Chapter 1787: The Immortal Astral’s Tenth Sun—Curse Him to Death!

Following this low roar, a powerful Divine Sense, like a storm, instantly enveloped the surroundings. It collided with the ripples formed by Wang Lin's Ancient Dao Without Immortals, and silently, the nine layers of ripples immediately collapsed layer by layer, vanishing in an instant and scattering into shards of crystal light.

Furthermore, the body of Yan Luan was abruptly bounced outward by the descending Divine Sense, forcing her to retreat a hundred zhang before finally stopping.

Covered by this powerful Divine Sense, the surrounding Elders of the Great Soul Gate fell silent, and the dramatic changes in the surrounding environment slowly ceased.

Between Wang Lin and Yan Luan, an old man appeared where the Divine Sense descended. This Elder was dressed in green robes, with white hair, and he was none other than the true body of Immortal Master Qing Niu!

The moment his body solidified, his Origin True Body stepped forward, merging with his true body and forming a blurry phantom image behind him.

A terrifying aura emanated from the old man's body. In Wang Lin's perception, this aura already surpassed that of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable at his peak.

"Empty Tribulation Realm Late Stage!!" Wang Lin's expression was calm, but his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

"Greetings, Old Ancestor!" After the old man's body materialized, the surrounding silent Elders of the Great Soul Gate all bowed.

Even Yan Luan lowered her head, her expression gloomy and fluctuating, respectfully paying her respects. Only Wang Lin stood there without bowing, his face calm as he swept his gaze across Immortal Master Qing Niu.

"Yan Luan, Elder Wang is someone I invited. From now on, he will be one of the Elders of my Great Soul Gate. As for your Yan Vein Peak… I will open up a new mountain peak Immortal Cave for you, and you may enter the Soul Storage Pavilion for three days!" Immortal Master Qing Niu spoke slowly, looking at the stunning young woman, Yan Luan.

Yan Luan remained silent, originally unwilling, but remembering Wang Lin's terrifying Divine Ability from before, she nodded in silence.

"Let this matter be dropped. Everything concerning Elder Wang is a secret of my Great Soul Gate and must not be spread. Violators will be dealt with according to the sect rules!" Immortal Master Qing Niu spoke solemnly, his expression serious, sweeping his gaze across the people around him before finally landing on Wang Lin.

"Elder Wang, welcome to the Great Soul Gate!" Immortal Master Qing Niu smiled.

Wang Lin also smiled, cupping his fist and politely bowing to Immortal Master Qing Niu. As the surrounding people focused their gazes on him, Wang Lin smiled and said, "I am new here. If I have been rash in any way, I hope Fellow Daoists will not take it to heart."

Wang Lin smiled, his words neither arrogant nor aggressive, but quite gentle. Coupled with the Divine Abilities and methods he had previously displayed to establish his might, as soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding Elders of the Great Soul Gate immediately cupped their fists in return.

"Elder Wang is too polite. As fellow Disciples in the future, we will naturally help each other."

"Haha, Elder Wang's cultivation is extraordinary, and his Divine Abilities are astounding. Among Cultivators of our generation, the strong are respected. How can there be any rashness? It's not a problem,

not a problem."

"If Elder Wang has time, you can visit Pine Cloud Peak. I have Immortal Tea gathered by maidens there, and we can drink tea and discuss the Dao."

Polite words continued all around. Wang Lin showed no impatience, replying to each person with a smile. Afterward, these various Peak Elders excused themselves and departed, transforming into streaks of long rainbows as they returned to their respective peaks.

Soon, in the sky outside the Great Soul Gate, only Yan Luan, Wang Lin, and Old Ancestor Qing Niu remained. In the distance were Yan Luan's Disciples, among whom Fan Shanmeng looked at Wang Lin with a complicated gaze.

"Elder Wang, first choose a mountain peak within the Great Soul Gate to serve as your Immortal Cave. I can personally arrange it for you. Once you are familiar with the Great Soul Gate, you may come find me. Every Elder of the Great Soul Gate has one chance to enter the Soul Storage Pavilion, where there are numerous Divine Abilities and Cultivation Techniques for you to choose from.

Furthermore, there are three gifts that have been prepared for you for a very long time. Since you have arrived this time, I shall present these three gifts to you on behalf of the ancestors… They should be of great use to you!" As Old Ancestor Qing Niu spoke, Yan Luan clearly heard the emphasis placed on Wang Lin. In her silence, she inwardly snorted but did not speak.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, looking toward the Great Soul Gate. From this position, he could see that the original crimson mountain peak was now in a sorry state and quite dim.

After a brief thought, Wang Lin and Yan Luan originally did not have deep enmity. Strictly speaking, Wang Lin was the one who provoked first, turning the opponent's Immortal Cave into this state. Anyone would find that hard to accept.

"Senior Qing Niu, there is no need to search for another mountain Immortal Cave for me. That Yan Vein Peak will suffice!" Wang Lin pointed at the dim, ruined peak in the distance.

"As for the new Immortal Cave, it would be better to give it to Yan Luan." Wang Lin smiled slightly at the stunning young woman.

The young woman was startled, and her expression softened slightly, but the anger in her heart could not dissipate. Seeing Wang Lin smile at her, she coldly snorted and glared fiercely at him.

Old Ancestor Qing Niu watched this scene, laughed heartily, and nodded, saying, "That works too. You can come find me at Azure Heaven Peak three days from now!" As Old Ancestor Qing Niu spoke, he raised his right hand and grabbed in the Void Realm, immediately conjuring a Jade Slip that flew toward Wang Lin.

