Chapter 1415: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Granting the Dao (Second Update)

"If I assume that this Ye Mo is indeed Gu, then the other methods the Immortal Emperor thought of are likely related to Gu! The Immortal Emperor set up a scheme, drawing the dao ancient from the world he resided in… his goal was to plot against the dao ancient, and even the Three Races, intending to use them instead of Dao Spirits to nurture the Heavenly Dao!"

"A person like the Immortal Emperor must act with absolute certainty. Since he could set up a scheme to lure the dao ancient, he should have succeeded… but why was the Heavenly Dao killed in the end…"

"Also, back then in the Alliance Star Domain, when I was Undergoing Tribulation, I accidentally opened a spatial Rift. My Divine Sense entered it and saw a strange world, where there were statues of many Ancient Gods, Ancient Demons, and Ancient Fiends… What place was that? Is it related to this Ancient Tomb, and is it related to the Seven-Colored Daoist…"

"Furthermore, the Vermilion Birds of every generation were almost all Seal-ed, with the spearhead pointing directly at the Venerable Master's teacher… Who is the Venerable Master's teacher…"

"And that Silver-Robed Woman, upon seeing the statue of the Seven-Colored Daoist, immediately screamed and went mad, constantly claiming that the door wasn't opened by her… What door was it exactly, and why did the Seven-Colored Daoist become so enraged and start slaughtering after it was opened…"

"Could this door be the door used to nurture the Heavenly Dao? Or is it a door used to Seal and trap his enemy? Or… a door leading to another world?"

"Or perhaps, everything I've guessed is completely wrong…" Wang Lin frowned deeply. Based on these various clues, this was as far as his analysis could go. Whether it was correct or not, he didn't know himself.

"When the Fifth-Stage Tomb Platform took shape, the person who called himself dao ancient Ye Mo once said that if his clansmen could enter the Reincarnation Gate to obtain the Legacy, those who were not his clansmen should take the Netherworld and leave… What is the Netherworld…"

Wang Lin rubbed his glabella, his eyes flickering.

"Regardless, the existence of this Ancient Burial Ground must be greatly related to the Seven-Colored Daoist. Is this the place he left behind to nurture the Heavenly Dao… or is it truly the Legacy ground left behind by dao ancient Ye Mo before his death… This place is called the Tomb of Gu… does it refer to the tomb of dao ancient Ye Mo…" The more he pondered, the more tangled Wang Lin's thoughts became, unable to find a clear thread.

After a long while, he sighed softly, no longer pondering these irritating matters. His gaze flashed, and he looked at the withered trees remaining on the periphery of the surrounding ground.

"If my guess is correct, the trees here were likely planted by someone to absorb the Ancient God Qi within the Ancient God's Skull at the same time the skull was Seal-ed by the statues."

"The reason they all withered and died is that the Ancient God Qi inside the skull dissipated completely over the long years. Without nourishment, these trees naturally withered. When Greed Wolf arrived here, he only saw one Wood Spirit, suggesting only this one remained. If Greed Wolf hadn't come, perhaps after a little more time, that last tree would have withered too.

From this, it can also be seen that besides Greed Wolf, no one has been here for a very long time, including the person who planted the trees back then, who likely never returned after planting them…"

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. After a moment of contemplation, determination appeared in his eyes. He sat cross-legged on the glabella of the skull, took a deep breath, and performed Hand Seals. A large number of Restrictions whistled out, spreading across the sky and forming a defense.

He even manifested the Thunder Diagram in the sky, deeply concealing it. The Nine-Colored Flames also spread across the sky, and even the Blood Sword was waved out by Wang Lin and hidden within the curtain of the sky.

These preparations, interwoven together, formed a powerful Killing Array. If anyone rashly broke in, they would immediately crash headlong into this Killing Array.

Having established the defenses, Wang Lin didn't hesitate. The Ancient God Power throughout his body immediately circulated, gradually flowing down his body and into the skull beneath him.

This skull was like a bottomless pit. Despite the Ancient God Power pouring in from Wang Lin, there was no change whatsoever. Time passed bit by bit, and Wang Lin did not stop, constantly maintaining the flow of Ancient God Power into the skull.

Gradually, the Ancient God Star Point on his glabella flickered. Surrounded by six star points, a denser Ancient God Power surged out.

Several hours later, as Wang Lin resolutely used his own Ancient God Power as nourishment, he clearly saw that the Ancient God's Skull beneath him seemed slightly different. The surrounding withered trees, as if nourished, gradually emitted faint traces of vitality.

However, if he wanted all the trees to regain their vitality, not only would it consume too much time, but Wang Lin's Ancient God Power would also be insufficient.

After a brief consideration, Wang Lin gave up on reviving them all. Instead, he concentrated his Ancient God Power and, through the skull, enveloped nineteen withered trees, supplying them with full effort.

Time flowed by. Gradually, the nineteen trees slowly transformed from their withered state, gaining more and more vitality. The base of their trunks recovered their original color, slowly spreading upward.

This process was rather monotonous. While maintaining the influx of Ancient God Power, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed at his glabella. With a rumble, the Heavenly Emperor Furnace materialized and floated before him.

This Heavenly Emperor Furnace could be large or small; currently, it was only ten zhang wide. Inside, it was murky, and faint shrieks could be heard. Wang Lin, multitasking, performed Hand Seals and pointed at the furnace.

Immediately, the murkiness inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace dissipated, revealing to Wang Lin a black Sea of Poison within the furnace. The seawater was deathly silent, without a single ripple, and contained a large number of Incense Souls tainted by poison.

