Chapter 1587: Ancient Mystery, Ancient Immortal Realm

This Eight-star Ancient God had a huge scar on its chest, as if, in the primordial past, it had nearly been sliced open by someone. An Eight-star Ancient God, even if not of the Royal Clan, possessed a terrifyingly strong Physical Body. Yet, even so, it had been left with such an injury, which was enough to show just how powerful the person who left this mark back then had been.

"Roar!"

The Ancient God was less than a hundred zhang from Wang Lin. Although a hundred zhang was far, for this thousand-zhang tall Ancient God, it was not even the distance of a single punch. At the moment it approached, this Eight-star Ancient God roared and threw a punch straight at Wang Lin.

An extremely powerful storm roared, churning the surrounding mist, and behind this Ancient God, a huge, illusory shadow appeared.

This illusory shadow was also an Ancient God, only it was wearing a suit of Armor. An aura of endless slaughter qi emanated from within this shadow, and on the center of its brow, there were actually… nine star points!

Wang Lin himself was an Ancient God, and a Royal Clan Ancient God at that. He knew clearly that any illusory shadow behind an Ancient God represented either its Legacy or someone it swore allegiance to.

That shadow was a symbol, bearing witness to the Ancient God's identity and the source of its Legacy. The person this Eight-star Ancient God inherited its power from or swore allegiance to was clearly the Nine-star Ancient God in Armor in the shadow behind it!

Although Wang Lin's eyes were closed, he could clearly perceive everything. As the Eight-star Ancient God's punch came crashing down, causing the starry sky to tremble, and the fist was less than ten zhang from his body, with the howling wind blowing against him, Wang Lin did not open his eyes. Instead, he took a step forward, raised his right hand, and met the Ancient God's fist with a palm strike.

With that one palm, Wang Lin's body did not pause. As he stepped forward, his palm pushed the Ancient God aside with a wave. A thunderous roar echoed, and the moment the Ancient God's dim eyes revealed an expression of disbelief, its full-force punch was astonishingly pushed aside by Wang Lin's gentle palm.

After pushing aside the Ancient God's fist, Wang Lin's palm lightly tapped the Ancient God's towering body.

With a boom, the Ancient God spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back ten thousand zhang.

Just then, three other Ancient Gods suddenly arrived. From three directions, they punched straight at Wang Lin. The combined full-force attack of three Eight-star Ancient Gods was terrifyingly powerful. The moment these three fists approached, seven star points flickered and rotated in the center of Wang Lin's brow, and the Royal Clan Ancient God stars suddenly appeared.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment. Wang Lin, still with his eyes closed, calmly took half a step forward and lightly tapped the fist of one of the Ancient Gods. With a roar, that Ancient God's whole body shook, its fist involuntarily dropping. Wang Lin walked up to it and pressed his palm against its chest.

The Ancient God's entire body shook violently, blood spilled from the corner of its mouth, and its body was sent reeling back ten thousand zhang with a roar.

Wang Lin turned around, stretched out both hands, and directly grabbed the fists thrown by the other two Ancient Gods. Although he only grasped a small part, it was as if he had grabbed the souls of these two Ancient Gods, and he pushed them outward violently.

With a heaven-shaking roar, those two Ancient Gods spat out blood simultaneously, their bodies thrown far away.

This all sounded slow, but in reality, it happened in an instant. Wang Lin had repelled four Ancient Gods. The golden halo on his forehead was now half dim and rapidly fading. Once the golden light completely vanished, it would mean that this halo had been completely mastered by Wang Lin.

Although the Ancient Gods had been repelled ten thousand zhang, after the Ancient Gods came the Ancient Demons. The four Ancient Demons were ferocious, revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty nature. They charged toward Wang Lin, and amidst the surging Devilish Qi, Ancient Demon Divine Abilities manifested.

These Divine Abilities were incredibly strange; some transformed into Ancient Demon Magical Artifacts, others formed spirits that let out shrill, mournful screeches like demon souls, circling around the four Ancient Demons as they charged straight at Wang Lin.

A huge, pitch-black Battle Axe, an Ancient Demon Magical Artifact, was manifested by one of the four Ancient Demons and swung at Wang Lin. Wang Lin still had his eyes closed, but his expression turned cold.

The Ancient Gods were of the same clan, so he could show some restraint, but the Ancient Demons and Ancient Monsters were of the same kind but a different clan. The moment the Battle Axe fell, Wang Lin's body flickered. He raised his right palm and pressed it firmly onto the blade of the axe. With this press, the Ancient Demon's body shook violently, and the axe vibrated and then collapsed with a boom, turning into countless wisps of Devilish Qi that were about to dissipate. However, they paused, and then actually rushed straight toward Wang Lin's closed right eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by his right eye.

While absorbing this Devilish Qi, Wang Lin took a step forward. With the speed of breaking through the air, he arrived in front of the Ancient Demon, pressed his right hand against its chest, curled his five fingers into a fist, and pulled outward violently.

Amidst a shrill scream, this Eight-star Ancient Demon's body collapsed with a boom, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood that scattered. An extremely dense black Qi was pulled out by Wang Lin and pressed onto his closed right eye.

These events did not cause the remaining three Ancient Demons to retreat. They seemed to have lost their sanity; at this moment, driven by their inherent cruelty and bloodthirst, they charged forward recklessly. One of the Ancient Demons had already reached behind Wang Lin, opened its large mouth, and lunged, intending to swallow Wang Lin whole.