"This Jade Slip allows you to freely enter and exit the vast majority of the Great Soul Gate's Restrictions!"

Wang Lin accepted the Jade Slip, said nothing more, and flashed toward the dim mountain peak. As he passed by Yan Luan's many Disciples, Wang Lin paused, his gaze inscrutable, and looked at Fan Shanmeng.

Fan Shanmeng trembled when Wang Lin's gaze swept over her and quickly lowered her head. Her cultivation was considerable; she, like Du Qing, had undergone seven Mysterious Tribulations. The fact that she and her younger sister could become the Dao Companions of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable back then had nothing to do with her cultivation, but rather because she was a Disciple of the Great Soul Gate!

Furthermore, there was a deeper reason, which seemed related to an Opportunity she once had. Otherwise, given the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable's cultivation at the Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage back then, he definitely would not have sought her out as a Dao Companion.

The Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable's life was full of changes. Outsiders could not discern the true nature of his infatuation and passion, but throughout his life, even after his cultivation improved and he became a mighty figure of the Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage, his devotion to Fan Shanmeng remained, which speaks volumes.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that when he learned Fan Shanmeng seemed to have an ambiguous relationship with Lian Daofei, the rage in his heart became so immense!

"My Immortal Cave lacks a female attendant. This woman is suitable. Yan Luan, give her to me." As Wang Lin paused and looked at Fan Shanmeng, he raised his right hand and pointed at her.

At the point of his finger, Fan Shanmeng's mind trembled, and upon hearing Wang Lin's words, her expression immediately changed drastically.

"Don't even think about it!!!" Yan Luan's emotions, which had finally calmed down, instantly erupted after Wang Lin's sentence. Her eyes carried Evil Qi, and this expression strangely made her appearance possess an unusual beauty.

Wang Lin laughed heartily, his body transforming into a long rainbow and flying into the Great Soul Gate. The finger he pointed just now actually held another meaning.

After Wang Lin left, Yan Luan suddenly looked at Fan Shanmeng, her eyes revealing a strange light, harboring unknown intentions.

Stared at by her Master, Fan Shanmeng bit her lower lip, feeling uneasy, and lowered her head, afraid to speak.

Inside the Great Soul Gate, on the dim Yan Vein Peak, Wang Lin stood, his Divine Sense spreading out and enveloping the entire peak. Due to the drying up of the Main underground fire vein, this mountain had become practically abandoned, and even the mountain body felt brittle, as if it could collapse with a slight force.

But none of this bothered Wang Lin. He raised his right foot and gently stomped. Immediately, the Fire Origin True Body materialized behind him and fused into the mountain peak.

The moment the Origin True Body merged with the mountain, the peak suddenly erupted in a dense sea of fire. The fire roared, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, surrounding the entire mountain and causing it to burn fiercely.

"If it lost the power of flame, I will replenish it with flame. If it lost the will of flame, then my will shall become the mountain!" Wang Lin muttered. The sea of fire roared, burning away all the Restrictions that previously existed within the peak. After new Restrictions were formed, the mountain's color immediately changed from dimness, once again becoming crimson like a scorching sun!

Moreover, it was much more intense than before. The mountain peak's flames seemed capable of burning eternally, never to be extinguished!

Seeing this scene, Yan Luan immediately gritted her teeth. The slight relief she had felt regarding Wang Lin taking over the ruined peak instantly vanished.

"I will never coexist with him!!"

She suppressed a burning rage inside her until Old Ancestor Qing Niu rearranged a peak for her. After he left, she immediately summoned Fan Shanmeng.

"Fan Shanmeng, go to Yan Vein Mountain. Didn't that fellow surnamed Wang want you as a female attendant? Go and serve him!"

"Master!!" Fan Shanmeng's expression changed drastically. She knelt on the ground, trembling, looking utterly pitiful, as if tears were welling up in her eyes.

Her expression, however, only earned a cold snort from Yan Luan.

"That fellow surnamed Wang, he's the one you told me about before, right? From the Immortal Cave Realm… Hmph, put away your seductive posturing; your Charm Skill is useless against me! You are naturally wanton. You cursed your Dao Companion, the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable, to death, and you even caused Lian Daofei to disappear into the Seven Dao Sect's Immortal Cave Realm because of you. I do not possess your ability, but if you can use it well on that fellow surnamed Wang and curse him to death too, I will not treat you unfairly!"

Fan Shanmeng's delicate body trembled, and she looked up, about to speak.

"Say no more! You must go whether you want to or not. Curse him to death for me!! This is the skill you excel at. With your seductive posturing and allure, you can do it. Go!" Yan Luan flicked her large sleeve, and a fierce wind immediately whistled, sweeping Fan Shanmeng out of the mountain peak.

Outside the peak, Fan Shanmeng remained silent for a long time. When she turned to look at the burning mountain where Wang Lin was, her eyes revealed deep venomous hatred. If not for Wang Lin's previous words, how could Yan Luan possibly have sent her away?

"Curse him to death…" Her Master's words seemed to still echo in her ears. Fan Shanmeng took a deep breath. The venomous hatred in her eyes vanished, replaced by an inner seductiveness as smooth as water. With a calm expression, she lightly stepped toward the burning mountain peak.

The neighbor's renovation is irritating, irritating, irritating!! Typing amidst the banging sounds—pain, pain, pain!! I plan to go find a place to write this afternoon, otherwise, I really can't write anymore.