Chapter 1757: The tenth sun of the Immortal Astral, Immortal Astral Continent, I have arrived!

Chapter 1757: The tenth sun of the Immortal Astral, Immortal Astral Continent, I have arrived! (Second update)

Even if it is nonsense, if you look at it from the perspective of Feng Shui, those buried in a Dragon vein possess a noble destiny. Once the destiny is fixed, their descendants will benefit!

Wang Lin does not believe in Feng Shui. He is already a Cultivator of great Divine Ability, capable of moving mountains and draining seas, changing the heavens and the earth, and even creating stars. For him, Feng Shui can be created and controlled by his own hands.

But at this moment, one can still use Feng Shui to interpret this shocking scene on the Immortal Astral Continent!

Those buried in auspicious graves, their descendants will be wealthy and have few disasters! Those buried in major auspicious graves, their wealth and nobility will last for generations! Those buried in Dragon veins, their descendants will be greatly wealthy and noble. Likewise, if one is buried in the main Dragon head grave, they can become kings and found nations!

The location of Wang Lin's Clone is where the Immortal Ancestor and Ancient Ancestor were born when the Immortal Astral Continent first opened. Although it is not the same curved stone platform, that stone platform is a part of it!

Thus, it is equivalent to Wang Lin possessing a destiny identical to that of the Immortal Ancestor and Ancient Ancestor! This destiny is not cultivation, but it far exceeds the limits that any cultivation can reach!

This destiny will not be revealed much right now, but as time passes, and as his Clone grows, Wang Lin's future is unimaginable!

Wang Lin is not entirely clear about these things; he is just vaguely aware. Many guesses rose in his heart, but he does not fully believe in this matter. He believes more in his own efforts and persistence, and he expects more for his Clone to walk out and throw that strongest punch!

On the Immortal Astral Continent, the moment the third Vortex appeared, everyone who sensed it felt their minds shaken. Regardless of their cultivation level or identity, even the Nine Suns, all wore solemn expressions as they sensed that third Vortex.

This third Vortex seemed newborn, unstable, and filled with countless distortions, but it did not collapse outside the Vortexes of the Ancient Ancestor and Immortal Ancestor; instead, it expanded rapidly.

For a long, long time, in the boundless sky, the three Vortexes slowly dissipated simultaneously, as if they had never appeared, disappearing from everyone's senses without a trace.

Everything returned to normal, but the shock left in everyone's hearts took root and grew infinitely.

This matter seemed like an omen, heavy and suffocating, causing countless thoughts to rise in their hearts.

On this Immortal Astral Continent, at the same time those three Vortexes dissipated, in an Immortal clan county town, a child of ten-something years old, with one hand on his waist, acting like a prince, waving a small wooden stick. Under the guidance of two frowning Cultivators, a group of children were sent to a nearby sect gate to undergo an assessment.

If any had excellent talent, they would be accepted into the sect and become Disciples.

"I will be a prince in the future!!" The child's heart echoed with this persistent voice.

Also on this land, very far away from here, a slightly younger boy, wearing a Daoist robe obtained from who knows where, looking like an immortal child, stood in a wealthy family's house in a county town, smiling and speaking slowly to the several people respectfully standing before him.

"This old man has cultivated for three thousand years. Now I have experienced childhood rejuvenation and need to go through nine Reincarnations to restore my Divine Ability. Since you invited me from the neighboring county, very well, this old man will stay here for a few days, which can be considered forming a Dao connection." The child's expression revealed vicissitudes. This aura was something even Mortals could feel, as if the boy sitting there was not a child at all, but an old man who had lived for thousands of years.

Especially the spirit in his eyes, which seemed to see through life, making it impossible not to believe him.

And that feeling of vicissitudes and decay made the entire room contain an eerie, Yin Qi-filled atmosphere.

Watching the Mortals before him, impacted by that decaying aura and trembling respectfully, the child's expression remained normal, but his heart was blooming with laughter.

"Heh heh, this young Master's swindling skills are self-taught. Even I thought these words were true, as if I really was reincarnated! If I really was reincarnated, damn it, my previous life must have been an earth-shattering swindler! Spending some time here is not a waste of the few months I spent accompanying corpses in the graveyard… and the expenses in the neighboring county must be recouped a hundredfold…"

Setting aside the affairs of the Immortal Astral Continent, in the void layer, Wang Lin's whole body was shrouded in mist. That mist was the Mosquito King's body. This Mosquito King covered Wang Lin's entire body and whistled forward.

In its rapid flight, the Immortal Astral Laws here seemed to have dissipated quite a bit. The pressure acting on Wang Lin was now something he could bear. And although he had lost his way, this Mosquito Beast seemed to vaguely sense the exit, bringing Wang Lin to fly forward continuously.

Along the way, the Mosquito Beast was very excited, occasionally turning to look at Wang Lin and emitting joyful hisses. It still liked the feeling of being by Wang Lin's side; it made it feel very comfortable, as if it were following its parents.

However, even with the Mosquito King providing transport, as time passed and they went deeper into the end of the void, the squeezing pressure of the Immortal Astral Laws became stronger and stronger.

