Chapter 1512: Dominating the Inner Realm, Peculiar Gaze

The scene changed again. The young man had grown up and returned to the previously destroyed country. For seven days, the red moon caused untold suffering and blood flowed like rivers… In this scene, the Seven-Colored Radiance was also present.

In another scene, the river of blood surged skyward, utterly annihilating many Cultivators who had arrived from afar. The man clad in green robes turned and departed with sorrow.

Wang Lin gazed at the scenes flashing within the bloody mist, his mind shaken. He saw Qing Shui's past, saw Qing Shui stepping into the Immortal Realm, and saw Qing Shui in the scene, whose face no longer held Evil Qi but instead showed joy.

Standing beside him was a woman. Though not breathtakingly beautiful, she exuded a gentle aura. She looked softly at Qing Shui, a sweet smile gracing her face.

Standing before the two of them was an old man, who was none other than Bai Fan. His expression was kind and loving as he looked at the pair, seemingly speaking to them.

However, within this scene, the Seven-Colored Radiance still faintly appeared in the sky, its indifferent gaze carrying a hint of strangeness as it stared at Qing Shui. This gaze appeared many times. The more Wang Lin looked, the stranger he found it, as if it were looking at another self in a mirror… The bloody mist surged, and the scene instantly changed. What was revealed this time was a drastic change that made Wang Lin's eyes reveal gravity and sorrow!

In that scene, Qing Shui was sitting cross-legged atop a mountain peak, cultivating his breath, when suddenly the Seven-Colored Person in the sky extended their right hand and pointed downward.

At that point, Qing Shui's body suddenly shook. His eyes snapped open, his sanity replaced by a sheet of bloody light and slaughter. An earth-shattering roar erupted from his mouth, echoing throughout the entire Immortal Realm! Similarly, Bai Fan was also in the distance of this scene. He stared blankly at the sky, his expression revealing disbelief, as if he faintly sensed something!

Qing Shui went mad!

The slaughter that had been nearly stagnant within him for a long time descended upon the Immortal Realm the moment he went insane. Amidst the endless killing, Wang Lin saw numerous Cultivators of the Thunder Immortal Realm tragically die by Qing Shui's hand. He was like a bloodthirsty Devil Head, growing crazier the more he killed!

Until, in that scene, the woman appeared before Qing Shui. Sadness showed in her eyes, yet she remained gentle. She died by Qing Shui's hand, but her face concealed her pain. Instead, she looked softly at Qing Shui, raising her jade hand as if to touch her lover's face. But in the end, she dropped it powerlessly, closed her eyes, and seemed to speak a single sentence… It was precisely this sentence, along with her scalding fresh blood before death, that instantly sobered the crazed Qing Shui, causing him to emit a heaven-shaking, sorrowful shriek that could only come from the depths of ultimate despair!!

Following this shriek of utter sorrow, the scene collapsed. The bloody mist began to circulate and repeat, cycling endlessly from the very first picture.

It was as if some Unseen Force intended to use this cruel method to continuously force Qing Shui to relive his memories, keeping him perpetually trapped in slaughter, madness, and sorrow, ensuring he could never escape for eternity.

This method was meant to stimulate Qing Shui, allowing the Origin of Slaughter within his body to slowly grow stronger and become more solidified… Wang Lin felt deep empathy. He had only vaguely known Qing Shui's story before, but seeing it firsthand now intensified his sorrow. He grieved for Qing Shui's life and lamented what Qing Shui had experienced.

"Senior Brother Qing Shui, I, Wang Lin, will risk everything today to save you!" Wang Lin's expression was resolute. He abruptly turned away, no longer looking at the circulating scenes within the bloody mist, but instead strode forward like a long rainbow, heading straight for the True Body of the Black Tortoise below, which suppressed Qing Shui's soul!

This Black Tortoise was as large as the entire Seven-Colored Realm. Although it was already petrified, the aura emanating from it was extremely powerful. As Wang Lin approached, he felt that aura more distinctly.

He even had the illusion that this Black Tortoise was not dead, but merely asleep!

"To save Qing Shui, I must first free his soul!" Given Wang Lin's profound attainment in Formations and Restrictions, he could tell that this petrified Black Tortoise was the key to breaking this Formation!

If he didn't first shatter the Black Tortoise suppressing the soul, the ten sharp thorns piercing Qing Shui's body could not possibly be removed! Wang Lin was certain of this point!

He immediately strode downward. As he raised his right hand and clenched his fist, the dao ancient power within his body roared together, forming an illusory fist that shot straight toward the Black Tortoise.

As this fist flew out, it was immediately enveloped by fierce winds. With a resounding boom, it landed directly on the back of the Black Tortoise below. There was a tremendous crash, and the Black Tortoise trembled, but it suffered no damage whatsoever.

Instead, a massive force rolled back and struck Wang Lin, immediately impacting his body with the backlash, forcing him to retreat dozens of yards.

"Break open!!" Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot. Roaring, he stepped out again. Raising his right hand, he continuously smashed out ten punches! Every punch contained the full power of his Seven-Star Ancient God. As he roared, his fists seemed to transform into a storm that swept the heavens and earth, wildly rushing toward the Black Tortoise with a howl.

Earth-shattering booms rose up. The petrified Black Tortoise's body shook, but its back was unimaginably hard. In response to the ten punches, it showed not the slightest sign of cracking. At the same time, the counter-force was immense, roaring as it swept toward Wang Lin.

