Chapter 1659: Ancient Mystery, Greedy Wolf Reappears!

Chapter 1659: Ancient Mystery, Greedy Wolf Reappears! (Second Update)

Wang Lin's roar transformed into a storm, crashing into the device that amplified the sound within the Vortex formed by the six Origins, and after echoing within it several times, it suddenly burst forth.

That roar was already extremely powerful, and now that it had been amplified countless times, as soon as it spread from the Vortex, the world collapsed in an instant, and the entire first layer of the illusion disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This roaring sound formed an indescribable, massive noise, like a storm blowing directly onto the nine suns outside the Seven-Colored Daoist's body; the flames of those nine suns immediately showed signs of extinguishing, and the massive noise even pierced through these nine suns, booming into the Seven-Colored Daoist's ears!

Inside the Seven-Colored Daoist's second layer of illusion, he had an expression of extreme excitement; such excitement would normally not appear on a Cultivator like him, but at this moment, he simply could not suppress it. He had waited for so many years—it was no exaggeration to say he had waited his whole life!

Now, by using the power from the Immortal Astral continent, he had finally found traces of the third soul in this illusion. Although even he was not sure if these traces were imagined by himself or real, regardless, this was the first time he had been so close to the third soul!

Under his gaze, he saw the third soul pass through the current Zhao River and head towards Kunxu tens of thousands of years later. He formed Hand Seals with both hands and waved again, wanting to see it more clearly, but just at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

An earth-shattering, massive roar reached his ears. At first, the roar was not strong, but almost instantly, it surged countless times, becoming the only sound in the Seven-Colored Daoist's ears!

"Roar!!"

Furthermore, under this roar, everything before the Seven-Colored Daoist seemed to be hit by a great force, forcibly torn open, as if it were about to collapse his illusion and drag him out!

In front of him, the third soul he had just clearly seen dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye; the Star Map blurred and collapsed with a boom. Not only the Star Map, but everything around him suddenly disintegrated at this moment!

Everything came too suddenly. It was at the moment when the Seven-Colored Daoist was most excited, just as he was about to see clearly where the third soul stayed during Reincarnation, that everything disappeared.

The Seven-Colored Daoist was stunned for a moment. He had no way to stop it because someone had woken him up from within the first layer of the illusion.

"No!!!" After being stunned, the Seven-Colored Daoist let out a roar of extreme anger!

This roar came from his mouth, and also from the mouth of the Seven-Colored Daoist who was sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop within the first layer of the illusion. The sound boomed, colliding directly with Wang Lin's dao ancient roar, forming a force of destruction!

The Vortex of the six Origins suddenly collapsed. Wang Lin spat out blood, his whole body nearly shattered with a series of popping sounds. Agony struck, causing his body to be directly thrown out. At the same time, those nine suns spread outwards in this roar, and a powerful shockwave rushed towards Wang Lin again.

In this critical moment, Wang Lin's dao ancient immortality suddenly rose throughout his body. While rapidly recovering, he raised his right hand and waved forward, and saw the ghost-face sail transform and wrap around him. As he flashed backwards, the moment the shockwave swept over, Wang Lin's body immediately dissipated.

In the strange starry sky filled with Vicious Beasts, in the area filled with the remains of many Vicious Beasts, a hundred feet away from the cross-legged Seven-Colored Daoist, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened. His gaze was dim, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and without any hesitation, he took a step back.

With this step, his body suddenly disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was already in a very distant place. Spitting out blood again, Wang Lin did not even have time to heal his injuries and crazily fled forward.

In the distant place, the Seven-Colored Daoist, who was sitting cross-legged on the remains of a Vicious Beast, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were blood-red, his expression twisted, and he stared fixedly into the distance, letting out a violent roar.

"Wang Lin, if I, the Seven-Colored, do not kill you, I swear I am not human!!" This sound boomed, sweeping across the entire Star Domain. A large number of Vicious Beast remains around the Seven-Colored Daoist trembled and collapsed simultaneously under this sound, turning into dust and swirling in all directions.

The Seven-Colored Daoist stood up abruptly, carrying monstrous killing intent, and pursued Wang Lin!

Far away, Wang Lin still heard that angry roar and the words. His face was pale, and without the slightest pause, he spat out blood and escaped using a blood-escape technique!

"Nonsense. Even if I hadn't gone to disrupt his search for the third soul, since he chased me here, he must have harbored evil intentions!" Although Wang Lin's eyes were dim, he had no regrets about his previous actions.

He had to do this. If he had not chosen to disrupt the Seven-Colored Daoist's plan earlier, then even if he had gone to the altar, it would only have delayed his death.

If everything in that illusion was real, once this Seven-Colored Daoist found the third soul, not only him, but this entire Immortal Cave Realm would have no hope left!

