Chapter 1613: Ancient Mystery, Decisive Battle (Part One)

Dao Feishan’s body trembled. The scene just now had profoundly shocked his mind. He had heard of Wang Lin before, but he had never truly taken the man seriously, especially after learning that the Venerable Master and others had killed Wang Lin using an Illusion Formation back then, making him secretly believe that the Venerable Master and the others had made a mountain out of a molehill.

But only now did he truly understand how terrifying Wang Lin was. The power of that single arrow could actually destroy the Venerable Master, which filled him with disbelief and, simultaneously, a fear that reached the Peak of his entire life.

Now, under Wang Lin's gaze, Dao Feishan’s heart pounded faster. Wang Lin’s eyes were like a Sword that Cleaves the Heavens; his gaze swept over and landed in Dao Feishan’s eyes, causing his mind to roar. He instinctively retreated several steps, his face turning instantly pale.

He was almost Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and Wang Lin’s words were like the sound of death, instantly leaving his mind blank. His cultivation was only void nirvana, and facing Wang Lin, he had the illusion of looking up at a mountain Peak from below.

Furthermore, at this moment, a tidal wave of regret surged in his heart, threatening to drown him. He shouldn't have provoked Mu Bingmei, and he shouldn't have harbored lustful thoughts toward the beauty of the Lord of Sealing.

All of this was the root of his death! But he was still a Third Step Mighty Figure after all. Although he was trembling and terrified to the extreme at this moment, he retained a sliver of clarity in his heart. He knew that this time he was almost certainly doomed. If there was truly a thread of vitality, that vitality lay with Mu Bingmei!

The moment Wang Lin’s words reached him, Dao Feishan acted without hesitation. As his body retreated a few steps, he flashed and sped straight toward Mu Bingmei, who was Ten Zhang away. His expression revealed madness.

The madness of survival!

He wanted to capture Mu Bingmei; he wanted to exchange her for his own survival. This was his last, his only hope!

A distance of Ten Zhang was nothing to a Third Step Mighty Figure, but it depended on whose gaze it was under, and whose presence it was in. In Wang Lin’s eyes, Dao Feishan was not worthy!

Just as his body moved and approached Mu Bingmei—now less than One Zhang away—Mu Bingmei did not dodge at all. Instead, she coldly watched the approaching Dao Feishan, her beautiful eyes showing complete disregard.

Wang Lin’s expression was calm. He took a step forward, moving at a speed that utterly surpassed Dao Feishan’s imagination. His afterimage was still far away, but Wang Lin’s Physical Body had already appeared in front of Mu Bingmei, and his right hand suddenly reached out to grab.

With this grab, Dao Feishan seemed to have delivered himself, and Wang Lin instantly seized his wrist.

“Seeking death!” Wang Lin’s voice turned cold. Holding Dao Feishan’s arm, he took a step forward. As he moved, Dao Feishan was completely unable to control his body, allowing Wang Lin to drag him. The man was swung around and smashed down toward the earth with a loud crash!

A roar erupted, accompanied by a heaven-shattering scream, which finally made the surrounding Cultivators react.

After Dao Feishan’s body hit the ground, Wang Lin’s grip tossed him up once more, and when Wang Lin released his hand, Dao Feishan shot toward the sky. Killing intent flashed in Wang Lin’s eyes. As he had said before, although Mu Bingmei was not his beauty/confidante, she was Wang Ping’s mother. That Dao Feishan dared to lustfully profane her—this was something Wang Lin would absolutely not allow!

He walked forward, instantly closing in on Dao Feishan. He raised his right hand and tapped his chest. A stream of cultivation power surged into Dao Feishan’s body, heading straight for his right arm. With a bang, Dao Feishan’s right arm immediately shattered, turning into a bloody mess.

Wang Lin did not stop. He tapped again, and a roar followed as Dao Feishan’s left arm abruptly collapsed.

Dao Feishan, having lost both arms, let out a mournful shriek. In front of Wang Lin, he had no power to resist whatsoever. Moreover, all the Outer Realm Cultivators around were stunned by the might of the arrow just now, and absolutely no one dared to come forward to rescue him.

And even if they did come, it would already be too late!

Wang Lin's right hand, with two fingers extended, roared out. After tapping several times in succession, Dao Feishan’s legs collapsed, becoming a bloody pulp. The final strike was the Palm of Death. After destroying the man’s four limbs, Wang Lin raised his right hand and slammed it fiercely onto Dao Feishan’s heavenly spirit.

Pounding sounds echoed directly inside Dao Feishan’s body. He spat out large mouthfuls of fresh blood, his eyes growing dim, and even his screams became weak.

His body shook violently and then exploded with a boom. Blood splattered as he was torn into pieces, but not a single drop landed on Wang Lin; instead, they were all swept away as he flicked his sleeve.

Although his Physical Body was destroyed, Dao Feishan’s Primordial Spirit was severely injured but not dead. It flew out from the scattered flesh and blood, looking bewildered, and in that moment of shock, Wang Lin’s right hand grabbed it by the neck.

With a fierce squeeze, and a loud boom, this generation’s Third Step void nirvana Mighty Figure was completely dead!

This bloody scene caused the surrounding Outer Realm Cultivators to gasp and retreat in horror, especially the Wind and Thunder Giant in front of Qing Shui. His scalp went numb, and he retreated immediately without hesitation.

But the moment he retreated, Wang Lin suddenly turned around, his bloodshot eyes fixed intently on the giant. The giant’s body trembled, and after a brief pause, he fled even faster.

