Chapter 143: I’ll Fight Him to the Death

Inside the Dragon Head's secret chamber, a seven-colored light spot suddenly appeared. This light spot grew brighter and brighter, finally transforming into a phantom image. As it gradually solidified, Wang Lin's appearance was revealed.

The moment he appeared, Shangguan Mo immediately sensed it. His heart pounded wildly, and he secretly wondered what Cultivation Technique this Evil Star was cultivating, to be able to completely conceal his Aura. Just now, he was still guessing the reason and if he could use this opportunity to escape the control of multiple parties, but at this moment, not a single such thought arose in his heart.

Li Muwan was touching the scales on the giant Dragon's body, her expression focused, as if calculating something in her heart. At this moment, her skin was like congealed cream, her Aura like a secluded orchid, her eyes focused, and her jade hands gently traced the Dragon scales.

Even the fluctuations of the Soul Blood within her body didn't draw her attention. Gradually, a look of enlightenment appeared in her eyes as she looked at the next Dragon scale.

Wang Lin appeared at his secluded cultivation spot, sat down cross-legged, and picked up his Storage Pouch. Up until now, all the Golden Cores of the Core Formation Stage Cultivators he had killed were collected here. Roughly counting, there were no less than a hundred inside.

Besides that, almost all the Storage Pouches of the Cultivators he killed were collected by him. Now that he had some free time, he quickly organized them. Among them were many Flying Swords and Magic Treasures, but Wang Lin didn't care for any of them, except for one Scroll.

This Scroll was two feet long and as thick as an arm, with faint spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from it. Wang Lin remembered obtaining it from a Core Formation Stage Cultivator. At that time, the other party had already opened it halfway, and bursts of frenzied roars emanated from within.

Unfortunately, Wang Lin's extreme realm Divine Sense didn't differentiate between individuals or groups. Anyone swept by his Divine Sense would instantly die if they were below the Nascent Soul Stage. Wang Lin always had an indescribable feeling about the extreme realm. In the Outer Realm Battlefield's Teleportation Formation, under the pressure of the Law of the World, he truly felt the existence of the extreme realm for the first time, and a glimmer of understanding appeared in his heart. Years of subsequent use and combat allowed him to understand the power of the extreme realm more deeply, that terrifying effect that surpassed everything.

He just didn't know that the end of the extreme realm was the Late Stage Nascent Soul, and the hope of Soul Transformation was remote.

The original owner of the Scroll was already dead, and his Divine Sense had long since dissipated. Wang Lin touched it with his right hand, and his Divine Sense imprinted upon it. However, this Magic Treasure was peculiar and strange; even though his Divine Sense was imprinted, there was no connection to it at all, just like before his Divine Sense was imprinted.

Wang Lin immediately showed interest. If it were an ordinary Magic Treasure, he would only need to erase the opponent's Divine Sense and imprint his own Divine Thought to wield it freely, unless it was a Magic Treasure above the Nascent Soul Rank, in which case it would be the same.

Judging from the spiritual energy fluctuations of this Magic Treasure, it didn't seem to be Nascent Soul Rank. Wang Lin had a few Nascent Soul Rank Magic Treasures in his hand, one of which was the jade talisman given by Zhou Jin, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator from the War God Temple, in the Fire Burning Country.

The biggest characteristic of Nascent Soul Rank Magic Treasures was their immense spiritual energy fluctuations, which were a world apart from Core Treasures.

Besides this jade talisman, there was also the teleporting Flying Sword. According to Wang Lin's analysis, this should also be a Nascent Soul Magic Treasure. If he hadn't refined it with the Blood Refinement Technique, it would be impossible to use without a long period of祭炼.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the ancient Scabbard. When paired with the teleporting Flying Sword, it could increase the Flying Sword's power. Situ Nan had also said he couldn't see through this Scabbard, so its Rank must certainly exceed Nascent Soul Magic Treasures, and it might even surpass Soul Transformation and Nascent Soul Transformation, as there were truly few things Situ Nan couldn't see through.

Wang Lin sighed inwardly, lamenting that this Magic Treasure, along with his Storage Pouch, was crushed by Teng Huayuan. Wang Lin's eyes suddenly flashed, and he inwardly cried out that something was wrong. If that Scabbard was truly such a treasure, with Teng Huayuan's Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, he probably wouldn't have the ability to destroy it.

If it wasn't destroyed, then where would the Scabbard be?

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. After putting down the Scroll, he suddenly stood up and walked around a few times. He pulled out a Storage Pouch containing some extremely low-grade Materials, and with spiritual energy flowing through two fingers, he gently squeezed it. Instantly, the Storage Pouch exploded with a 'bang,' turning into layers of ashes and dissipating.

Wang Lin's eyes showed a solemn expression as he stared at the explosion process of the Storage Pouch. After a long while, he took out another Storage Pouch and crushed it. After several consecutive times, Wang Lin's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

Although the Storage Pouch was destroyed, the Materials inside would not be destroyed. This was like countless rows of grids; the outer door of the grid was the Storage Pouch. Although the lock on the door was broken, and the grid was permanently sealed, in reality, the items inside still existed.