Although Wang Lin had his Clone in the stone shell, constantly nourishing his Main Body while growing, after a long time, it became difficult. The main problem was that he had to protect Li Muwan from any harm.

If not for Li Muwan, the current Wang Lin, due to the relationship between his Clone and the Mosquito Beast, would have already adapted to these Immortal Astral Laws.

He had such an advantage, yet it was still like this; from this, one can see how terrifying this void layer is.

"No wonder throughout history, no one has been able to walk out of this void layer without a Bloodline… Bringing Wan'er means I gave up the Bloodline…" Wang Lin was silent.

He had forgotten the passage of time and did not know how long he had existed here, but he understood that ten years must have passed.

"Master is likely unable to wait any longer. If he leaves and returns to the Dao Ancient Lineage, and enters the Immortal Astral Continent, everything will have to depend on myself…" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and soon revealed determination.

"This doesn't matter. Back then, I left the Vermilion Bird Star alone and entered Kunxu, then from Kunxu entered Luotian, and after that, the Cloud Sea, the Outer Realm Primordial Stars. Now, even if I go to this strange Immortal Astral Continent, it doesn't matter! Conversely, on this Immortal Astral Continent, I must increase my cultivation as soon as possible… And that Donglin Sect, I must go there once. If I have the chance to enter the Donglin Pool…" Wang Lin thought of this, his heart pounded. Regarding the Donglin Pool, Wang Lin could be said to be extremely eager!

He longed to turn the illusory scene within the myriad changes into reality. He longed to possess an Origin Clone; with that, he could even fight against the Empty Tribulation Realm!

"There are still some old friends on the Immortal Astral Continent… I wonder if any of those reincarnated people have successfully been born… Heh heh, I wonder if Situ Nan managed to become a prince, I wonder if Liu Jinbiao is still swindling, and that Xu Ligou, I wonder what kind of fortune that Devil Head will have on the Immortal Astral Continent. And Qing Shui, Hong Die… and Li Qianmei…" In this lonely void, with the Mosquito Beast for company and memories for company, Wang Lin was not lonely.

One year, two years, three years…

Three years of time slowly passed in Wang Lin's reminiscence. The Mosquito Beast's speed slowed down a lot, but at this moment, it had brought Wang Lin to the end of this void, very, very close to the exit!

This exit might not be the place Xuan Luo had waited for back then, but rather a place the Mosquito Beast had come to based on its vague memory and sensing. It might lead to Tianniu Continent, or it might be somewhere else; it could even possibly appear in one of the thirty-six counties of the Ancient Kingdom.

During these three years, all of Wang Lin's cultivation was focused on Li Muwan behind him. Under his protection, Li Muwan was very safe; she was in the Heaven-Avoiding Coffin, as if she had fallen asleep.

This day, in the void ahead of Wang Lin, he saw a piece of light. This light was not thick; one could vaguely see that it was a long, thin Rift. The light was emitted from within the Rift, and outside it, one could faintly see a landscape of mountains and earth.

Bursts of the unique aura of the Immortal Astral Continent seemed to be faintly transmitted, making Wang Lin's exhausted body shake immediately!

The Mosquito Beast was also exhausted. Struggling, it wanted to take Wang Lin and rush into the Rift, but in the end, its body dissipated, turning into ink, and it was hard to maintain its form.

Wang Lin felt heartache for the Mosquito Beast. With a pause, he raised his right hand and grabbed towards the Mosquito Beast, causing the Mosquito Beast to turn into a totem of ink and imprint onto Wang Lin's arm.

He did not dare to open his Storage Space. When he last opened it, Wang Lin had sensed the instability of the Storage Space, as if it were about to collapse. Especially since he did not know if opening it now would cause the Storage Space to explode, or if the Storage Space would even exist after entering the Immortal Astral Continent.

These unknown things required Wang Lin to explore step by step.

Inside the Storage Space, besides some Medicinal Pills and Magic Treasures, there were the Madman and the Silver-Robed Woman. Both of these people clearly possessed the Immortal Astral Bloodline. Even if an accident occurred, it wouldn't matter in that void layer, unless they were like Wang Lin, protecting people or objects not permitted to enter the Immortal Astral Continent.

Having taken away the Mosquito Beast, Wang Lin carried Li Muwan on his back and adjusted his breath in place for a long while. He suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the faint, flickering Rift in the distance. At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the Outer Realm Battlefield of the Vermilion Bird Star back then, rushing out as a Soul Devourer. With a pause, his whole body erupted with all the power currently within him, turning into a long rainbow, and rushed straight towards the Rift!

His speed was extremely fast. As he approached, in order to ensure Li Muwan would not be harmed, he put almost all his cultivation other than speed behind him, relying only on his Physical Body to force his way through!

Getting closer and closer!

One hundred zhang, fifty zhang, thirty zhang, ten zhang… until one zhang!!

Wang Lin's body felt as if it were burning, sending waves of intense, stinging pain, but his eyes revealed an extremely bright light!

"Immortal Astral Continent, I, Wang Lin, have arrived!!!"

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