“You injured my Senior Brother, how can I let you escape!” Wang Lin flashed as he turned, instantly appearing behind the giant. He raised his right hand and swung it forward.

The giant let out an insane roar, spun around abruptly, and slammed his hands, performing Hand Seals, fiercely toward his back, colliding directly with Wang Lin’s right hand.

A heaven-shattering roar erupted. The giant spat out blood, and his arms instantly shattered with cracking sounds. Screaming, his body was sent tumbling backward, retreating a Hundred Zhang.

Killing intent appeared in Wang Lin’s eyes. He took a step forward, instantly catching up to the giant. He clenched the five fingers of his right hand and brought it down directly toward the giant’s chest. Desperate madness appeared in the giant’s eyes. With a roar, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a Blood Arrow. As the Blood Arrow emerged, it immediately transformed into a Blood-colored Gale. This wind swept out, turning into a storm that violently charged toward Wang Lin.

Inside the storm, countless Crimson Lightning Orbs roared and buzzed, making the Blood-colored Gale look like it could destroy heaven and earth.

“After achieving the Third Step Mighty Figure status with Wind Origin, you also obtained the not-yet-Perfection Thunder Origin. That is quite rare!” Wang Lin’s gaze swept over the scene. As he spoke, his right hand did not pause at all. He slammed his palm onto the Blood-colored Gale, then tightly clasped his five fingers inward, as if making a fist, and yanked outward.

With this yank, the Blood-colored Gale suddenly collapsed. Following its collapse, the thunder inside the storm trembled even more. Wang Lin was the Ancestor of Thunder, and his Thunder Origin had reached Major Achievement Perfection. In front of him, all the thunder of heaven and earth had to submit, let alone these tiny Lightning Orbs.

“Scram!” Wang Lin roared. The countless Lightning Orbs that existed within the collapsed storm trembled and rapidly retreated, scattering in all directions, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The Power of Wind and Thunder was fragile and unable to withstand a single blow in front of Wang Lin. Having destroyed the storm, Wang Lin walked right out, and in the despair of the Wind and Thunder Giant, he appeared beside him in one step.

He casually raised his right hand, forming a sword with two fingers, and tapped the giant’s neck directly!

“You injured my Senior Brother, I want you to endure the greatest pain in the world!” With that tap, the veins on the giant’s neck bulged, and the blood throughout his body circulated rapidly, as if a massive suction force was fiercely pulling it from the spot where Wang Lin’s fingers landed on his neck.

Almost instantly, the giant’s skin turned deathly pale amidst his screams. All the blood inside his body instantly converged in his neck. Seen from afar, the giant’s neck was purplish-black and swelled up into a massive lump.

This lump contained all the blood from his entire body; every drop of fresh blood inside him had instantaneously gathered here.

With a bang, the purplish-black lump burst open. Like a fountain, a massive amount of fresh blood gushed out, spraying everywhere, until the very last drop of blood in the giant's body was expelled. The man's scream was heart-stopping!

This kind of pain was difficult to describe, but even a Cultivator could barely endure it.

Yet, this was not over. Although not a single drop of blood remained, the suction force continued to operate powerfully. Thus, what was subsequently sucked out was the giant's Vitality. Streaks of white Qi sprayed from the wound on his neck. His body withered drastically amidst his screams, instantly turning him into virtually a skeleton.

His eyes bulged, and his expression was terrifying, but the entire person lacked any spirit, appearing like a dead man.

However, the suction force emanating from Wang Lin’s fingers did not decrease at all; instead, it grew stronger. Under the frenzy of this suction, the giant—now a skeleton—trembled violently, and even his screams became hoarse. Then, his bones began to melt.

The bones turned into Marrow Fluid. As they continuously dissolved, they, along with his Primordial Spirit, were rapidly drawn out. This scene delivered a mental shock to everyone who witnessed it.

They personally watched as everything belonging to a Third Step void nirvana Mighty Figure ultimately dissipated under the suction of Wang Lin’s single finger, transforming into wisps of Qi that eventually circled in Wang Lin’s palm, forming a Flocculent Mist Ball!

This mist ball was the Wind and Thunder Giant!

Grasping the mist ball, Wang Lin flashed and appeared in front of Qing Shui. He raised his left hand and pressed it directly onto the crown of Qing Shui’s head, whose eyes were already closed, on the verge of death.

With this press, Qing Shui’s body shook violently. He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see seven streams of black Qi roaring out from his Seven Orifices. These seven streams of mist were like pythons, struggling and twisting, unwilling to leave, but under the coercion of Wang Lin’s powerful cultivation, they were forced to rush out of Qing Shui’s body.

As the Seven Streams of Black Qi dissipated, although Qing Shui’s eyes were still dim, much of the Death Qi covering his body dispersed, and his Vitality began to recover.

After dispelling the poison within his body, Wang Lin slammed the Flocculent Mist Ball—formed from the entire body of the giant he held in his right hand—directly into Qing Shui’s body.

“After absorbing this, Senior Brother’s injuries can recover faster!” Wang Lin glanced at the Pink-robed Woman beside Qing Shui, who was staring blankly at him, then turned and walked toward the Starry Sky.

Something urgent came up today. Alas, the YY Event originally scheduled for 8 o'clock will have to be postponed. I will try my best to rush home by 10 o'clock.

I said yesterday that there would be a burst of chapters today, and I will push through even if I have to grit my teeth. The first chapter is delivered, and the second chapter is currently being revised.