If he could find a way to open the grid again, retrieving the items inside wouldn't be impossible.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then sat down cross-legged again, picked up the Scroll, and stared at it intently. This Scroll was certainly not a Nascent Soul Rank Magic Treasure. As for why it didn't give him the feeling of wielding it freely after imprinting his Divine Sense, Wang Lin couldn't guess. After a moment of thought, he suddenly pulled open the Scroll, and after opening it, Wang Lin's eyes showed a solemn expression.

The image within the Scroll was completely black, with no painting on it.

As he watched, a sense of crisis suddenly shot into Wang Lin's heart like lightning. A pair of triangular eyes, full of evil, suddenly appeared in the painting. Immediately afterward, a roar, as if right beside his ear, erupted, and violent ripples spread across the painting.

Without hesitation, Wang Lin immediately closed the Scroll. An angry roar emanated from within, slowly growing softer until it completely disappeared.

Wang Lin's forehead was beaded with sweat. In that moment, the roar from within the Scroll was no weaker than the dying roar of the Flood Dragon in the fourteen valleys of Corpse Valley. However, it was confined within the Scroll, unable to emit spiritual energy fluctuations.

At this moment, he finally understood why, even after imprinting his Divine Sense on the Scroll, he never had the feeling of controlling it freely. This Scroll merely served as a Seal. The true power of this Magic Treasure came from the Spirit Beast within the Scroll.

Cautiously putting away the Scroll, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. After a long while, he took out a Golden Core from his Storage Pouch. Its color was already dim. Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then patted his Storage Pouch, and instantly, over a hundred Golden Cores floated out one by one. Most of them were dim in color, revealing a deathly gray hue.

If it were in the past, Wang Lin would immediately consume a Golden Core once he took it out. However, along the way, Li Muwan quietly informed him that while devouring a Cultivator's Golden Core rapidly increased cultivation, it could easily lead to mixed spiritual energy, causing internal Qi to become chaotic. Furthermore, the spiritual energy attributes of various Golden Cores differed greatly. If too many were consumed, the direct consequence would be an imbalance of the Five Elements within the body, leading to moments of clarity and moments of confusion in the mind thereafter.

Upon hearing this, although Wang Lin was unwilling, he dispelled the idea of direct consumption. According to Li Muwan, if these Golden Cores were refined and consumed with a Five Elements matching method, there would be no future troubles.

However, this method of refinement belonged to the Demonic Path. Li Muwan had only heard of it but didn't have the specific method. Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then placed the Golden Cores in a separate Storage Pouch, saving them for when he found the Five Elements matching method in the future.

Afterward, Wang Lin took out the Dragon Tendon again. With a flick, the Devil Head was immediately thrown out from it. After spinning in mid-air, it looked at Wang Lin with a wronged expression.

The red light on the Devil Head's body had already become much denser. Wang Lin coldly glanced at him and said, "To what extent has your cultivation recovered?"

The Devil Head cautiously retreated a few steps and quickly said, "I've only just recovered to the Late Stage Foundation Establishment. If that Sword Spirit wasn't always fighting with me, I would definitely have recovered to Core Formation."

Wang Lin sneered, staring at the Devil Head without a word. The Devil Head gradually felt uneasy and quickly retreated a few more steps, whispering, "It's Late Stage Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, just one step away from Core Formation." After speaking, he cursed inwardly, thinking, if you push me again, I'll risk everything and fight you to the death. But this was just a thought; the Devil Head admitted that even if he fought now, he probably wouldn't get any good outcome.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. With a grab of his large hand, the Devil Head shrieked, about to flash away, but found that it was already confined. It could only watch helplessly as it was caught and dragged towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin reached out and stirred things up within the Devil Head's body. Gradually, wisps of red Qi emanated from its body, and a fist-sized Golden Core appeared within its smoky form.

The Devil Head's Aura immediately withered, and it awkwardly said, "Eh? When did I form a Core? It must be because I swallowed too much, and I didn't even notice…" As it spoke, it saw Wang Lin's gaze grow colder, and it immediately trembled, showing a pleading expression.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Have you recovered your memories?"

The Devil Head immediately shivered, its eyes filled with fear. This was its biggest secret. The moment it formed its Core, some images suddenly appeared in its mind, but it didn't dare to speak out. Now that Wang Lin had exposed it with a single sentence, it immediately panicked subconsciously.

It kept shouting in its heart: "Should I fight him? Fight him? No, I don't think I can beat him… I've decided, I'll fight him to the death!"

Just as the Devil Head's resolve finally solidified and it was about to act, it looked up and suddenly saw a red light flash in Wang Lin's eyes. It cried out in alarm, and a sharp pain immediately spread through its body. It howled and rolled in mid-air, wisps of green smoke emanating from its body, and even its Golden Core seemed to shrink.

Wang Lin's extreme realm Divine Sense wouldn't originally have such great power, but he was once one of the Soul Devourers. Although his Divine Sense had changed now, the Soul Devourer's pressure still remained, and even the Soul Devourer's ability was still preserved.

This became the Devil Head's natural enemy. After several howls from the Devil Head, Wang Lin withdrew his Divine Sense. The Devil Head immediately stood aside, listless, showing no trace of defiance, but rather a deep fawning expression.

He wasn't afraid of others, only Wang Lin. If the other party had tormented him for another half an incense stick of time, his newly formed Golden Core would have shattered.

"Spit out all the souls you've devoured," Wang Lin said calmly, his expression unchanged.

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This chapter is the first basic update for today, with one more basic update to follow.