Chapter 1489: Dominating the Inner Realm, The Nether Beast Awakens!

Chapter 1489: Dominating the Inner Realm, The Nether Beast Awakens! (Second Update)

That was an extremely aged face, covered in wrinkles, as if time had flowed over it for far too long. Those wrinkles were like gullies, resembling tree rings, revealing an aura of vicissitudes.

On the center of his brow, there was a mark. This mark looked like a scar, as if it had been branded onto him by someone countless years ago. As for the shape of the mark, it was blurry and could not be seen clearly.

Although this person was elderly, there was not a single strand of hair on his face, as if no hair would ever grow on his face, or rather, he was never meant to have hair.

Venerable Master, the Seal-stamping lackey!

His face was pale, and he stared fixedly at Old Ghost Zhan, revealing heaven-toppling hatred in his eyes, but he did not dare to speak again. Instead, he took a step backward, grabbed his head disciple, and fled at high speed!

The blurry figure stepped forward and suddenly approached the bow floating in the starry sky. He raised his right hand and reached directly for the bow, but just as he was about to grab it, the blurry figure let out a soft sound of surprise.

He seemed to shift his expression, but he did not withdraw his right hand; instead, he reached forward even faster!

In that instant, the bowstring, which had been pulled straight, suddenly had a flash of seven-colored light at its end. Amidst the flashing seven-colored light, the bowstring suddenly snapped!

"Sure enough, there is seven-colored!" The blurry old man's eyes revealed a sharp glint.

With a buzzing sound, shrill roars came from the broken bowstring. It flew away rapidly, surrounded by seven-colored light, forming a semi-arc in front, and lashed out violently!

The bowstring was originally not long, but at this moment it suddenly extended, as if it were endless. As it lashed out, everything in the starry sky within that semi-arc was directly split apart!

The blurry old man's gaze flickered. With a cold snort, he grabbed the bow body and threw it violently toward the Inner Realm. At the same time, he retreated immediately, but he was still grazed by the snapped bowstring. Under normal circumstances, he would not have cared at all, but this bowstring was flashing with seven-colored light. As a result, he raised his right hand and wrote seven "Zhan" characters in succession!

As soon as the seven "Zhan" characters appeared, they were immediately destroyed by the bowstring. Amidst the rumbling, all seven "Zhan" characters shattered. The blurry old man's expression was solemn. As he retreated, he spat out a mouthful of white Qi. Once this white Qi appeared, he waved his hand again to form a white "Zhan" character!

The bowstring arrived and collided with the white "Zhan" character, pausing slightly. Taking advantage of this pause, the blurry figure calmly retreated into the Sealed Realm Grand Formation.

"Seven-Colored Daoist, you really did make a move. This is your third chance, and also your last one! The Million Cultivator Spiritual mark… Since you want to break this mark yourself, this old man will just wait!"

The moment he entered the Sealed Realm Grand Formation, the white "Zhan" character dissipated automatically. The endlessly long bowstring, lashing out, tore through the starry sky and landed on the Sealed Realm Grand Formation.

The entire Formation trembled. Before the Formation spirit could even manifest, a huge Rift appeared, twisting and spreading from the Sealed Realm Grand Formation in that area. As soon as this Rift appeared, a roar echoed. The bowstring had actually lashed out a long, thin opening in the Sealed Realm Grand Formation, passing directly through it and falling into the Inner Realm.

The closest to the Sealed Realm Grand Formation within the Inner Realm were not the Cultivators of Zhao River or Luotian, but the tens of thousands of Outer Realm invading Cultivators who had been trapped by Wang Lin's Ancient Breath Leaf Seal.

At this moment, the bowstring lashed into the Inner Realm and landed directly on the Ancient Breath Leaf Seal. It whistled through, lashing out in an arc. There was no sound of screaming; it was all too fast. By the time the bowstring swept past, the remaining tens of thousands of Outer Realm Cultivators had their bodies collapse one by one. The edge of the bowstring was something their Physical Body simply could not resist, and they were all sliced apart!

The blurry figure of Old Ghost Zhan, having fled, laughed coldly as the bowstring lashed out, and his body suddenly dissipated, vanishing without a trace.

He had come very suddenly and left just as suddenly, as if he had only come to witness something while bringing the bow into the Inner Realm. As he left, he did not even glance at the bow.

Not to mention the Cultivators here, including Wang Lin, were all unimportant in his eyes, like ants.

"If this bow recognizes a master, it is a supreme treasure, but no one can make it recognize a master. Driven by vitality, it is weak and fragile! Whoever likes it can take it and play with it!" The lingering sound echoed and slowly dissipated.

All this happened in an instant. The bowstring swept across, the Formation collapsed, and countless died. The power of the bowstring seemed to have been fully unleashed. As the broken bow was thrown by Old Ghost Zhan, it rushed into the Inner Realm, and its direction was exactly where Wang Lin was!

Was it a coincidence, or was it not!

Take it, or not take it!

These two choices flashed rapidly through Wang Lin's mind. Seeing the bow rushing toward him, although the bowstring did not have its previous power, it was still lashing out continuously, causing the starry sky it passed through to collapse with bangs.

"This bow, I want it!" Wang Lin's eyes revealed decisiveness. He was very close to the bow. At this moment, he stepped forward, roared, raised his right hand, and grabbed at the bow violently!

He grabbed it!