"Refine!" Wang Lin pointed his right hand forward. Immediately, the Sea of Poison within the furnace seemed to ignite, emitting a muffled roar, and large waves rose, forming a massive Vortex that spun thunderously.

"This sea was poisoned by the bizarre tongue of Venerable Great Desolation and contains the Incense Souls of Daoist Master Wonderful Sound. After I refine it, it will become a powerful Poison Treasure!"

Wang Lin's expression was calm as he began the refinement.

The seawater inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace roared louder, and the countless Incense Souls within emitted bursts of mournful shrieks. The sound was extremely piercing, but blocked by the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, it was considerably fainter when transmitted to the outside world.

The rumbling continued. Gradually, a large amount of black mist floated up from this endless Sea of Poison. This black mist, the gaseous form of the refined seawater, slowly filled the entire Heavenly Emperor Furnace.

However, this black mist could not dissipate; it only accumulated more and more. Finally, when the mist reached a certain density, it suddenly turned into patches of black clouds, and drops of black rain descended from them, falling into the sea.

This scene seemed to form a cycle, but in reality, when the seawater transformed into rain, a lot of it was lost. This lost poisonous water did not vanish into thin air; instead, it condensed, making the poison within the seawater even stronger!

Before long, the black clouds inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace grew denser, and the rain poured down heavily, causing the waves to crash loudly. Under Wang Lin's continuous refinement, the seawater slowly diminished. Three days later, despite the continuous rainfall, the entire sea surface had dropped by nearly half.

The color of the seawater was now pitch-black, so much so that even Divine Sense could not penetrate it. The poison within was even more terrifying.

Seeing that nothing unusual was happening and the Sea of Poison was steadily being refined, Wang Lin relaxed. He waved his right hand, and immediately the Sea of Poison inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace vanished, replaced by another realm.

This realm was also filled with endless seawater, but the color of the sea was purple, containing many extremely rare Incense Souls.

The body of Venerable Ling Dong sat cross-legged at the bottom of the seawater, performing Hand Seals, frantically refining these Incense Souls, attempting to change them all to dedicate their Incense to him.

Behind Venerable Ling Dong was a massive statue. That statue was the Demon God Statue of his Ling Dong Clan. With its arms wrapped around itself, the statue emitted ten thousand rays of light. All the Incense Souls enveloped by the light showed expressions of confusion and struggle.

A small number of Incense Souls seemed to have already been changed, dedicating their Incense, which Venerable Ling Dong absorbed. Ling Dong's face was flushed, concealing excitement.

Wang Lin frowned slightly upon seeing this. These Incense Souls belonged to Daoist Master Wonderful Sound. Changing them would take a long time, even for Ling Dong. Although Wang Lin was not in a hurry, within this Ancient Tomb, if Venerable Ling Dong could speed up the absorption and successfully step into the Third Step, it would be of great help to Wang Lin.

Pondering, Wang Lin separated a trace of his Primordial Spirit and merged it into the Heavenly Emperor Furnace. Suddenly, Wang Lin's figure materialized above the purple ocean within the furnace.

"Gu Slave!"

A dignified voice echoed within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace. Ling Dong, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the sea, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing an expression of fervent respect. His body leaped up and, amidst the roaring of the sea surface, he flew out immediately.

Tens of zhang away from Wang Lin, Ling Dong knelt on his knees in mid-air and whispered, "Gu Slave Ling Dong greets Master. I wonder what matter Master has summoned Gu Slave to attend to!"

The figure Wang Lin had materialized stared coldly at Venerable Ling Dong, and after a long silence, slowly spoke, "I grant you a technique. With your cultivation, you should be able to learn it quickly. Use this technique to quickly assimilate the Incense here and step into the true Third Step!"

Venerable Ling Dong suddenly looked up, the fervor in his eyes intensifying. He had cultivated the Dao his entire life just to become a Third Step Mighty Figure, but unfortunately, due to Incense constraints, he had been halted for life. Now, setting aside the fact that he was refined by Wang Lin's Dream Dao and the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, even without these, if Wang Lin could give him such immense good fortune, he would willingly carry out Wang Lin's commands!

As long as he achieved the Dao, he would spare no effort!

Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed forward. Immediately, a Brand shot straight toward Ling Dong's glabella. Ling Dong did not dodge at all, allowing the Brand to deeply penetrate his forehead with a boom, entering his Primordial Spirit.

"Daoist Magic, Fusion! Comprehend this technique as quickly as possible!"

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze. He was extremely satisfied with having subdued Venerable Ling Dong. With the Heavenly Emperor Furnace and his various methods, he wasn't afraid of the other party betraying him.

"If I could meet another Third Step Mighty Figure in the Early Stage of void nirvana, with Ling Dong assisting, it wouldn't be difficult to fight them… If I could capture and refine them to become another Gu Slave…" Wang Lin's heart stirred. The figure formed by his Divine Sense disappeared from the sea and sky, returning to his main body.

At the same time, outside this Ancient Tomb, the Muscular Man of the Feng Tian Wolf Clan stepped onto his Fifth-Stage Tomb Platform and broke through the endless mist with unstoppable momentum, gradually getting closer and closer to his goal.

"It's not far now. In three more days, I can reach that place! If I can obtain nine such leaves, combined with my clan's Divine Ability, I can make the Feng Tian Wolf Dao stay by my side permanently, sealing its return path and making it serve me! At that time, although my cultivation will still be in the Early Stage of void nirvana, I will be the strongest among those in the Early Stage of void nirvana!" Excitement flashed in the eyes of the Muscular Man of the Feng Tian Wolf Clan as he controlled the Tomb Platform to move faster and faster.