Chapter 163: The Second Devil Head

Wang Lin didn't intend to eliminate these small beasts all at once; he just wanted to force them away. As expected, under the impact of the rain-like Flying Swords, the small beasts scattered again. Without another word, Wang Lin's body flashed out, rushing towards the black tower through the gaps between the small beasts. Outside the black tower's door, Wang Lin stopped, and the hundreds of Flying Swords immediately circled in the air before being all stored back into his Storage Pouch.

At the same time, he summoned the Devil Head. The Devil Head was currently devouring the small beasts' Divine Sense with great pleasure and completely ignored Wang Lin's summons. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with extreme realm Divine Sense, and he let out a cold snort.

This sound reached the Devil Head's ears, causing it to shiver violently. It immediately stopped devouring, its body quickly condensed, turning into a black smoke that followed Wang Lin into the tower. It floated beside Wang Lin with a wronged expression, gazing longingly at the small beasts' Divine Sense outside scattering and returning to their respective bodies.

It couldn't understand which nerve in this Evil Star's brain was damaged, letting go of so many enemies instead of killing them, and even making it return.

Wang Lin's gaze was solemn as he stood inside the black tower, staring at the small beasts. There was a reason he didn't let the Devil Head continue devouring. Wang Lin had only just thought of this problem: judging by the number of small beasts, when they gathered, they formed a hurricane. In this Earth Element Land, hurricanes were the most common thing.

From this, it was clear that the number of these small beasts was unimaginable. At the same time, these small beasts' attacks involved both sound waves and Divine Sense, while their Physical Bodies appeared extremely fragile in comparison.

Thus, if there weren't many small beasts, they seemed easy to eliminate, especially with Meng Tuozi's abilities, a sprinkle of poisonous mist would make it extremely easy. However, Wang Lin couldn't forget the scene he witnessed a few days ago at the top of a black tower: the boundless black hurricanes were all rapidly converging in one direction.

This was a purposeful flight, indicating that these small beasts possessed a special summoning method. Once too many were slaughtered, they would summon companions, and if one were to fall into such a cycle, then what awaited him would surely be death, an endless torrent of hurricanes.

Furthermore, excessive slaughter might very well summon back the hurricanes that Meng Tuozi had attracted away. In that case, it wouldn't be Meng Tuozi clearing the path for him, but him tying down the hurricanes for Meng Tuozi.

In the previous battle, about two hundred small beasts' Divine Sense were destroyed by Wang Lin and the Devil Head. At this moment, Wang Lin's eyes flickered as he stared at the beast horde outside. Gradually, the small beasts gathered again, forming a hurricane. After circling the giant tower where Wang Lin was located a few times, they ignored it and moved forward.

After the hurricane moved far away, Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a chill spread through his heart. This Earth Element Land was extremely bizarre, almost defying common sense. Anyone who was surrounded by these small beasts and saw their Divine Sense and sound wave attacks, knowing their bodies' fragility, would probably first think of eliminating them as quickly as possible to avoid attracting more beast hordes.

But if they did so, once the small beasts started summoning companions after being eliminated to a certain extent, then unless one possessed Heaven-Defying cultivation, it would inevitably lead to a dead end.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the black tower, meditating for a short while. He then stared at the distant, dark mass of hurricanes still constantly moving in a certain direction. He remained silent for a moment, then decided not to rush out and stayed inside the black tower.

He glanced at the Devil Head, whose Face showed a melancholic expression. It gazed longingly at the gradually departing hurricane outside the tower, its eyes filled with reluctance.

Wang Lin didn't explain, but said coldly, "I don't care how much Divine Sense you've swallowed, spit out half of it!"

The Devil Head struggled for a long time, pondering whether the Evil Star would chase it if it rushed out immediately. After much hesitation, the Devil Head secretly caught Wang Lin's unfriendly gaze, and its body immediately trembled. It quickly spat out the small beasts' souls and Divine Sense in large gulps.

After spitting out about twenty, it quickly feigned a weak appearance, thinking proudly, "No matter how capable you are, you still have to eat what I spit out. If you have the guts, then don't eat it!"