The moment he grabbed the bow, a great force surged into Wang Lin's right hand from within. His right hand was struck by this force and directly collapsed! As flesh and blood splattered, the bow flew out and was about to speed away, but with madness in his eyes, Wang Lin raised his left hand and grabbed the bow again!

His left arm rumbled, shaking until it was a bloody mess, but it did not collapse. He held onto the bow tightly. But, the moment he grabbed the bow, the lashing bowstring, driven by the great force from within the bow, swept out violently, penetrating directly through Wang Lin's waist.

Intense pain surged like a tide. In this pain, even Wang Lin let out a scream. A Rift appeared at his waist, and with a bang, the body below his waist was separated from his upper body, as if he had been cut in two!

His body was split in two by the bowstring!

The body below his waist collapsed directly. Amidst the filling blood, Wang Lin's face was pale, and his body was thrown backward.

His vision was already blurry; the price of getting this bow was truly too great. The moment his body was thrown out by the great force within the bow, Wang Lin clearly felt that there was an extremely strong repulsive force within the bow, as if no one in the world, except for its owner, could make it recognize a master!

To control this bow, one must sacrifice one's own vitality to request it; otherwise, even if you held it in your hand, you could not draw the bow!

While being thrown, feeling the aura within the bow that could not recognize a master, the immense pain in his body caused Wang Lin to spit out blood. He now only had his upper body left; such an injury, except for outside the Dao Ancient Tomb, rarely occurred.

But just at this moment, the Nether Beast, which had been sleeping after devouring the golden storm, because it was connected to Wang Lin's life, felt this pain in its heart, which was passed into its sleeping consciousness. Under this pain, the sleeping Nether Beast suddenly awakened!

The moment it awakened, a ghostly light flew out from Wang Lin's body. This ghostly light was not large at first, but as it appeared, it expanded infinitely in the blink of an eye. The Nether Beast's massive body appeared in this chaotic and collapsing starry sky!

In the immense pain transmitted to its heart, the Nether Beast seemed to have forgotten its fear and let out an earth-shattering low roar. Under this roar, it violently opened its closed mouth. It was not swallowing, but the moment it opened its mouth, a sheet of golden light was frantically vented out from its mouth along with the roar!

Golden storm!

The golden storm that it had swallowed into its mouth but hadn't had time to digest was directly spat out. Looking from afar, this piece of starry sky could no longer see anything, only a sheet of golden light expanding rapidly. Under the continuous spitting, the golden storm all appeared, heading straight for the Sealed Realm Grand Formation in front!

This golden storm was strong enough to collapse a Star Domain, and few people could resist it. The Venerable Master outside the Sealed Realm Formation also changed color the moment he saw this storm, especially when he saw the Nether Beast, his eyes bulging wide, revealing excitement and shock!

The roar was heaven-shaking. The golden storm rushed directly onto the Sealed Realm Grand Formation and exploded violently outward. As it exploded, a destructive force erupted suddenly!

The tens of thousands of Cultivators from Zhao River, Luotian, and Cloud Sea in the Inner Realm all had pale faces. Hong Shanzi and the others had blood-filled eyes. As they retreated rapidly, they used their Divine Ability regardless of the cost, forcibly moving all these tens of thousands of Cultivators away from here. In the blink of an eye, this battlefield, which had been crowded before, no longer had any Inner Realm Cultivators!

All Inner Realm Cultivators were moved away by Hong Shanzi and the others, and even they themselves left rapidly in an instant.

Regarding Wang Lin, they had the heart to save him, but where Wang Lin was, it was precisely where the golden storm was spewing out; they could not approach this destructive force.

Lingdong Shangren and Zhou Jin also had to retreat and leave during the explosion of this golden storm!

As the golden storm spread, the Sealed Realm Formation experienced a large-scale collapse. The Seal Venerable's jade pendant within it had its light distorted and dissipated rapidly, hiding into all directions along the Formation. The departure of the jade pendant allowed the trapped Palace Master of the Heavenly Punishment Hall to escape, but as soon as he escaped, he was instantly swallowed by the golden storm. Without any scream, his body, Primordial Spirit, and all incense power vanished into smoke.

The Primordial Stars in the Outer Realm were also affected by this golden storm, appearing in a large-scale collapse. A long time later, under that heaven-toppling roar, the entire battlefield and the Sealed Realm Grand Formation as the center were all enveloped by the golden storm.

Within its range, the Formation collapsed, the Outer Realm area collapsed, and the Inner Realm starry sky collapsed!!

After the golden storm expanded to a certain extent, it emitted a loud noise that shook every place inside and outside the Inner Realm, and it exploded completely!

After the storm, the battlefield of this first battle became a huge black hole. This black hole filled the endless starry sky, blocking the inside of the Formation.

The Nether Beast, after spitting out the golden storm, at the moment the impact spread and destroyed everything, opened its large mouth, swallowed Wang Lin and the bow together, its body dispersed, and it disappeared like a mustard seed.

The lingering sound of the roar continued to emanate from this huge Vortex black hole that occupied the starry sky of the Inner Realm and Outer Realm and blocked the Formation. This lingering sound would exist eternally in the future, for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, as if there would never be a day of dissipation…

The first battle ended in such a strange ending…

Second update! Continuing to write the third chapter. monthly vote are not many; I estimate it won't even reach a hundred today, so I won't force it.