Chapter 1412: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Three Killing Intents

Deep within the sea of mist, a colossal arm descended continuously with a whistling sound, ignoring the rapid pulling of the surrounding mist. Its speed exceeded lightning, and the whistling sound spread in all directions, only to be absorbed by the mist, muffled and unable to travel far.

However, the descent of this arm did not seem to be in a straight line; rather, it was slightly tilted…

Wang Lin's body, from the chest down, was being gripped by the palm. Intense pain radiated through him, yet those fingers did not exert any further force, as if they only intended to hold him captive.

Great Desolation Superior, who had occupied the Physical Body of Myriad Sound Dao Venerable and suppressed his Primordial Spirit, sat cross-legged tightly within the palm, eyes flickering with a gloomy expression.

Within this palm, which was tens of thousands of zhang in size, three stone platforms had also been pulled in: the tomb platforms of Wang Lin, Myriad Sound Dao Venerable, and Great Desolation Superior!

These tomb platforms were not heavily damaged, only appearing with many cracks, clearly indicating that the palm did not intend to crush them.

A cold glint flashed in Great Desolation Superior's eyes. He raised his right hand, forming his fingers into a claw, surrounded by black Qi and containing deadly poison. With a cold snort, he was about to press his fingers into the massive palm, but just then, Wang Lin suddenly spoke.

"Senior, hold your hand!"

Great Desolation Superior frowned. Struggling against the violent tearing force of the descending palm, he raised his head to look at Wang Lin.

"Senior has just performed Possession and has not yet fully adapted to this Myriad Sound Clone; your mind is a bit chaotic… This strange arm is not descending in a straight line…"

As Wang Lin spoke, faint thumping sounds emerged from within his body. His body, which had been hundreds of zhang tall, rapidly shrank in the blink of an eye, returning to the size of a normal person.

The moment his body shrank, Wang Lin dropped down, allowing the arm's five fingers to close, emitting a heaven-shaking sound.

Landing in the palm of the arm, a strange light flickered in Wang Lin's eyes. He rubbed his brow with his right hand, seemingly casually, and slowly spoke.

Great Desolation Superior was by no means an ordinary Cultivator; he was deep and calculating. Now, as if awakened by Wang Lin's words, he noticed this subtle detail: the arm was indeed not descending in a straight line, but was tilted.

"Senior, if you irritate this strange arm, I fear it will immediately clench its fist. By then, it will be difficult for the two of us to resist…"

Wang Lin retreated a few steps quite casually. He lowered his right hand, which had been rubbing his brow, and let it hang by his side. During the process of lowering it, his body retreated another few zhang.

"What do you mean!" Great Desolation Superior, having possessed the Myriad Sound Clone, revealed his true, hideous appearance as his face twisted.

Within the giant fist, as the five fingers closed, they did not clench tight, leaving a large gap like a small continent. As Wang Lin retreated, he sat cross-legged about a hundred zhang away from Great Desolation Superior. Right in front of him, he retrieved his own tomb platform and that of Myriad Sound Dao Venerable. Although his face was pale, his eyes shone with brilliance.

"Junior just observed the trajectory of the giant hand's descent and has a vague guess. If this guess is wrong, it won't be too late for us to work together to find a way out… But if my guess is true, perhaps the appearance of this giant hand is not necessarily a bad thing for us!" Wang Lin said slowly.

As he spoke, Wang Lin raised his right hand and said, "If it really wanted to capture the two of us, this arm should have descended in a straight line!"

"But it is clearly tilted right now, so it can only be…" Wang Lin lowered his right hand, tilting it backward. After tilting it to a certain degree behind him, he suddenly threw his right hand forward, and a bit of bloody light spread slightly outside his body. "Like this!"

Great Desolation Superior's eyes narrowed. He did not stop Wang Lin from taking away Myriad Sound Dao Venerable's tomb platform. With a wave of his right hand, he retrieved his own tomb platform and fell into deep thought. In an instant, he had an epiphany and glanced at Wang Lin.

"You are smarter than an old bird!"

"It has nothing to do with being smart; it is just a guess." Wang Lin shook his head.

As the two conversed, the giant arm holding them, after tilting to a certain degree, suddenly shuddered as if it had stopped within the mist. The whistling sound vanished in an instant, and the surroundings immediately became silent!

Wang Lin's expression was grave, his mind filled his entire body, and he was like a bow pulled straight, waiting to see if his guess was correct!

Great Desolation Superior was clearly convinced by Wang Lin's guess; at this moment, he too had a stern expression, ready to strike!

Just then, a sharp, ear-piercing roar suddenly erupted. After a pause, the giant arm moved, accompanied by a muffled roar coming from the deepest part of the mist sea below!

It was just like a giant holding a stone in his right hand, tilting his arm back for a split second, and then throwing it forward with great force! Under that sudden, heaven-shaking whistling sound, the giant arm was thrown forward crazily!

The power of this throw was indescribable. Because it was so fast, the mist it broke through seemed to turn into sharp blades, crashing down upon Wang Lin and Great Desolation Superior.

The arm formed an arc, and the moment it swung to its limit, it released its five fingers. With a boom, Wang Lin and Great Desolation Superior were thrown like stones deep into the Ancient Tomb by the giant!

The great force of the arm turned into a powerful impact, directly propelling their bodies forward at a speed exceeding that of a Third Step expert.