At the same time, the other two Ancient Demons arrived at Wang Lin's sides, one on the left and one on the right. Ancient Demon Divine Abilities manifested, and with howling Devilish Qi, they struck directly at Wang Lin.

Even the four Ancient Monsters were now approaching.

Wang Lin's expression was calm, and his eyes remained closed. The halo on his forehead was now almost completely dim, with only a sliver of golden light still struggling. He did not turn around; instead, at the moment the Ancient Demon behind him lunged, he took a step backward and slammed his back directly into the Ancient Demon.

With a boom, the Ancient Demon let out a shrill cry, and the Devilish Qi exploded, forming a storm. Within that storm, the Ancient Demon's entire body collapsed. Wang Lin's body did not pause at all. The moment he walked out of the storm, he raised his left hand and pressed his palm against the body of another Ancient Demon, and the Karma Seal appeared once again.

While absorbing the Ancient Demon's Devilish Qi, Wang Lin calmly flickered his body and walked up to the last Ancient Demon. Along the way, countless Ancient Demon Divine Abilities came at him, but they were as if transparent, and Wang Lin passed right through them. Amidst the Ancient Demon's expression of disbelief, he pressed his palm directly against its chest.

A roar echoed, and the Ancient Demon's entire body turned into mist. Before it could dissipate, it was all strangely sucked into Wang Lin's palm and vanished into thin air.

These events did not make the four Ancient Monsters pause in the slightest; instead, they charged straight at Wang Lin from all sides with shrill screeches.

Wang Lin did not move his body. Instead, he pressed his right hand against his closed right eye and wiped it. The moment he raised his hand, the last sliver of struggling golden light on the halo on his forehead suddenly vanished. Thus, the halo that had been constricting his forehead was completely devoid of any light.

Wang Lin's eyes opened.

Outside the million zhang of mist, Old Ghost Zhan's expression revealed excitement. He stared fixedly at Wang Lin deep within the mist, the light in his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"In such a short time, he… he has actually subdued this treasure!! The possibility that he is the third one is not thirty percent, but fifty percent! I have searched in this inner mansion for countless years, and that Seven-Colored one has also searched in the outer mansion for countless years, but we have never found the third one. I don't know where the third one is… If I could be the one to find it first…" Old Ghost Zhan's eyes flashed with intensity, and he clenched his fists tightly.

On Wang Lin's side, the moment his eyes opened, the golden blood transformed from the Immortal Indestructible Body appeared in the center of his brow. It spread along the dim halo on his forehead, instantly traversing the entire area. As it passed, the halo erupted with even brighter golden light.

But this time, the golden light belonged to Wang Lin!

"You are courting death!!" Wang Lin's white hair fluttered without wind, the golden halo still imprinted on his forehead, and his white clothes were as white as snow. The moment he spoke these words, a monstrous aura of slaughter qi spread from his body.

Under this aura of slaughter, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. Suddenly, a huge golden palm print manifested.

Spirit Command Seal!

This was the first time Wang Lin had unleashed it since awakening from the Dao of Dreams. Its power was infinitely greater than it had been back then. As it appeared, the starry sky trembled. As the huge palm print, which almost occupied the endless starry sky, pressed downward, the four Ancient Monsters' bodies trembled simultaneously. Amidst their screams, as the palm print crashed down, their bodies were directly pierced through, and they collapsed completely.

Wisps of Demonic Qi permeated the air and converged into Wang Lin's left eye, all being absorbed.

"And you four, as Ancient Gods of my clan, you should have died on the battlefield, yet you were wiped of your sanity and became Puppets… The tragedy of your existence, as your King, I can feel it…" Sorrow appeared in Wang Lin's eyes as he looked at the four Ancient Gods roaring and charging toward him from ten thousand zhang away, and he raised his right hand and pointed at them.

Immediately, the Spirit Command Seal that had destroyed the four Ancient Monsters changed direction. Following Wang Lin's finger, it rushed straight toward the four Ancient Gods. Wang Lin closed his eyes, as if unwilling to watch.

The moment he closed his eyes, a monstrous roar rose up. The four Ancient Gods vanished into thin air one by one. Before they died, their faces seemed to reveal an expression of relief.

"Heavenly Tribulation, it is time to end!!" Wang Lin raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the ten-thousand-zhang Rift. He took a step and walked toward the Rift. Step by step, as he approached the Rift and stepped inside, the moment he saw what was within, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw that inside the Rift, it was just like the world he had seen back then—endless, with a dim sky, and countless huge stone statues standing on the ground.

Those stone statues were Ancient Gods, Ancient Demons, and Ancient Monsters.

A true Immortal Qi filled this place. It was not thick; although it was thin, it was clearly different from outside the Rift. This Immortal Qi was the aura of the Immortal Astral Continent.

Below Wang Lin, on top of an Ancient Monster statue, a young man was standing. This young man had white hair, wore white clothes, his eyes revealed a cold glint, and with his hands behind his back, he was looking up at the sky.

It was the moment Wang Lin saw this young man that his gaze contracted.

This young man, whether in appearance, expression, aura, or anything else, was exactly the same as him, indistinguishable!

"Who are you?!" Wang Lin's eyes returned to normal, and he spoke slowly.