It would completely become controlled by this new Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable. At that time, Wang Lin would not be able to control his own life or death!

He would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen. Disrupting the opponent's plan was imperative! Even if the consequences of doing so brought him infinitely close to death!

While fleeing, the starry sky behind Wang Lin trembled. He clearly felt that the Seven-Colored Daoist was crazily pursuing him. The Seven-Colored Daoist had profound cultivation, and his Divine Sense was infinitely vast, making it extremely easy for him to find Wang Lin!

"Right now, I can only go to the altar. Perhaps that altar can help me resolve this life-and-death crisis! I hope this is true!" When Wang Lin decided to go to where the Seven-Colored Daoist was sitting cross-legged earlier, he had pondered for half an incense stick of time.

During this half an incense stick of time, he was not only pondering the gains and losses, but also merging into the soul of Heavenly Fate Child again to perform deduction techniques. The final result of that deduction showed that the altar was where his lifeline lay!

In the Rift of the Cloud Sea, in the vast starry sea, Fan Shanlu had once said that this was caused by being forcibly torn open after the battle of the Immortal Cave, when the Heavenly Dao appeared to devour Lian Daofei, and because the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable collapsed and turned into the Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits, causing intense slaughter here.

She also said that this place was connected to a certain strange space, which was why so many Vicious Beasts appeared.

At this moment, deep in this Rift Star Domain, a huge altar floated in the pitch-black starry sky. This altar was dilapidated; it floated in the starry sky but did not drift away, instead remaining fixed in place.

The altar was entirely black, the same color as the starry sky, but a soft light faintly radiated from one corner of its edge.

The reason this altar was fixed was because one of its corners seemed to extend into another space, with layers of ripples echoing at the connection point, not dissipating for tens of thousands of years.

The space connected to it was not without Rifts, but had some damage, with a few huge Rifts spreading out, and the light was precisely radiating from these Rifts.

This scene was just like a piece of paper that had been pierced by a dart but was stuck there; naturally, there were some cracks where the paper was pierced.

Bursts of dao ancient aura radiated from this altar, permeating the surroundings, but it did not spread too far, as if an invisible force shrouded it, limiting the spread of this aura.

This altar was like a small mountain, octagonal in shape, with layers of stairs around it. At the top of the stairs, which was the highest point of the altar, there was a flat area a hundred feet in diameter. If one looked closely, one could faintly see countless black marks and runes on it, forming a Formation that contained the vicissitudes of time.

In the center of this Formation, which was the very core of the entire altar, there was an arm! That dao ancient aura radiated from this arm.

However, this arm was not too large, only dozens of feet in size. It was quietly placed here, motionless.

Through the Rift that held the altar, one could see a blurry image of that other space. It was a world of birds and flowers, with many Immortal Plants on the ground, and some Immortal Beasts chasing each other, as if it were a paradise.

Just at this moment, a shrill scream came from that paradise-like space. This scream revealed helplessness and pleading, which would inevitably arouse sympathy in anyone who heard it.

"Little ancestors, please let me go. I really cannot tell any more stories. Even if you give me more Magic Treasures, I have no more stories! It's been over a hundred years; my mouth is dry from telling stories, I can't take it anymore!!!"

Following the sound of the scream, a person with a haggard face, lifeless eyes, and an expression of pain was seen struggling to crawl out from the huge Rift where the altar connected to this space.

There was clearly an invisible membrane in the Rift, but for this person, this membrane seemed not to exist. As his body was more than half exposed, his appearance was revealed.

Through the Rift, one could see two little girls about seven or eight years old crouching in that strange space behind him. These two little girls looked very cute, one wearing purple clothes and the other wearing a green dress.

"Hanhan, why don't we let him go? I think he's quite pitiful." The little girl wearing the green dress revealed unbearable feelings in her eyes and nudged her companion.

The figure heard this, and tears immediately flowed down, his eyes filled with terror.

"Wawa, he hasn't finished his story yet. Don't pity him. Didn't he also threaten us when he first came here?" The little girl named Hanhan grabbed the figure's leg with her small hand and pulled him backward. Amidst the other person's shrill screams, she pulled his body back in.

"Tan Lang, hurry up and finish the story you were just telling. You were just talking about the Moon Gazer, hurry up and tell us what happened next."

The little girl named Wawa had a smile in her eyes, looked at Tan Lang, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"How about this: you tell us stories for another thousand years, and I will make the decision to let you leave."

Tan Lang wailed, watching his body being dragged back to this terrible place, and hearing Wawa's words, his tears flowed even more.

"I knew it would be like this, you two… you… it was the same last time, I really have no more stories, I want to drink some water…"

Second update!