This speed was too fast. If Wang Lin did not have the Physical Body of an Ancient God, he would have been crushed by the invisible mist ahead instantly upon being thrown! Although the mist was intangible, when the speed reached a certain level, this intangible substance could become the hardest object in the world!

Wang Lin's whole body made thumping sounds, and blood sprayed out, but his body instantly broke through layers of mist, being thrown deep into the distance. Wang Lin had anticipated this and was well prepared. Almost the instant the arm threw him, his body, which had been like a drawn bow, suddenly snapped open. He circulated his origin energy, and while layers of defense spread out, a Light Shadow Shield materialized outside his body.

Even as he was being thrown, he stomped his right foot hard against the palm. Borrowing the other party's force and adding his own recoil force, the two powers merged, and his speed suddenly surpassed Great Desolation Superior! He rushed past him, nearly a fraction faster, and disappeared into the mist first.

This stomp was ingenious. If Wang Lin had not used the method of proving the Dao through strength from the Black Tortoise clan, he would never have dared to stomp on the palm at such extreme speed. If one did not know how to borrow the recoil force for oneself, the consequences would be destruction!

Although Great Desolation Superior was injured, Wang Lin also had injuries, and Wang Lin could not yet determine if this person was a friend or foe. Taking this Opportunity to leave was the best choice.

In fact, if the other party were not so calculating and had not intended to attack the arm earlier, Wang Lin would not have wanted to reveal his guess. Wang Lin even suspected that the other party might have long since seen the clues of the arm's descent and deliberately performed the previous actions!

As for the specifics, Wang Lin had no time to analyze them in detail, so he simply left!

Great Desolation Superior's speed was also extremely fast. After being thrown by the arm, he sped like a meteor. Seeing that Wang Lin was actually faster than him, flashing past him, a strange light flickered in his eyes, and his right hand, which had formed a mark at some unknown time, slowly relaxed.

"This person is cautious and resourceful… Just now, my three killing intents were all cleverly resolved by him… I intended to poison him when he was weak after being thrown, but he saw through the clues and actually used the force to escape!" Great Desolation Superior's expression was gloomy, and his figure disappeared into the mist.

Wang Lin's speed was extremely fast, with the mist roaring towards him. The Light Shadow Shield outside his body collapsed and reformed time and time again, and the Restriction defenses he had set up crumbled layer by layer. The great force pushing his body forward did not slightly dissipate until half an hour later.

After his speed slowed down and the mist ahead could no longer harm his body, Wang Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked back, and cold light flickered in his eyes.

After a while, Wang Lin turned around and took out his tomb platform. After sitting cross-legged on it, he took out Myriad Sound Dao Venerable's tomb platform. He raised his right hand and struck it hard. Myriad Sound Dao Venerable's tomb platform immediately roared, and all the numerical runes on it were shaken out. With a wave of Wang Lin's large hand, all these runes surged over and landed on his own tomb platform.

As the runes merged, Wang Lin's tomb platform vibrated violently. Under the flickering light, it suddenly expanded, rapidly growing from three thousand zhang, and finally, it shockingly became four thousand zhang in size!

Its color had completely turned black! It seemed to be merging with the mist!

Fourth-tier tomb platform!

Wang Lin did not pause. He grabbed at the void with his right hand again, and saw nearly a hundred more runes appearing out of thin air. These runes came from the Cultivators who had died within the collapsed Seal, which Wang Lin had cleverly collected at some unknown time.

He took them out now and merged them one by one into the fourth-tier tomb platform. The roaring sound rose again, and this fourth-tier tomb platform vibrated once more. Its size suddenly expanded rapidly again, and in the blink of an eye, it became five thousand zhang!

Looking from afar, this five-thousand-zhang tomb platform was incomparably massive, very astonishing!

Myriad Sound Dao Venerable's tomb platform was originally very close to the fourth tier, and with Wang Lin's nearly one hundred runes added, it made his tomb platform reach the fifth tier!

Sitting cross-legged on it, Wang Lin immediately felt strands of something resembling Divine Sense drilling out from the tomb platform and rushing towards his body. He had experienced this before, so he was not surprised. If one observed closely, slowly, the map existing in his mind was suddenly opened by two more sections!

The five maps connected together, lifting nearly half of the veil of this Ancient Tomb!

After Wang Lin found his location, his eyes couldn't help but narrow!

"I actually arrived here!!"

In just half an hour, the giant hand's throw had caused Wang Lin to directly cross the previous three maps within this mist, and even travel through the fourth map, appearing at the end of the fifth map!

Here, he had completely left the outer perimeter of the Ancient Tomb and entered its interior!

On that fifth map, not far from where Wang Lin was, there was the shape of a leaf, marking the existence of a forest… This forest was familiar to Wang Lin; it was exactly where Greedy Wolf had obtained the Ancient Breath Leaf!

Likewise, it was exactly here that Greedy Wolf had seen the statue that made the Silver-Robed Woman scream in terror!

Seven-colored statue!

Thanks to classmate Mu Xiaocao for joining the ranks of the renegade immortal Hundred Alliance, becoming famous in the Outer Realm, and bestowing a great Opportunity upon Wang Lin in the Ancient Tomb. Er Gen is deeply honored and presents a Kunji Whip, with everything unspoken.