Cracking sounds suddenly emanated from Wang Lin's right arm. His body retreated another hundred yards, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, yet Wang Lin's expression became even more ferocious.

Just then, the moment the echoes of the booming sound spread throughout the Seven-Colored Realm, a muffled cry faintly emerged from within the Black Tortoise. This cry could not be heard by the physical ear; only the mind could faintly perceive it.

The instant this cry surged, the hundred thousand Cultivators on the hundred thousand great mountains formed by the hundred thousand sharp thorns immediately began to roar. Their bodies seemed to regain freedom, and they were abruptly pulled free from the sharp thorns that had pierced their entire bodies. As blood sprayed, the wounds on their bodies strangely writhed and healed instantly.

From the outside, apart from their damaged clothing, no injuries could be seen. These hundred thousand Cultivators revealed madness in their eyes. Roaring toward the sky, they rushed toward Wang Lin from all directions. Various Divine Abilities immediately spread from their hands, enveloping the Seven-Colored Realm in a dazzling display of colors.

A killing intent flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. The golden flame in his left eye roared out with a wave of his left hand. Although this flame had become golden, the Void Fire still existed. As it spread, it immediately enveloped the Cultivators charging toward him.

However, no Void Fire was generated within the bodies of these hundred thousand Cultivators. This phenomenon had only one explanation: these hundred thousand Cultivators were not living people at all; they had long since died. Although they now appeared to be alive, they were actually being manipulated by some strange power.

Although the Void Fire did not appear, the power of Wang Lin's flame, which had become Immortal Fire, was countless times stronger than it was during the first battle in the Cloud Sea back then. As it spread now, it immediately burned fiercely. Golden lightning roared forth, sweeping in all directions. The thunder of heaven and earth surged, causing countless casualties.

But at this moment, the nearly hundred thousand Cultivators, precisely when the golden sea of fire and the Immortal Lightning roared, suddenly collapsed and exploded on their own. As flesh and blood splattered, the entire mass of flesh and blood from the hundred thousand Cultivators immediately condensed together. As it continuously gathered and writhed, in the blink of an eye, they formed a gigantic blade that was almost as tall as the heavens!

This blade was a Blade of Flesh and Blood, composed of the Physical Bodies of a hundred thousand Cultivators. When raised, it obscured the sky, casting a massive shadow over the land.

Looking from afar, countless twisted faces and numerous severed limbs could be seen within the blade body. The Blade of Flesh and Blood suddenly lifted the moment it appeared, and amidst howls and bursts of grievous wails from the hundred thousand Cultivators, it swiftly slashed down toward Wang Lin!

A sense of crisis permeated Wang Lin's mind. He could still retreat now, he could leave the Seven-Colored Realm and ignore Qing Shui's fate, but how could he do that! He couldn't!

With a surge of wild heroism in his eyes, Wang Lin slapped his right hand against his glabella. Instantly, the seven golden star points on his glabella rapidly rotated, and his body suddenly swelled, transforming into a thousand-zhang Ancient God in the blink of an eye!

The moment the Blade of Flesh and Blood descended, Wang Lin raised his right hand and violently pushed toward the sky. With a crash, the Blade of Flesh and Blood descended and collided directly with his right hand.

Wang Lin's entire body violently shook. He clearly felt countless streams of resentment and slaughter Qi, accompanied by grievous roars, rushing into his body like a storm from the blade. Moreover, a powerful force came from within the blade, shaking his body!

This was the combined Physical Body power of a hundred thousand Cultivators. This power had been altered by some strange Divine Ability and magnified several times, making it capable of injuring a Seven-Star Ancient God!

But Wang Lin's body did not retreat even half a step. He forcibly retained the impact force within his body. With a low roar, he violently swung his right hand upward, and with a crash, he actually bounced the Blade of Flesh and Blood hundreds of yards into the air.

"Not enough strength yet, come again!" Wang Lin's voice echoed. The bounced Blade of Flesh and Blood howled even more fiercely as it descended once more!

The booming sounds echoed continuously, growing more intense. As the Blade of Flesh and Blood descended, it actually slashed hundreds of times in quick succession! These hundreds of slashes merged into one final cut, abruptly descending as if to cleave Wang Lin in two.

At this moment, Wang Lin released all his repulsive force, causing his body to instantly erupt with ten-tenths of his power. This was a momentary Fusion of Immortal and God. The instant this strange power erupted, it was enough to blast and kill a Great Power at the Early Stage of the Void Spirit. The previous Celestial Omen Master was killed when Wang Lin unleashed all ten-tenths of his power!

With a heaven-shattering roar, Wang Lin's body shook. He swallowed the blood he was about to spit out and borrowed all the impact force that had landed on his body, integrating it into himself. Using the opponent's strength, his body retreated toward the petrified Black Tortoise below at an unprecedented speed!

His retreat speed was too fast; he dropped from mid-air almost instantly. The moment he landed near the Black Tortoise, Wang Lin abruptly turned around. For the first time in his life, after unleashing his Ancient God Power, he simultaneously used the power of both hands, clenching his fists and roaring as he fiercely smashed them onto the back of the petrified Black Tortoise!

"Shatter!!"

The entire Seven-Colored Realm suddenly trembled at this instant. The earth shook, and the heavens and earth seemed about to collapse. As Wang Lin's fists landed, the hard, petrified Black Tortoise's back emitted a violent cracking sound!