Wang Lin naturally didn't know the Devil Head's thoughts, but seeing the faint smugness flash across its Face, he roughly guessed a few things. However, Wang Lin was too lazy to bother with such matters; his attention was entirely focused on the twenty small beast Divine Sense souls floating before him.

After observing for a moment, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. He grabbed the twenty souls and rose, heading to the upper levels of the black tower. In a certain middle layer, he looked around. The size of the place was suitable, so his extreme realm Divine Sense spread out, immediately enveloping the surroundings.

The Devil Head had been following behind Wang Lin, wanting to personally watch him eat the souls stained with its saliva. At this moment, in its smugness, it suddenly found itself surrounded by the opponent's Divine Sense. The red lightning that made it suffer and terrified it incessantly pulsed around, and its entire body immediately went limp and wilted. It secretly thought, "It's over, it's over. This Evil Star seems to be coming to deal with me…"

Just as it was about to beg for mercy out of fear, it found that Wang Lin didn't even look at it, only staring at the twenty small beast souls in silence. So, it swallowed its plea for mercy, secretly exclaiming its good fortune.

Wang Lin observed these small beast souls. The beasts' Divine Sense was equivalent to a Core Formation Early Stage Cultivator; it wasn't particularly strong, nor was it particularly weak. If the Devil Head hadn't been forcefully nurtured by him to possess a trace of Wandering Soul characteristics, it probably wouldn't have been able to devour these Divine Sense, which were similar to its current cultivation, so easily.

It was precisely because of the Devil Head's success that Wang Lin had the idea of creating another Devil Head. He deeply understood that his biggest flaw was having few Magic Treasures, with hardly any usable ones. Up until now, it was just a Flying Sword. As for the others, they were all low-grade Magic Treasures, not very useful.

Besides the Flying Sword, there was also the Devil Head. This Devil Head could be of great use in many situations, for example, just now. If he hadn't thrown out the Devil Head to deal with the Divine Sense, Wang Lin would probably have wasted quite a bit of effort.

Apart from these two, there was also a Dragon tendon, and a Scroll. Unfortunately, the aura within the Scroll was too strange, and Wang Lin did not intend to use it before thoroughly understanding it.

The key to nurturing a Devil Head lies in the special nature of the soul. The first Devil Head had Nascent Soul potential itself and was somewhat similar to a Wandering Soul, so under Wang Lin's forceful cultivation, it finally acquired a trace of Wandering Soul characteristics. However, it was still far from a true Wandering Soul, which could cause a catastrophe in the Spirit Realm.

If it were a Wandering Soul, it would ignore any cultivation, and with a single pounce, it could devour souls and absorb blood essence. Unless it encountered powerful Divine Ability users, it could not be eliminated. Otherwise, its only natural enemy would be the Soul Devourer.

The Devil Head formed by Xu Ligou, however, could only devour those of its own rank. If it encountered a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, one rank higher, and tried to devour forcefully, it could fail at any moment.

What Wang Lin valued in the small beast's soul at this moment was its Fusion capability. This was the first time he had seen so many individual Divine Senses actually merge to form a new Divine Sense.

This peculiar characteristic inspired Wang Lin to consider using it to create a Devil Head.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then slapped his Storage Pouch. Several Soul Banners flew out, floating by his sides. Within these Soul Banners, numerous souls were Sealed, most of them Devil Cultivators, and some were souls of creatures from the Cultivation Devil Sea.

With a slash of his right hand, a spiritual energy cage immediately appeared, trapping nineteen of the small beast souls, leaving only one floating alone in mid-air, motionless.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. He reached out and pulled a soul from a nearby Soul Banner, leaving a trace of his imprint within it, then threw it out.

Unfortunately, just like Xu Ligou initially, the small beast's soul simply wouldn't devour; instead, it looked around with a hint of confusion. However, Wang Lin wasn't anxious. Having gone through the process of nurturing the first Devil Head, he knew that transforming a normal soul's Divine Sense into one with Wandering Soul characteristics required time.

