Chapter 1582: Ancient Mystery – The Third One?

That will rushed out from the collapsing Vortex, heading straight for Wang Lin. It collided with Wang Lin's vast Righteous Qi, causing Wang Lin's face to pale slightly. However, his body did not retreat even half a step; instead, he stood ramrod straight, staring at the Vortex!

The will emanating from the Vortex had no actual attacking power, but it possessed a suppressive force. Under this suppression, all living beings had to submit. If they did not, their Physical Body, mind, and Dao would collapse under the suppression!

However, this suppression, attempting to suppress Wang Lin, failed. Wang Lin's vast Righteous Scholar Qi understood heaven and earth, viewing everything as ants and all beings as equal. Thus, he directly confronted that will!

Furthermore, at this instant, the Heaven Defying Bead in Wang Lin's mind suddenly began to spin, as if awakening, greedily absorbing that will.

That will, after a brief contact with Wang Lin, immediately retreated. As it retreated, the Heaven Defying Bead also stopped spinning.

As the will retracted, a沧桑 voice faintly echoed in Wang Lin's ears.

"All things are transformed by me; I await your repayment…"

As the voice faded, an even more immense and peculiar force of the Empty Gate, countless times more powerful than before, furiously poured out and merged into the Ancient God Bracer, instantly restoring the bracer fragment to its original state.

Wang Lin raised his right hand and grabbed into the Storage Rift. This time, what he pulled out was a tattered banner. This banner, apart from the Heaven Defying Bead, was the most significant Magic Treasure Wang Lin had ever obtained in his life.

This item was called the Ten Billion Soul Banner!

This banner was given to him by Dun Tian in his early years, and he later left a portion with Shi San. What he held was only this damaged item, but now, after absorbing the vast power of the Empty Gate, this Ten Billion Soul Banner erupted with an extremely powerful aura.

After the Ten Billion Soul Banner was repaired, the Empty Gate power rapidly contracted and dissipated into the heavens and earth.

The Empty Gate Vortex dissipated. Wang Lin, standing in the Starry Sky, now had white hair flowing. His left eye contained flames, his right eye had a lightning mark, and on his glabella, in addition to the Ancient God Star Point, there were three vertical marks!

Those three vertical marks were Karma in the middle, Life and Death on the left, and True and False on the right!

As for the Origin of Slaughter, it was integrated into his soul!

Third Step! At this moment, he had truly stepped into the Middle Stage of the Third Step, Empty Spirit. He had become a mighty figure of heaven and earth! Closing his eyes, Wang Lin silently observed his body. After a long while, when he opened his eyes again, he saw a peculiar pattern had appeared in the palm of his right hand at some unknown time.

He was not unfamiliar with this pattern; it was precisely the Sixth Gate, the Myriad Empty Bone Gate, which he had previously blasted open!

This Myriad Empty Bone Gate, like a totem, slowly condensed in Wang Lin's right palm, finally deeply imprinted there. As he lowered his head to examine it, in the distance, thousands of Cultivators from Vermilion Bird Star flew out in unison. Nan Yunzi, Situ Nan, and others were at the forefront, about to meet with Wang Lin. However, Nan Yunzi's expression was somewhat worried, occasionally looking at the distant Starry Sky. The faint roar coming from afar made him speculate.

Just then, the faint roar from the distant Starry Sky became more urgent and intense. Wang Lin raised his head, looking at the distant Starry Sky, his eyes filled with Battle Intent. He was going to face the Heavenly Tribulation; he wanted to see how this Heavenly Tribulation compared to the previous ones!

"Situ, we will gather again later. The Heavenly Tribulation is upon us now. After I break through this Heavenly Tribulation, you and I shall drink together!"

"It truly is the Heavenly Tribulation!" Nan Yunzi's gaze sharpened, and he paused in the Starry Sky, flicking his sleeve to stop the crowd behind him from advancing.

"Venerable Master is Undergoing Tribulation; we shall act as Protectors outside!" Nan Yunzi's words echoed, spreading throughout the surroundings, causing the thousands of Inner Realm Cultivators to stop and retreat.

Situ Nan looked at Wang Lin in the distant Starry Sky, his eyes filled with worry.

"Heavenly Tribulation… When I blasted open the Empty Gate back then, there was no Heavenly Tribulation. Wang Lin, he…" Situ Nan looked at Nan Yunzi beside him, seeing that Nan Yunzi also carried a hint of worry in his expression.

"The Venerable Master's lifelong cultivation embodies the thought of Heaven-Defying, hence he is called a Heaven-Defying Cultivator. It is an ancient rumor that when a Heaven-Defying Cultivator achieves the Dao, the Heavenly Tribulation will descend upon heaven and earth… I have seen it a few times in my life. So, the Venerable Master is also a Heaven-Defying Cultivator…" Nan Yunzi's gaze fell on the distant edge of the Starry Sky, where a expanse of mist was approaching with a rumbling sound, like surging waves, under the dull roar.

The mist formed a continuous, boundless expanse, drawing closer and closer from the distant Starry Sky. In less than ten breaths after the thousands of Inner Realm Cultivators retreated, the dull roar transformed into a deafening roar like ten thousand thunders in everyone's ears.

Some Inner Realm Cultivators even had blood gushing from their seven orifices, their faces filled with horror as they hastily retreated. In an instant, the mist that had spread and rolled in from the distant Starry Sky enveloped Wang Lin, completely obscuring his figure from the sight of the surrounding thousands of Cultivators.

At the same time, with the shrouding of the endless mist, an indescribably immense power of heaven and earth seemed to transform into countless invisible giant hands, sweeping outwards as the mist rolled.

