Chapter 1789: Immortal Astral’s tenth sun, Soul Repository!

Deep within the Great Soul Gate stood a mountain peak that pierced the clouds. The peak was a lush green, and because of its immense height, it seemed to support heaven and earth. This place was the Forbidden Land of the Great Soul Gate, the location where Old Ancestor Qing Niu conducted his secluded cultivation.

Wang Lin sped along. The many Restrictions of the Great Soul Gate transformed into layers of ripples before him, having no effect whatsoever. It was only outside the Azure Heaven Peak that Wang Lin stopped, looked at the mountain, cupped his fists, and spoke clearly.

"Junior Wang Lin requests an audience with Senior Qing Niu!"

The entirety of the Azure Heaven Peak trembled, and all the Restrictions outside the peak vanished. An ancient voice floated out from within.

"The very peak. I am waiting for you here."

Wang Lin subconsciously spread his Divine Sense, sweeping it across the Azure Heaven Peak. His expression immediately became serious. Although the peak looked ordinary, it actually contained an extremely powerful aura, an aura emanating from the mountain itself.

"This mountain is transformed from a Magic Treasure…" Wang Lin remained outwardly calm, his body flashing as he shot straight toward the mountain's summit, seemingly rushing into the clouds. He quickly arrived at the peak.

At the top of the Azure Heaven Peak, Immortal Master Qing Niu sat cross-legged. His green robes fluttered in the mountain wind, blowing his white hair about. Wang Lin's expression was normal. He approached Immortal Master Qing Niu, sat cross-legged opposite him.

"The Art of Soul Derivation Dao is indeed extraordinary. Seventeen hundred and eighty thousand years of cultivation might allow one to surpass the Imperial Advisor of the Immortal Emperor. Wang is impressed by the profound foundation of the Great Soul Gate." Sitting there, Wang Lin spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Immortal Master Qing Niu laughed heartily, showing no embarrassment, but rather a look of great composure.

"En, Elder Wang, those words are very true. It is excellent that upon just entering our Great Soul Gate, you already take pride in it. In fact, this old man has always thought so too. If someone could truly persevere in secluded cultivation for seventeen hundred and eighty thousand years, Cultivating the Art of Soul Derivation Dao day and night, they would certainly possess calculating power comparable to the Imperial Advisor!"

"Cultivating a Divine Ability for seventeen hundred and eighty thousand years without increasing one's cultivation, their internal vitality and Lifespan would both be insufficient. Does such a person even exist?" Wang Lin's tone was impolite. That seventeen hundred and eighty thousand years made him quite exasperated.

"Haha, in any case, this old man has never heard of anyone within the Great Soul Gate who has Cultivated this Soul Derivation Dao to Major Achievement. Even the First Generation Old Ancestor only managed to brand forty-one billion rune inscriptions."

"However, Elder Wang possesses astonishing talent and must have many Opportunities. Perhaps you will find a way to Cultivate this ultimate skill of my Great Soul Gate to Major Achievement." Immortal Master Qing Niu smiled slightly and said.

"Nonsense!" Wang Lin was utterly impolite. He rarely spoke like this, but he found Immortal Master Qing Niu's expression truly exasperating.

As soon as these words left his mouth, Immortal Master Qing Niu was visibly stunned, clearly having never expected Wang Lin to reply in such a manner. Blinking, Immortal Master Qing Niu genuinely felt a little guilty and chuckled.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. I have three gifts here, prepared for you by the Great Soul Gate. They should be of great use to you!" Saying this, Immortal Master Qing Niu quickly raised his right hand and waved forward. Immediately, three rays of light materialized, forming three brocade boxes that shot toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin flicked his large sleeve, storing the three brocade boxes inside without even glancing at them.

"Don't tell me the time required to open these brocade boxes is also seventeen hundred and eighty thousand years."

Old Ancestor Qing Niu coughed dryly and quickly said: "This, this old man truly doesn't know. These three gifts were prepared for you by the First Generation Old Ancestor back then, and the Great Soul Gate merely kept them safe on your behalf. Now you take them. As for the specific contents, I have no idea. Even if there's a problem, don't come looking for me…"

Seeing Wang Lin frown, Immortal Master Qing Niu stood up, raised his right hand, and pointed toward the sky. Immediately, a massive rift boomed into existence outside the Azure Heaven Peak. Inside the rift, which resembled another space, was a huge nine-story pavilion.

The pavilion was wreathed in mist, appearing and disappearing intermittently. A pressure originating from the Soul permeated the area. Before even entering the rift, just by looking at it from the outside, Wang Lin immediately felt this pressure.

"This old man still has a batch of Medicinal Pills refining. You can enter the Soul Repository Pavilion yourself and choose one Divine Ability. According to the rules of past generations, you can only choose once. If you wish to choose a second Divine Ability, you must complete a mission for the School!" After saying this, Old Ancestor Qing Niu instantly disappeared, having teleported away, hurriedly leaving the area.

Wang Lin stood up, ignoring the departing Old Ancestor Qing Niu. He gazed at the rift in the sky, pondered for a moment, and then stepped into the fissure.

The moment he entered the rift, a massive pressure enveloped him. This was a hazy space, without sky or earth. The entire space contained only that one enormous nine-story pavilion, shrouded in mist.

Outside the pavilion, two colossal Stone Statues of Vicious Beasts were coiled, lifelike in appearance.

The pavilion's main door was closed, and the surroundings were silent. Only inside the sixth floor, amidst the mist, was there a flickering light, as if someone was moving around on the sixth floor.

Above the main door, three large characters were inscribed vertically.

Soul Repository Pavilion!