However, this first step required him to stimulate it. A red electric light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his extreme realm Divine Sense immediately transformed into a red net, appearing around the small beast's Divine Sense and slowly contracting.

Under pressure, the small beast's Divine Sense immediately floated inward. Seeing the red net closing in, it paused slightly and could only fly towards the other soul, gradually getting closer.

Wang Lin's gaze was solemn as he watched intently. Suddenly, he saw the small beast's Divine Sense accelerate, crashing into the other soul. It didn't devour it, but rather merged with it. Wang Lin could clearly feel that the small beast's Divine Sense had strengthened by a fraction.

He was quite surprised. He had thought it would take a lot of effort to force it to devour, as the Devil Head Xu Ligou had gone through the same process. But he hadn't expected this small beast to automatically merge with just a slight push. Although it wasn't devouring, the effect was the same.

Wang Lin immediately withdrew the red net without a word, took out another soul, left a trace of Divine Sense, and threw it out. This time, Wang Lin didn't need to force it; the small beast's Divine Sense immediately swarmed forward and merged with it.

In this way, Wang Lin's interest was thoroughly piqued. His eyes flickered, and he tapped the Soul Banners several times with both hands. Immediately, dozens of souls flew out. After he left a trace of Divine Sense in each, he threw them out.

At this instant, the small beast's Divine Sense suddenly moved, crashing into these souls at an extremely fast speed. Each time it hit one, it immediately merged with it and then crashed into the next.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, these dozens of souls were completely merged. At this point, the small beast's Divine Sense had grown even stronger, showing signs of vaguely Breaking Through the Core Formation Early Stage and entering the Middle Stage.

Wang Lin's interest grew even stronger. He grabbed a Soul Banner with his right hand and shook it violently. The remaining hundred-plus souls within it flew out, and after he left a trace of Divine Sense in each, they swept towards the small beast's Divine Sense.

The beast's Divine Sense immediately let out a sharp howl. This was the first sound it had made inside the tower. As the howl emerged, it immediately transformed into ripples that spread outwards. Wang Lin's Face showed joy, and his eyes flickered as he watched intently.

He knew he had found a treasure. This small beast's Divine Sense was incredibly strange for some reason, seemingly naturally suited to be a Devil Head. It almost didn't need to be urged and began to merge on its own. Furthermore, what surprised Wang Lin even more was that the sound wave attack, which could only be emitted by the Physical Body, could also be emitted by its Divine Sense.

Moreover, looking at it, the sound wave attack emitted by this Divine Sense was clearly a means of attack specifically targeting souls. After the sound wave appeared, those Wandering Souls that had swarmed forward suddenly slowed down, showing signs of collapse.

Just then, the little beast's Divine Sense shot out like lightning, and in less than half an incense stick's time, it devoured all hundred of these Wandering Souls. Immediately afterward, the entire soul burst into a ball of red mist, expanding to about ten feet, and slowly settling down.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. With a wave of his Soul Flag, the remaining nineteen little beast Divine Senses were immediately sucked into the Soul Flag. After putting it into his Storage Pouch, Wang Lin stared intently at the red mist. He could feel that the Divine Sense he had left in those Wandering Souls was slowly merging into its Divine Sense during this beast's Fusion.

The Devil Head beside him stared dumbfounded at the scene before him, secretly exclaiming, "Fierce! This little brother is too fierce! No, I have to work hard, otherwise, I might be taken by the Evil Star to feed this little brother!" The Devil Head trembled, immediately retreated a few steps, and for the first time, without a word, sat cross-legged in mid-air, rapidly digesting the Wandering Souls accumulated in his body during this period.

This wait lasted for three days. Within these three days, the red mist remained unchanged, showing no alterations whatsoever. Besides observing the red mist daily, Wang Lin also saw countless hurricanes howling past from all directions through the tower window. One hurricane was even about a thousand feet wide, like a King of Hurricanes, passing by the black tower.

The largest hurricane paused slightly the moment it passed by. Wang Lin immediately detected countless Divine Senses whistling over, their target not him, but the red mist in the tower.

