Chapter 1542: Dominating the Inner Realm, Separation of Immortal and Ancient!

Wang Lin raised his head and gazed at the black-robed person stepping out from the sky. How could he forget the other's appearance? He was the Venerable Master!

The head of the five Primordial Stars Venerables, possessing immense wisdom, a person who calculated the heavens and earth!

Whether it was killing the previous Seal Venerable, destroying the Four Great Immortal Realms, calculating against Immortal Emperor Qing Lin, sending the Rune Clan to search for Li Guang's arrow, or the rebellion of Daoist Shui, the surrender of Si Mozi, the death of the Zhan Family Old Ancestor, and all sorts of other matters—behind all these people and events, there was the shadow of this Venerable Master!

Even when he was in the Primordial Stars, Wang Lin had vaguely felt his mind being manipulated. Thinking back on it later, it must have been the work of this Venerable Master.

Within Wang Lin's memories, there was one Divine Ability Spell that he could not erase: Fishing for the Moon in the Well!

He had seen this technique used by the person suspected to be the Venerable Master's Clone in the Fire Sparrow Clan. Until this tribulation of the Seal Venerable, seeing the earth resemble the surface of a well, he was deeply convinced that this, too, was likely a case of Fishing for the Moon in the Well!

Fishing out the Vermilion Bird Star and him, Wang Lin!

"Fishing for the Moon in the Well…" Wang Lin stood up from the water's surface, his expression calm as he gazed at the sky.

The only Immortal Concubine who had not died under the arrow stood blankly between the two, then retreated a few steps and fell silent.

"If not for Lan Meng taking pity on you, you would have already become something in my palm back in the Primordial Stars." The black-robed person seemed to smile slightly, his voice raspy as it drifted out. With a pinch of his right hand, the arrow trembled and dissipated in his grasp.

What he feared was the power of this arrow, which was why he had hesitated to appear, only revealing himself after Wang Lin had fired it.

This arrow already had a connection with the bow inside Wang Lin's body. After dissipating, it appeared within Wang Lin's soul in a peculiar way. If Li Guang had not died back then, this arrow would have returned to Li Guang's body.

"Tell me, where did your Immortal Bloodline come from?" After crushing the arrow, the black-robed person walked toward Wang Lin from the sky with his hands behind his back. His steps were slow, but with each step, Wang Lin's mind would shake, and his entire body felt as if it were being compressed by endless pressure coming from all directions.

Even more bizarrely, a black-robed person was reflected on the water's surface, also walking toward Wang Lin.

Looking at this scene, it was as if there were two Venerable Masters, one in the sky and one on the ground.

The pressure suddenly doubled, coming from both the sky and the earth to squeeze onto Wang Lin, causing his face to turn pale. In that instant, his body could not move a single bit, as if frozen by the Body Fixing Art.

Yet his eyes remained completely calm. Things had reached this juncture, and Wang Lin understood that he would likely not survive today's tribulation. He had already known this the moment he drew the bow and fired the arrow.

"You won't say? That doesn't matter; I will get the answer from you." The black-robed person shook his head. As he walked, he raised his withered right hand and pointed at Wang Lin from afar.

Under this point, the blue sky's light suddenly vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of golden radiance. This golden light was sunlight, spreading out from a blazing sun that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

The blazing sun had appeared extremely abruptly, hanging in the sky, and waves of the aura of the Primordial Origin permeated all directions. Struck by that sunlight, while it was blinding, the Venerable Master's figure also became shadowy. As he advanced, circles of light gradually appeared outside the black robe on his body.

"Apart from that arrow, you have nothing to resist me with… At the beginning of heaven and earth, there was light. This light is one of the Origins I have comprehended, the Origin of Primordial Rules… Under this Primordial power, everything about you, Ancient and Immortal, will be separated!" The Venerable Master's voice was ancient. With his finger, all the light existing in this world, emitted by that blazing sun, instantly transformed into a pillar of light that suddenly enveloped Wang Lin.

Under absolute power, Wang Lin could not resist. As the pillar of light enveloped him, various intense pains surged from within his body. The sunlight within the pillar carried heat and the Primordial power that Wang Lin was familiar with, burning everything inside his body, including the Wandering Souls projected there.

This Primordial power caused immense damage to those Wandering Souls. Amidst waves of shrill shrieks, in just a mere instant, all the Wandering Souls within Wang Lin's body vanished into thin air.

Without the Wandering Souls, Wang Lin's body suddenly collapsed under that repulsive force and within the shroud of the light pillar. Furthermore, as he collapsed, the Primordial power penetrated deep into his shattered flesh and blood, forcing its way in, intent on separating Wang Lin's Ancient and Immortal aspects.

Vainly, it could be clearly seen that on the body Wang Lin re-condensed after collapsing, golden light flickered, seemingly about to burst out of his body on a large scale.

The pain of being forcibly separated was even more intense than when they had fused originally, causing Wang Lin's expression to twist. Yet, he did not make a sound, only staring at the Venerable Master, staring fixedly. He wanted to remember all of this, to remember the life-and-death tribulation that had befallen him today!

If he had a next life, if he could survive today, then he would make the other party pay back all this suffering ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times over!!

He still had one trump card that he hadn't used!

This trump card might very well be uncontrollable by him, but at this moment, Wang Lin did not care. However, he was still waiting, waiting for the most critical moment, waiting for the other party to get closer, so he could bring out this trump card that might change everything!