The thousands of Inner Realm Cultivators, including Nan Yunzi and Situ Nan, were all continuously pushed back by this enormous force: a thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang, a hundred li, ten thousand li… The roar was deafening. As the mist rolled and dispersed, even the Vermilion Bird Star, which seemed to have never deviated from its orbit since ancient times, was forcibly pushed away, detaching from its trajectory and drifting into the Starry Sky.

From afar, this scene was extremely astonishing. As the mist spread, the Starry Sky within a million li radius was completely enveloped by mist. Within that mist, apart from Wang Lin, there were no other Cultivators, nor any Cultivation Planets.

Within this million li of mist, there was only Wang Lin!

Witnessing this incredible scene in the heaven and earth's Starry Sky, the Inner Realm Cultivators all looked anxious, especially Situ Nan, who stared at the distant mist with a gloomy expression. He wanted to help, but the repulsive force contained within this Heavenly Tribulation made him understand that this Heavenly Tribulation, appearing in heaven and earth, could not be approached by anyone other than the one Undergoing Tribulation.

Everything had to be borne by Wang Lin alone.

"The Venerable Master, as a Heaven-Defying Cultivator, if he passes this Heavenly Tribulation, his cultivation will be consolidated, and with the body of a mighty figure of heaven and earth, he will reach the Soul Transformation stage among our generation!" Nan Yunzi murmured, as if to himself, yet also speaking to Situ Nan and the others.

Everyone fell silent.

Further away, in another direction covered by the million li of mist, a person walked out of the Starry Sky. This person was an old man in a purple robe. The old man's expression was solemn as he looked at the rolling mist, his eyes revealing a strange light.

"What powerful arrow Qi! He actually found that arrow!!! When I first met this person, his cultivation had not yet reached the Third Step. I didn't expect him to actually possess six Origins… Six Origins, six Origins! One Origin is enough to become a great power, but after six unite, this child's cultivation bypassed void nirvana and directly reached the Middle Stage of Empty Spirit… With his cultivation, plus that arrow…" This old man was precisely Old Ghost Zhan. He pondered for a moment, and the look in his eyes towards the mist subtly held an indescribable strangeness.

"Myriad Empty Bone Gate…" Old Ghost Zhan lowered his head and glanced at his right hand. On the palm of his right hand, amidst a blur, a totem similarly appeared. That totem was also a gate.

This gate, like the one in Wang Lin's palm, was entirely the Myriad Empty Bone Gate!

"Could he be the third one…?" Old Ghost Zhan frowned.

Within the Primordial Stars, in a pitch-black void Starry Sky, there floated a colossal palace. This palace was also black, moving through the darkness as if fused with it.

Inside the palace, there were several candelabras, their flames flickering under faint crackling sounds, casting dim, uncertain light. The light was too faint to illuminate the grand hall, but some things could vaguely be seen.

In the center of the grand hall was a well. Beside the well and the candelabra stood a person in black robes. This person was familiar to Wang Lin; he was precisely the Venerable Master!

He lowered his head, looking at the well's surface, his expression unclear. After a long while, he raised his withered right hand, pinching the flame of a nearby candelabra. With a gentle touch, the candle flame immediately extinguished, turning into a wisp of green smoke that drifted upwards, simultaneously hiding the black-robed figure in the darkness.

"How is he so difficult to kill… The first time Lan Meng stopped it… The second time was a life-or-death situation, but ultimately, Master… Master actually appeared!!

Master is mad; with his personality, he actually went to save Wang Lin…" A murmuring, hoarse voice emerged from the darkness, gradually becoming distorted, as if the Venerable Master was losing control of his panic.

"That Li Guang Bow and arrow must also have been given by Master through his Bloodline, allowing Wang Lin to truly wield them without repulsion… Master… isn't dead… Although he's mad now, once his memory recovers… he will definitely punish me… But at that time, he was severely injured and swallowed by the Heavenly Dao, disappearing. What could I do then?! What could I do? Besides submitting to the Seven-Colored, what else could I do!"

The Venerable Master's body beneath the black robe seemed to tremble. He suddenly raised his head and roared in a low voice towards the empty hall.

Within the Zhaohe Star Domain, which had been completely occupied by Outer Realm Cultivators, in the southern part of this Star Domain, amidst the ruins of a shattered planet, there were countless fragments of stone, both large and small. One such fragment was about ten zhang in size.

This fragment was hollow inside. Within it, an old man in white robes sat cross-legged. This old man had white hair and looked like an immortal. There was a blood-red dot between his eyebrows, which seemed completely fused with him, appearing shocking. As he sat cross-legged, he slowly opened his eyes, raised his right hand before him, and after a brief calculation, his eyes revealed a strange light.

"Wang Lin has finally reached the Third Step… My grand plan, which I have been deducing for tens of thousands of years, is also about to begin… I have waited a very, very long time for this day… Disciple, you must not disappoint your master…" The white-robed old man smiled faintly, his expression extremely calm, as if it had always been this way since ancient times.

He was none other than Heavenly Fate Child, who had been missing for many years!

In the Kunxu Star Domain, within the heaven and earth covered by a million li of mist, with only the one Undergoing Tribulation present, at its very center, Wang Lin, dressed in white, his eyes calm, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

In the mist above him, the mist was now rumbling and spinning, with countless silver serpents faintly dispersing, forming a Vortex. That Vortex was endless, like a gaping maw.

"I have a question: What right does heaven have to send a tribulation upon me? Today, I am not only the one Undergoing Tribulation, but I will also send a tribulation upon this heaven and earth!" Wang Lin raised his right hand and swept it fiercely upwards.

"Lightning Tribulation, in my name, Wang Lin, rise!"