Chapter 1426: Peak of the Cloud Sea Legacy (Part Two)

Wang Lin sat on the stone platform chair, with Ling Dong and Zhou Jin still kneeling before him. They clearly sensed that the pressure emanating from Wang Lin had reached an earth-shattering degree. This pressure terrified and shocked them, making them dare not look up.

They also couldn't see the fresh red blood flowing from beneath Wang Lin's left eye… The Legacy, in fact, had already begun the moment Wang Lin sat in that chair… Time slowly flowed by. Wang Lin sat there, motionless, the images in his mind continuing to flash by, scene after scene.

Within the images, countless years seemed to have passed. All the Cultivators around the stone platform were silent, with only the faint flames of the human lamps burning endlessly, vaguely shrouding the surroundings in an illusion.

On this day, a figure clad in a seven-colored Daoist robe arrived from an unknown place, appearing within this quiet palace. This person stood before the middle-aged Cultivator holding an umbrella and remained silent for a long time.

"I have taken three disciples in my life… you are the best…" The seven-colored Cultivator sighed lightly, walked past the middle-aged scholar, and stood before Li Guang, who held a bow and maintained his posture from when he was alive.

"I will fulfill the promise I made to you… This bow will be returned to your Sect after the Heavenly Dao matures…" The seven-colored Cultivator took the heaven-shaking bow from Li Guang's hands. But at this very moment, his expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, he directly took a step forward, his speed reaching its limit!

"Ancient Dao, No Immortal!" In the images within Wang Lin's mind, this ancient phrase suddenly appeared. The moment these words appeared, a change that Wang Lin could not comprehend suddenly occurred!

Just this one phrase, these four words, made the seven-colored Cultivator's expression change again.

"You're not dead!!" The seven-colored Cultivator's body was surrounded by seven-colored light. As he retreated, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and with a single step, he vanished without a trace.

The images in Wang Lin's mind dissipated. His entire body trembled, the confusion in his eyes vanished, and he gradually regained consciousness. The instant he awoke, the borrowed Aura within him rapidly surged, as if wanting to disperse from his body, return to the chair, and vanish into the heavens and earth.

Furthermore, in this instant, an incomparably powerful repulsive force suddenly erupted from this chair, as if to push Wang Lin off it. It was as if a will existed within this chair, asserting that no second person, apart from the original owner, was qualified to sit upon it!

Wang Lin's sitting down earlier was because this will had not awakened. But as Demonic Qi and Devilish Qi integrated into Wang Lin's body, as those scenes appeared in his mind, and as he awoke after the images collapsed, this will awakened!

After this will awakened, this repulsive force surged forth, not only to push Wang Lin away but also to reclaim the Qi that had previously flowed into Wang Lin's body!

It was as if this Qi, this will, did not permit Wang Lin to possess it!

Wang Lin's expression was grim. He had no time to think, but subconsciously wanted to permanently keep the Qi within his body, not allowing it to dissipate. This immediately caused a fierce conflict with the chair!

Under that powerful repulsive force, Wang Lin roared, his facial veins bulging. He desperately solidified his body, not allowing himself to leave the chair by even half an inch! He had a feeling that once he was shaken off the chair, the borrowed Aura within him would instantly collapse. To retain it, he absolutely had to remain seated in this chair!

Time slowly flowed, one breath, two breaths, three breaths!

In just three breaths, Wang Lin seemed to have reached his limit. The Yuan Power within his body circulated rapidly, desperately resisting the increasingly powerful repulsive force. At the same time, he frantically absorbed the borrowed Aura.

Due to its awakening, the Ancient God Star Points on his glabella had returned to six. But now, as he rapidly absorbed, the seventh star point was vaguely blurring, about to appear!

Furthermore, within his right eye, Ancient Demon Power circulated, showing signs of forming a Demon Star!

Fourth breath!

The instant Wang Lin forcefully resisted for four breaths, his mind boomed. All nine maps that had appeared in his mind due to the tomb platform's advancement collapsed. With the collapse of the maps, he saw that beneath them, there was an boundless area, an area composed of six maps!

Beneath these six maps, there was indeed another heaven and earth!

That expanse of heaven and earth was composed of three maps!

This Ancient Tomb was definitely not just the current layer, but three layers! Everyone who had entered the Ancient Tomb at this moment was merely in the first layer. The entrance to the second layer was precisely behind Wang Lin, the oval light mass above the chair!

And this chair, if the first layer of the Ancient Tomb were likened to a Formation, then this chair was the very core and hub of the Formation!

At this instant, Wang Lin also saw that the second layer was filled with countless mournful souls. What terrified him even more was that among these souls, a few actually exuded a powerful pressure comparable to Daoist Blue Dream!

Even in the depths of the second layer, there was a vague area where an indescribable, heaven-shaking Aura existed as if in slumber. Once one entered the second layer, it would inevitably cause the awakening of this powerful existence. At that time, even with the cultivation of Daoist Blue Dream, one's life and death would likely be unpredictable!

This was merely the second layer; there was also a third layer!

Wang Lin sat on this chair, as if sitting in the core of the Formation. His Divine Sense fused with the Formation, passing through the second layer and seeing the third layer. But the moment his Divine Sense entered, a roar, as if suppressed for countless tens of thousands of years, boomed out from within the third layer.

Wang Lin's Divine Sense immediately collapsed amidst this roar!

But despite the collapse, he still saw a gigantic heart on the middle map among the three maps in the third layer!

