyu stopped in his tracks.

The moss in the 10,000-meter zone was noticeably thicker, and the quantity of pollen had also stepped up a level, becoming more numerous and dense.

The 10,000-meter zone could be considered the Core Area of the flower.

Once he entered the Core Area, Lin Moyu knew that he might no longer be able to control it easily.

If he were careless then, he would have to face the result of touching dozens or even hundreds of pollen grains simultaneously.

The power of the Curse would be extremely strong in that case, and he might not be able to withstand it.

If he used [Status Immunity], there might be no danger, but the effect of tempering his soul would be greatly diminished.

But if he stopped here, given the current pollen density, touching ten grains of pollen simultaneously was his limit.

Ten grains of pollen no longer had any effect on his soul.

Even if he were lucky and happened to touch eleven grains of pollen, the occasional instance would be useless.

He needed dozens or hundreds of touches to make his soul progress rapidly.

Lin Moyu tried to use his own power to control the pollen, but it was useless.

The pollen could not be controlled at all; it seemed that only the wind on the plains could affect the pollen.

This was the Tulu Realm, a world different from the Great World, possessing its own unique rules.

Perhaps the wind also contained mysteries that Lin Moyu could not understand.

Enter or not? If he wanted to continue improving his soul, he had to enter.

The key was how to enter.

Without having thought of a countermeasure, what would be the result of rushing in recklessly?

The sound of Buddhist chanting resonated around Lin Moyu, and the Buddha Kingdom Lich appeared once again.

Lin Moyu decisively utilized the Buddha Kingdom Lich's Truth-Peering Technique to examine the problems that might arise after he entered.

The future is uncertain, but knowing a highly probable outcome is always better than knowing nothing at all.

Lin Moyu was never pedantic; since the Truth-Peering Technique was so useful, he would naturally make the best use of it.

The Buddha Kingdom Lich activated the Truth-Peering Technique; the spell was silent and soundless, transmitting a strange fluctuation.

Fragments of the future within the Law of Fate were foreseen, appearing in Lin Moyu's mind.

Lin Moyu saw some scenes that were highly likely to occur in the future.

However, the result took Lin Moyu by surprise.

He had entered and touched dozens of pollen grains simultaneously; he began to struggle against the pollen with all his might, his entire body motionless.

Lin Moyu knew clearly that this was an inevitable result.

The pollen triggered a powerful Curse, which would inevitably cause him to fall into a stupor, unable to make any reaction.

It had been like this for the past few days, but the duration of the stupor was always very short, generally not exceeding one minute.

Moreover, he had deployed Skeleton Divine Generals outside, so he was not afraid of anything launching a sneak attack on him.

However, after entering the Core Area within 10,000 meters, everything changed.

A large amount of pollen fell onto his body, continuously triggering the Curse.

Blue light continuously emerged above his head; sometimes, before one Curse had ended, the next wave of the Curse had already begun.

Relying on [Status Immunity], Lin Moyu expelled the Curse time and again, but he unavoidably fell into the Curse again and again.

Facing a Curse that surpassed the God Venerable Realm, [Status Immunity] could only achieve expulsion after the fact, but could not achieve real-time Immunity.

Lin Moyu saw himself trapped in a state of stupor for a very long time, losing control over his body and unable to move.

At this moment, in the distance behind him, a golden light lit up.

Chapter 1451: "Do you think others will believe you?"

In the future scene, the golden light transformed into a sharp sword, wiping out the Skeleton Divine Generals he had deployed outside.

Subsequently, two people appeared in his line of sight. One person was radiant with golden light, wearing a Buddha crown, draped in a golden-threaded kasaya, stepping on an eighteen-petaled golden lotus, holding a golden alms bowl in his left hand, and grasping a string of buddhist beads in his right hand.

The other person had a hideous face, with a single horn growing on his head; lightning seemed to jump on the single horn, emitting a power that made one's heart palpitate.

After the two arrived, they launched a fierce attack on him.

Because he was affected by the Curse, he could not move.

The scene ended there, and Lin Moyu did not see the outcome.

However, it was not difficult to imagine that the outcome would not be pretty.

"A Golden Light Little Buddha of the Buddhist Clan, and a Death Curse Demon of the Demon Race, both at the Lesser God Venerable realm."

"How could they arrive together? It seems the relationship between the two races is somewhat unusual."

"It is said that the Buddhist Clan has wide connections; although they are not enemies with any race, no race is willing to make an enemy of the Buddhist Clan."

Lin Moyu's gaze became sharp, and a faint killing intent rose up.

At the same time, he also developed some interest in the golden alms bowl in the hands of that Golden Light Little Buddha.

In the scene just now, that golden alms bowl seemed to be collecting pollen.

Originally, Lin Moyu could not see them, but when the pollen entered the golden alms bowl, it was illuminated by the light of the golden alms bowl, revealing some light spots different from the others.

"That Golden Light Little Buddha's golden alms bowl seems to be able to collect pollen."

"If I use the golden alms bowl to control the collection of pollen, and then control the quantity to Curse myself."