However, these Divine Senses were instantly bounced back the moment they touched the black tower. The king-like hurricane remained silent outside the black tower for a short while, then slowly departed.

Wang Lin clearly noticed an unusual fluctuation emanating from the red mist the moment the hurricane's Divine Sense arrived. Wang Lin was secretly surprised by this and observed even more carefully.

Gradually, more and more hurricanes appeared, all heading in one direction. Wang Lin sneered inwardly, knowing without a doubt that the direction was where Meng Tuozi was.

Meng Tuozi's Face was ashen at this moment. In fact, as early as the moment he was surrounded by ten times the number of little beasts in the second wave after killing the first wave, he had guessed that he had made a mistake.

He was following his experience in the Glacier Land, where there was also a type of creature that was very numerous. If encountered, they had to be killed immediately, otherwise, more would be attracted.

But this damned Earth Element Land was just the opposite, which made Meng Tuozi smile bitterly. However, things had come to this point; even if he stopped killing, these little beasts would still pester him, constantly attacking with Divine Sense and sound waves.

Eventually, Meng Tuozi's demonic nature was ignited. He simply let loose, spraying out large patches of poisonous mist. As a result, the summoning of the little beasts became more and more frequent, to the point that even when he hid inside the black tower, the beast horde outside not only didn't decrease but grew larger and larger, making his scalp tingle.

He stood inside the black tower, gazing at the endless hurricanes outside. Almost every moment, the number of those little beasts would increase. He also tried to use the black tower as a foothold to release poison from the tower window, but there was a powerful Restriction within this black tower; while it prevented the outside little beasts from attacking, it also prevented people inside from casting spells outwards.

As for stepping out of the black tower, Meng Tuozi had no confidence in his heart now. He believed that as soon as he took a step out, what awaited him would be a combined Divine Sense and sound wave attack from over a hundred million, or even a billion, little beasts.

Even though he was a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator who could make millions of Cultivators in the Cultivation Devil Sea tremble with a stomp of his foot, he currently had no way to withstand the Divine Sense and sound wave attacks of hundreds of millions of little beasts head-on.

He was silent for a long time, then touched the toad on his shoulder, a vicious look appearing on his Face. Without a word, he pointed at the toad. The toad immediately dropped from his shoulder, squatted on the ground, and emitted gurgling sounds.

Meng Tuozi looked at the toad with a pang of heartache, sighed, and then put the toad away again. After a brief contemplation, he pulled out a red python over ten feet long from his Storage Pouch. This python had a single horn on its head, and as soon as it appeared, it emitted waves of fiery Qi.

"If I use the Li Tian Toad as a substitute, this old man shouldn't get hurt, but in that case, this toad will surely die. Alas, this Red Horned Python is a Peak Medium Grade Spirit Rank. Although it can be used as a substitute, this old man will probably still suffer some injuries." Meng Tuozi muttered to himself, drawing his thumb across his middle finger, and a drop of fresh blood immediately flew out. He uttered several strange sounds, and the blood drop's color immediately faded, eventually turning milky white, and quickly touched the giant python's head.

Meng Tuozi's expression was solemn. His hands changed Hand Seals, slowly pressing them against his forehead, then lifting his hands little by little. A shimmering silk thread was pulled from his forehead and slowly imprinted onto the milky-white spot on the giant python's head.

After a long while, Meng Tuozi took a deep breath and slowly stood up, casually throwing the giant python onto the ground. As soon as the single-horned python landed, it immediately coiled into a snake formation, lying there motionless.

A vicious look flashed in Meng Tuozi's eyes. Without a word, he stepped out of the stone tower. The moment he stepped out, the roar of the hurricanes outside immediately intensified countless times. The Divine Sense of all the little beasts within the hurricanes instantly condensed, transforming into a series of lightning bolts that wildly unleashed.

At this moment, heaven and earth changed color. Even the Restriction above the Earth Element Land couldn't help but shake, emitting rumbling thunder.

Wang Lin was not very close to that place, but he still felt the immense majesty. He opened his eyes from meditation and looked towards Meng Tuozi's direction.