That heart thumped, emitting a Legacy Qi that Wang Lin was certain of. He even had a feeling that as long as his body touched that heart, he could completely obtain the dao ancient Legacy!

And the Qi that had previously surged into his body from the chair he was currently sitting on was precisely transmitted from this heart, connected to the chair through a peculiar method, and flowed into his body.

Now, this Qi was rapidly being absorbed away. Once it completely left his body, Wang Lin would have to break into the second layer, then the third layer, to obtain that Legacy!

Such an action, let alone him, not a single Cultivator currently in the Ancient Tomb could accomplish!

All sorts of thoughts flashed through Wang Lin's mind. His eyes revealed madness, and he made up his mind: he absolutely could not let this borrowed Qi dissipate from his body!

Fifth breath!

Wang Lin's eyes glowed red, revealing a fierce expression. The seventh Ancient God Star Point on his glabella frantically absorbed the borrowed Aura!

"Once it enters my body, it is Wang Lin's possession! How can it come and go as it pleases?!"

As Wang Lin regained consciousness, the pressure emanating from Ling Dong and Zhou Jin also quickly dissipated, making the two seem to gain the courage to look up. Zhou Jin struggled, about to raise his head.

At this very instant, Wang Lin, without hesitation, suddenly raised his right hand. Using the Qi that had not yet completely dissipated within his body, he transformed it into a lightning-like finger and, with a boom, pointed it at Zhou Jin's glabella.

As the finger landed, Zhou Jin spat out fresh blood and was sent flying backward. A rune clearly appeared in his glabella!

The Rune of the Ancient Slave!

"You two, on either side, sacrifice your incense power to form all your strength, Seal this chair, and aid my Legacy! Quickly!" Wang Lin's words were extremely fast. The moment they left his mouth, he immediately closed his eyes, rapidly sealing himself to prevent the borrowed Aura from dissipating, while completely fixing his body to the chair.

Sixth breath!

Ling Dong didn't hesitate at all. He got up and went directly to Wang Lin's left side. Forming Hand Seals, his right hand suddenly pressed onto the chair, continuously pouring his incense power into it. At the same time, his left hand rose, pressing into the Void Realm on Wang Lin's body, jointly offsetting the chair's repulsive force.

With a rumble, Venerable Ling Dong's hair moved without wind, and his clothes rapidly tore, as if a great force emanated from Wang Lin's body, surging into his, causing Ling Dong's expression to immediately change. He gritted his teeth and endured.

Zhou Jin of the Feng Tian Wolf Clan was sent flying by Wang Lin's finger. At this moment, his face was pale, and his eyes showed struggle. But the more intensely he struggled, the more the Ancient Slave Rune on his glabella flickered.

Seventh breath!

Zhou Jin's face was pale. He silently came to Wang Lin's right side and, as instructed, unleashed all his incense power, rushing it into the chair to assist with the Seal. At the same time, like Ling Dong, his right hand pressed into the Void Realm on Wang Lin's body, sharing this powerful repulsive force!

His mind boomed, and Zhou Jin's entire body trembled as he felt that immense force. Roaring, he stomped his right foot backward, as if rooted to the ground, and desperately held on.

With his eyes closed, Wang Lin continuously sealed himself, preventing the borrowed momentum from retreating. But his left eye was stinging, its nine Demonic Stars had previously collapsed, and there was no Ancient Demon Qi remaining. What he was stopping now was the Ancient Demon Qi in his right eye and the Ancient God Power in his glabella!

Eighth breath!

The repulsive force emanating from the chair had reached an earth-shaking degree. Popping sounds came from within Wang Lin's body. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his expression was incomparably fierce.

"I refuse to believe it!" Wang Lin roared, circulating all his Ancient God Power, frantically solidifying his body, colliding with the chair's repulsive force again and again.

Blood flowed from the corner of Ling Dong's mouth, his body trembled, and his face was pale.

Zhou Jin also gritted his teeth, with blood oozing out, but he desperately shared the boundless power from the chair with Ling Dong.

Ninth breath! Wang Lin's body constantly trembled, sweat beaded on his forehead. Even with the help of two Cultivators at the Third Step, the chair's repulsive force grew even stronger, as if trying to shatter his body.

The Ancient Demon Qi and Ancient God Power within his body surged like a tide, wanting to rush out of his body and return to the chair.

If he let them return, Wang Lin's Legacy would have to develop through normal channels! He would need to enter the second layer, the third layer, step into the Heavenly Mansion where the heart was located, and experience unimaginable dangers to possibly obtain it.

Tenth breath! Wang Lin spat out fresh blood. The longer he persisted, the more he absorbed, the greater the benefits to him! The seventh Ancient God Star Point on his glabella rotated rapidly, becoming clearer and clearer, just a little bit away from forming!!

But at this moment, a sudden drastic change occurred!

"Finally, relying on my senses, I've found this place! This is it!! The place that damned Tu Si dreamed of returning to!!!" A wild laugh boomed from the end of the palace where the stone platform was located. There, the Void Realm twisted, and Tuo Sen's figure, after that distortion, was frantically trying to break through this twisted heaven and earth and rush in!

As he charged, the distortion was like a net, pulled into a convex shape. A booming sound echoed through the heavens, as Tuo Sen was punching repeatedly!

The climax surges, tomorrow the sword will strike, staining Ranyue Chu's blood, unleashing an explosion!! The Ancient Tomb matter will conclude. Who can still say Er Gen won't return to the Inner Realm by the end of the month? No need to wait until the end of the month, he'll return in a few days!!