This was the Holy Land of the Great Soul Gate, the storage location for generations of Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities. Although it seemed calm, Wang Lin vaguely perceived that danger lurked everywhere, containing an unknown number of terrifying killing intents.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin raised his foot and walked toward the nine-story pavilion's door. Just as he approached, his steps suddenly halted, and he abruptly turned his head to look at the massive Vicious Beast Stone Statue on his right.

The appearance of this Vicious Beast resembled a Qilin, yet it was distinctly different.

The moment Wang Lin looked over, the Vicious Beast Stone Statue suddenly began to squirm. Amidst the surrounding distortion, a low growl and roar abruptly echoed within Wang Lin's mind.

"Hand over the Jade Slip!"

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He realized that this Stone Statue actually Sealed the Soul of an extremely powerful Vicious Beast. This Soul was suppressed here, and after Fusion with the Stone Statue, it could manifest various Divine Abilities.

He raised his right hand and flipped it over, and the Jade Slip given by Immortal Master Qing Niu appeared in Wang Lin's hand. The moment the Jade Slip appeared, Wang Lin felt a blur before his eyes, and with a flash of red light, the Jade Slip vanished without a trace. The large mouth of the squirming Stone Statue seemed to be chewing, and a moment later, it spat out the Jade Slip.

"You may enter the Soul Repository Pavilion and choose one Divine Ability Cultivation Technique!" After the Stone Statue transmitted its Divine Thought, it slowly stopped squirming. The space around it ceased twisting, and it became still, just like an ordinary statue.

"Such speed!" Wang Lin's pupils contracted. He hadn't clearly seen the Stone Statue's movement just now. After a brief thought, he realized that the flash of red light was actually the Vicious Beast's tongue.

After the Stone Statue became still, the main door of the nine-story pavilion slowly opened a crack. Waves of Soul fluctuations spread out from within, making the pressure in the area even heavier.

Wang Lin remained calm, stepping toward the door and entering through the crack. The instant he stepped into the first floor of the Soul Repository Pavilion, he saw the pavilion's secret.

This was a room several thousand feet in size. Small figures, seven feet tall, floated here cross-legged, meditating with closed eyes, completely motionless. However, powerful cultivation fluctuations emanated from their bodies.

Wang Lin's gaze swept over the thousands of small figures. There were men and women, old and young, but without exception, they were all Soul Forms. Within every single Soul Form was contained a Divine Ability Cultivation Technique.

"Soul Repository Pavilion…" Wang Lin muttered. After sweeping his gaze around, he saw the staircase leading to the second floor. The stairs emitted a faint light, seeming to possess a Restriction. If one's cultivation was insufficient, they could not ascend.

Clearly, the higher the floor in the nine-story Soul Repository Pavilion, the more profound the Cultivation Techniques. Wang Lin flicked his large sleeve, bypassed the hundreds of Soul Forms, and walked toward the stairs. The moment his foot landed, a sudden repulsive force arose, seemingly trying to prevent Wang Lin from going up.

This repulsive force was quite strong, capable of stopping any powerhouse who had not reached the Third Step. However, to Wang Lin, it was insignificant. His expression composed, he stepped lightly, ascending the stairs one step at a time, and with thudding sounds, he reached the second floor.

The second floor of the Soul Repository Pavilion also contained thousands of Soul Forms. The aura of the Cultivation Techniques emanating from them was several times stronger than those on the first floor. However, after sweeping his gaze around, Wang Lin did not find the two Divine Abilities he sought: the Multiple Illusion Art and the Technique for Summoning the Souls of the Great Soul Gate's Ancestors.

"Most of the Cultivation Techniques here can be comprehended by those with Void Nirvana cultivation. When executed, their power is extraordinary… but they are already useless to me." While contemplating, Wang Lin followed the staircase from the second floor toward the third floor.

The third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor! Wang Lin didn't stop for long along the way, arriving inside the fifth floor of the Soul Repository Pavilion. On this floor, the number of Soul Forms abruptly decreased; only about five hundred floated there. The aura of the Cultivation Techniques emanating from them faintly reached the void profound Realm. Clearly, this area belonged to void profound Cultivators.

Although Wang Lin could not see the changes or the incantations of these Divine Ability Cultivation Techniques, he could tell through his senses that every single one possessed immense power.

Wang Lin didn't know what kind of effect any single Soul Form here would cause if taken outside, but if placed in the Immortal Cave Realm, it would be enough to trigger a massive catastrophe!

However, although these Divine Ability Cultivation Techniques were tempting, they were not Wang Lin's current choice! His eyes flashed as he looked at the staircase leading to the sixth floor and walked toward it.

The moment his foot landed, Wang Lin's mind instantly boomed, as if he had been heavily struck. His body abruptly shook, his foot remained planted there, and his body became motionless.

On the sixth floor, Yan Luan sat cross-legged. A Soul Form floated above her head, and strands of Soul Qi emanated from the Soul Form, drilling into her crown.

The instant Wang Lin's foot stepped onto the stairs leading to the sixth floor, Yan Luan suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a look of surprise.

"At this time, the one who can reach the Soul Repository Pavilion is most likely that Wang Lin! Hmph, this person's cultivation is strange; he shouldn't just be at the void spirit Late Stage. If we see whether he can ascend, we can judge his true cultivation!"

Feng Ling Tian Xia's new book, Arrogant Nine Heavens, that name is domineering, it made Er Gen pause. Book Number: 1952707

72 Bian's new book, Judgment, that name is also very domineering, it made Er Gen pause again. Book Number: 2110915

With two giants colliding, Er Gen is preparing to grab a stool and some melon seeds to watch these two giants battle, haha.