Lin Moyu thought of a method that seemed feasible, allowing him to freely control the pollen and continue to temper his soul.

"It's truly falling asleep and having a pillow handed to me; not bad, not bad."

A smile played on Lin Moyu's lips; he stopped advancing, retreated a thousand meters, and quietly waited for the two to arrive.

The outcome of the future might be changeable, but the general direction would not change.

Small details can be changed, but major events remain unmoved.

Lin Moyu understood this principle; the Golden Light Little Buddha and the demon would not fail to come just because he did not enter this 10,000-meter zone.

Their arrival had nothing to do with whether he entered the 10,000-meter zone or not.

Connecting to Undead Vision, Lin Moyu checked the situation through the Skeleton Divine Generals deployed outside.

Very soon, two blazing and powerful Soul Fires appeared in his Undead Vision.

The Skeleton Divine Generals retreated rapidly and did not make contact with them.

He had already seen in the scene from the Truth-Peering Technique that the Skeleton Divine Generals could not stop them at all, so there was no need to throw their lives away in vain.

The two came straight toward the flower; clearly, they knew what was here.

Since that was the case, Lin Moyu was not in a hurry and just waited silently like this.

Ten minutes later, the two appeared in his line of sight.

The Golden Light Little Buddha was radiant with golden light, with rolling Buddhist aura, and a solemn appearance.

He stood in stark contrast to the jet-black, hideous-faced demon.

Lin Moyu carefully observed the Little Buddha and discovered that he was not of the human race.

He had a human face, with seven or eight points of similarity to human features.

However, his lower body was that of a fish.

What he rested on the twelve-petaled golden lotus was not legs, but a fish tail covered in scales.

"Was he once of the Starry Merman Race?" Doubts appeared in Lin Moyu's heart.

The Starry Merman Race had very little interaction with outside races and was very mysterious.

He did not expect that someone among them had joined the Buddhist Clan; it seemed the capabilities of the Buddhist Clan were far beyond his imagination.

When Lin Moyu saw the two, the two also saw Lin Moyu.

Enemies meeting are exceptionally jealous; the hatred between the human race and the Demon Race had persisted for who knew how many years.

Basically, whenever they met, they would fight to the death.

Light erupted in the eyes of the Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable, and the lightning on his single horn became even denser.

However, he did not act immediately, but turned his head to look at the Golden Light Little Buddha, seemingly asking for the Golden Light Little Buddha's opinion.

The Golden Light Little Buddha gave the Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable a look, then said aloud to Lin Moyu, "Amitabha, I did not expect to meet a friend of the human race here; it is truly a surprise."

Lin Moyu chuckled, "I also did not expect to see a Little Buddha of the Buddhist Clan and a Lesser God Venerable of the Demon Race here."

"I did not expect that the Buddhist Clan, which never makes enemies with any race, has actually joined forces with the Demon Race."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Golden Light Little Buddha's expression changed drastically, "This friend, do not spout nonsense. My Buddhist Clan is transcendent and worldly, never participating in the disputes of various races."

Lin Moyu said "Oh," and replied, "Do you think others will believe you?"

He raised the recording stone in his hand; the recording stone had captured the scene before them.

The Golden Light Little Buddha's expression became even uglier.

He had not wanted to fight Lin Moyu before, because Lin Moyu was of the human race and was not easy to provoke.

Secondly, being able to come here and remain unharmed showed that Lin Moyu's strength was very powerful.

He came here just to handle matters and did not want to cause extra trouble.

But now, Lin Moyu had forced him into a desperate situation with just two sentences.

The Buddhist Clan had always claimed to be free from worldly disputes and never participated in the struggles between various races, so they held a transcendent status in the Great World, and other races would not come to provoke them.

If other races knew that they were with the Demon Race, then their previous proclamations would be completely shattered.

The racial image established over many years would also be overturned.

Especially since he was a Little Buddha, and beside him was a Lesser God Venerable of the Demon Race.

If used carefully, it could completely create the illusion that the Buddhist Clan had already joined forces with the Demon Race.

Even if others did not fully believe it, they would still hold a grudge against the Buddhist Clan in the future.

As far as he knew, the Buddhist Clan also had some secret cooperation with the Golden Eagle Race.

Perhaps if this matter spread, it would destroy their cooperation with the Golden Eagle Race.

The Golden Light Little Buddha thought of many things in an instant, and his expression suddenly became gloomy, "Friend of the human race, you will bring disaster upon yourself by doing this. Hand over the recording stone, and I will make the decision to spare your life."

Lin Moyu chuckled, "Are you threatening me? When has our human race ever been afraid of threats?"

The Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable sneered, "Where does all this nonsense come from? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him? Dead people can't talk."

His thinking was more direct and simple; kill Lin Moyu, and that would be the end of it.

"Amitabha!" The Golden Light Little Buddha chanted a Buddhist name, "Since the benefactor is obsessed and refuses to repent, then you cannot blame this humble monk."

He gave the Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable a look; the Soul-Devouring Little Divine Venerable had been waiting for a long time, and immediately laughed out loud.