Gazed at by Wang Lin, the black-robed person's expression remained unreadable. He retracted his right index finger, slowly extended the other four fingers, and formed a complete palm. After freezing Wang Lin's body and using the Primordial power to cause the separation of Wang Lin's Dao and Ancient aspects, as he walked toward Wang Lin and drew ever closer, he raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion toward Wang Lin.

"Fishing for the Moon in the Well!" As the black-robed person attacked, the figure reflected on the water's surface also raised its hand, making a grabbing motion toward Wang Lin.

What he sought to fish out was the Immortal Bloodline Power inside Wang Lin's body that had been forcibly separated after their Fusion!

Following this action, a tearing pain erupted from within Wang Lin's body. This pain nearly made Wang Lin scream, but he endured it. The veins on his face bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared fixedly at the Venerable Master!

"Closer…"

A large amount of golden light diffused from Wang Lin's body, and endless golden blood permeated out from every pore on his body. Furthermore, within the bone marrow inside Wang Lin's body—the most crucial substance that created blood and Bloodline Power—the marrow fluid, under this grab, suddenly seeped through his bones and squeezed out in large quantities from the countless fine cracks and gaps that had appeared on them earlier.

In just a mere instant, amidst that intense pain, blood sprayed from Wang Lin's entire body. Everything containing the Immortal Bloodline, including his marrow fluid—the fortune given to him by the Madman—was completely and thoroughly expelled from his body at this moment.

Looking from afar, this scene was quite shocking. One could see that outside Wang Lin's body, the sprayed golden blood condensed together and surprisingly transformed into a human shape. This human shape was none other than Wang Lin!

As if it were a soul, Wang Lin seemed to be split into two at this moment. The figure suffused with golden light slowly separated from Wang Lin's body, rising seven feet above it, connected by thin golden threads that were becoming fewer and fewer!

As the golden figure flew out, the Ancient God Star Point on Wang Lin's brow flickered but lost its golden light; even the Ancient Demon Star Point in his right eye also lost its golden color!

The black-robed person's eyes shone with a brilliant light. He grabbed upward fiercely, and the golden threads connected to the golden figure all suddenly snapped. The Immortal Bloodline was completely separated!

Following its separation, the golden figure squirmed, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a single drop of blood that shone with boundless golden light!

Within this drop of blood, half-formed runes of the Immortal Undying Body flickered. This drop of blood was the condensed essence of the fortune the Madman had given Wang Lin!

Without the Immortal Bloodline in his body, there was no longer any repulsive force. Wang Lin seemed to have returned to the state before he met the Madman. A thumping sound came from within his body, and he once again became an Ancient God Physical Body.

"Immortal Undying Body… This is truly the Immortal Undying Body… Where did you get it!!" The black-robed person gazed at the drop of golden blood floating above Wang Lin's head, his eyes filled with fanaticism and excitement, but within that excitement, there was also deep wariness.

The Venerable Master rarely lost his composure like this; only this blood could make him so! He could know everything about Wang Lin, but he could not know what Wang Lin had encountered inside the Nether Beast.

Moved at this moment, the Venerable Master took a step forward, raising his right hand to grab the golden blood.

Just at this moment, cold light surged in Wang Lin's eyes. He opened his mouth, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed out a mouthful of dao ancient blood. As soon as this blood appeared, it seemed to transform into a blood blade, directly opening his Storage Rift, from which a huge black pavilion flew out!

As soon as this pavilion appeared, the world suddenly darkened. Wang Lin's mouthful of dao ancient blood landed on the pavilion, completely splattering onto one of the three pavilion windows, dyeing it red.

"In the name of I, dao ancient Wang Lin, I break your Seal, grant you freedom, and ask you to help me kill the enemy!!" With Wang Lin's cultivation, he could only open one window; he could only release one supreme soul sealed within by Ye Mo!

As his voice rang out, the moment the blood landed, the window of the black pavilion suddenly shook. A cracking sound erupted, shaking the heavens, and it collapsed with a boom. A frenzied roar filled with intense excitement burst directly from the collapsed pavilion window.

"Damned Ye Mo, you sealed me, Chi Hunzi, for endless eons; today, I am free!!" Following this roar, a red shadow flashed out from the window. The red shadow's face could not be seen; it was just a mass of blood. With its appearance, an earth-shattering aura boomed forth.

The Venerable Master was too close. The instant the blood shadow appeared, it slammed into him, causing him to retreat dozens of zhang. The black robe on his head rolled back, revealing the face beneath the black robe.

"Chi Hunzi!!"

While laughing loudly, the red shadow didn't even glance at the Venerable Master or Wang Lin. With a flicker, it dashed toward the Immortal Concubine, whose expression had changed drastically in the distance. It swept over her, and amidst the Immortal Concubine's screams, her entire body was covered in blood. As the blood passed, her delicate body melted and vanished, being devoured alive.

The blood shadow laughed wildly and charged straight into the sky. With a fierce impact, the sky's blue light flashed, and a huge hole collapsed with a boom. The blood shadow rushed straight out through that hole.

At this very moment, in the Inner Realm, on the real Vermilion Bird Star, inside a Mortal capital city, the Madman was holding a greasy half-eaten chicken leg, sitting among a group of beggars. Under the envious gazes of those beggars, he took a proud, fierce bite, then stared blankly at the sky.

"Damn it, he's actually not here anymore; he's ignoring this King… No, I have to go find him; he can't ignore me… Huh?"

I was a bit dejected just now, but writing to this point with the Madman, I remembered the hot blood of the April sword being unsheathed—not returning until it is stained red—never giving up! No explosive update today, no single chapter announcement. In these last two days that will decide the outcome of May, I ask for monthly votes, I ask for recommendation votes!!!

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