At the same time, the anomaly within the red mist reappeared. Wang Lin immediately withdrew his gaze, staring intently at the red mist, and slowly extended his right hand. A ball of blue flame gradually emerged from his palm.

If the Devil Head within this red mist became uncontrollable, Wang Lin planned to use both Divine Sense and Ice Flame to utterly destroy it. If it could be controlled, then that would naturally be good.

The moment the immense Divine Sense attack arrived, Meng Tuozi did not dodge. He flicked his sleeves, and immediately, large quantities of black clouds gushed out from within.

As soon as these black clouds emerged, they immediately spread out. Any little beast they touched instantly fell from the hurricane, convulsed, and turned into black smoke. The smoke rose, becoming part of the black cloud.

Meanwhile, the series of Divine Sense attacks, filled with world-destroying power, arrived. Meng Tuozi let out a miserable groan, his body gradually becoming illusory, eventually transforming into a ten-foot-long python with a single horn on its head. It tumbled a few times in mid-air, then its body stiffened and was shattered by the ensuing sound wave attack. Even its inner core vanished instantly.

Inside the black tower, the originally coiled giant python also blurred and transformed into Meng Tuozi. His Face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, a bloodthirsty smile on his Face as he muttered, "This old man's Heaven Crippling Poison, known as the number one poison in the Cultivation Devil Sea, I have released it all. I refuse to believe I can't wipe out your entire clan!"

The black clouds outside his tower connected into a single mass. Any hurricane that touched it would immediately collapse, turning into individual little beasts. Immediately after, these little beasts all transformed into black smoke, becoming part of the black cloud.

As a result, this patch of black cloud grew larger and larger, spreading at a frantic pace.

As for Wang Lin, his gaze was solemn as he stared intently at the red mist. The fluctuations within the mist grew denser, and slowly the red mist began to contract. Wang Lin didn't blink, and the Ice Flame in his hand emitted crackling sounds.

At the same time, red light flickered in his eyes, and the extreme realm Restriction he had set up around him became even more solid. Even the Devil Head, who was meditating, noticed the anomaly. After regaining its consciousness, it watched for a moment, then was overjoyed, thinking, "It seems this little brother isn't so easy to subdue. It's best if you two fight to a mutual destruction, then I'll devour both of you, haha, that's a good idea!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his eyes flickering as he watched. This Devil Head, Xu Ligou, although some of his memory had recovered, it was only a trace. The remaining memories had long vanished the moment he transformed into a Devil Head. At this moment, he no longer considered himself a Cultivator, but rather a thorough Devil Head.

Time slowly passed. The red mist grew smaller and smaller, finally contracting sharply. The red mist condensed into a glowing red sphere. With a few cracking sounds, the sphere shattered, and a wisp of deep red gas suddenly diffused. As soon as this gas appeared, it immediately transformed into the head of a small beast, with a sharp, long snout, emitting a chilling and soul-stirring aura.

The moment it took form, it immediately vanished from its original spot. Wang Lin's heart was startled, but his eyes remained calm and unperturbed. He stared at the empty space to his right, and his extreme realm Divine Sense shot out like lightning.

The transformed Devil Head suddenly appeared where Wang Lin was looking, a look of surprise in its eyes. Its body vanished again, and Wang Lin's extreme realm Divine Sense missed for the first time!

This shows how fast this transformed Devil Head was. Wang Lin's expression was as usual, his eyes not only showed no panic but became even calmer, revealing a cold glint. His extreme realm Divine Sense suddenly flashed behind him.

A miserable cry immediately came. The moment the transformed Devil Head's body appeared, it immediately collided head-on with the Divine Sense. Unable to dodge in time, it was instantly pierced through its entire body by the extreme realm Divine Sense.

Its body involuntarily floated up, slowly coming before Wang Lin. The Devil's eyes showed a look of horror, and it let out whimpering sounds.

Devil Head Xu Ligou gasped, quickly throwing away that rebellious thought in his heart. He didn't expect this Evil Star to subdue the little brother so easily. After a moment of thought, he vaguely guessed the answer, secretly cursing, "Despicable!"

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