Chapter 1801: Immortal Astral tenth sun, Meeting Old Acquaintances!

At the moment Wang Lin's Water Origin reached Major Achievement, phantoms immediately materialized within the surrounding seawater. As soon as these phantoms appeared, a green glow permeated the area.

Wang Lin seemed to have anticipated these suddenly appearing phantoms. His expression remained calm. He raised his right hand and grabbed toward the seawater above him. Under this grab, all the black liquid within the seawater condensed together, and in an instant, it turned into a single drop of black liquid in Wang Lin's hand.

This liquid was precisely the Ten Thousand Purification Filthy Liquid!

As the phantoms materialized one by one, with powerful cultivation auras swirling around them, they all rushed toward Wang Lin. At that instant, Wang Lin fiercely squeezed that drop of black liquid.

"Water can isolate all auras, can make fire stop burning, can suffocate life, can make the world colorless…" Wang Lin muttered. As he squeezed, the drop of black liquid in his hand suddenly collapsed, turning into a large amount of ink-like water that spread crazily outward from Wang Lin as the center.

The thousand-plus phantoms nearing Wang Lin had not yet had a chance to unleash their Divine Abilities before they were immediately swept up by that ink-like water, which surged like a violent wave, and were instantly engulfed.

Bursts of shrill screams immediately erupted within this Pill Sea. Every green-robed Cultivator touched by this black ink-water trembled as their bodies immediately corroded and dissipated, and their Primordial Spirits perished.

There were others who, as if suffocating, stared with wide eyes and died. What was being isolated was not just auras, but also Immortal Qi, and even the burning of the fire of life.

Still others had their bodies collapse with a boom. The blood within them reversed, forcibly stripping out through their pores, shattering their Physical Bodies and destroying their Primordial Spirits.

Quite a few others trembled violently, their bodies withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, they turned into desiccated, corpse-like skeletons, and even their Primordial Spirits withered and collapsed from the loss of moisture.

Everything happened within the moment Wang Lin squeezed his right hand. His expression was calm as he slowly walked forward, passing through those skeletons and corpses. Wisps of black liquid drifted out, drilling into Wang Lin's body to fuse with his blood.

After taking seven steps, Wang Lin suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance. The sea surface far away in that direction was where those three large banners were located—that was where the woman was!

The woman's body trembled, and terror appeared in her eyes. On the Compass in her hand, all the green light points surrounding the light point representing Wang Lin extinguished, and the black color also vanished. In the vast half of the sea area, only that one white point remained, moving slowly, and soon, it disappeared without a trace.

"Who is this person!! Why was there no existence of him among the experts investigated beforehand!!" In the silence, the woman bit her silver teeth.

"All Green Devil Guards, heed my command! Search the entire Pill Sea and hunt this person down! He cannot be allowed to leave. He has snatched the Ten Thousand Purification Filthy Liquid, so he must be killed to retrieve it!" As the woman spoke, she spat out a mouthful of blood. That blood seemed to fuse with her words in the nether, turning directly into gas and drilling into the Compass in her hand.

At the same time the blood dissipated, all the green-robed Cultivators beside the woman stepped forward rapidly.

Meanwhile, every Green Devil Continent Cultivator currently existing within this entire Pill Sea felt their minds shake as the woman's voice echoed within their heads.

The reason this voice could travel such a range was not that the woman's cultivation was astonishing, but because she was using the Compass in her hand. This Compass was no ordinary object; it was the central hub for the Formation and Restriction covering the Pill Sea!

Wang Lin's expression was calm as he walked slowly forward within this Pill Sea. His pace was not fast, but every time he took a step, he covered a vast distance. He did not stop, and his speed grew faster and faster.

"These people have placed a Seal on this Pill Sea, although I don't know for what purpose… but only allowing people in and not allowing them out clearly shows they are afraid of news leaking out…" As he walked, Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He raised his right hand, and a small figure slowly crawled out from his palm.

This small figure was a sliver of soul Wang Lin had condensed after practicing the Soul Derivation Dao. As he walked, Wang Lin's gaze met that of the small figure. The small figure's body trembled, and it knelt in Wang Lin's palm, kowtowing to him.

As the head touched the skin of his palm, Wang Lin's mind suddenly roared. Just as he was about to deduce future changes, a force from the nether suddenly struck, forcibly cutting off Wang Lin's deduction.

His eyes narrowed, and his expression became even more solemn.

"Someone is interfering… It is not aimed at me, but at all Divine Abilities that attempt to deduce the changes here…" Wang Lin clenched his palm, and the small figure inside merged into his body and vanished.

"I fear there will be great chaos here…" Wang Lin mused, his body flickering. Ripples flashed under his feet, and he vanished in an instant, using Shrinking the Ground into an Inch to leave.

Less than ten breaths after he left, thousands of figures materialized there. Those figures were wearing green robes, and after a brief investigation upon appearing, they vanished once again.

As for Wang Lin, his figure emerged within the sea area near Tianniu Continent amidst rippling waves. He frowned, but his body did not leave the seabed. Instead, he looked up from within the sea, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through the sea surface to see the dim sky outside.

"The Restriction here makes it so that Shrinking the Ground into an Inch can only move within this Pill Sea and cannot go outside… This Restriction is actually somewhat profound…" Wang Lin's eyes revealed contemplation. He did not fear Restrictions; any Restriction in this world could not escape the Origin, and the more Restrictions he saw, the more beneficial it was for the growth of Wang Lin's Restriction Origin.

If he could absorb and refine an extremely ancient Restriction Formation of this world, his Restriction Origin would instantly skyrocket.

"The Restriction here can actually be refined and absorbed to become a part of my Restriction Origin…" Wang Lin muttered. Back in the Soul Storage Pavilion, as an Elder of the Great Soul Gate, it was truly inconvenient to refine them, and those Restrictions were not so profound—they merely contained the will of experts.

While deep in thought, Wang Lin's expression remained calm. He raised his right hand and waved it violently to the side. Immediately, in the sea to Wang Lin's right, dozens of flames ignited within the water.

The moment these flames appeared, screams echoed. As the seawater churned, the figures of a dozen or so green-robed Cultivators materialized. Their bodies were currently burning fiercely, emitting black flames. These flames could not even be extinguished by the seawater; these flames were the False Fire triggered by their killing intent!

Wang Lin rarely used the False Fire Divine Ability, and this was the first time he had used it in the Immortal Astral Continent! However, its power, when used by surprise, was extremely formidable. The dozen or so Cultivators perished in the blink of an eye. Their cultivation was not at the Third Step; they were merely the advance party pursuing Wang Lin and had absolutely no power to resist.

As he moved forward, Wang Lin intended to rush out of the water to observe the Restriction Formation covering the entire Pill Sea. But just then, his expression shifted, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

"The three of them… are actually here." A smile appeared on Wang Lin's face, and he changed direction and took a step.

A roar echoed deep in the sea. The White Tiger Battle General spat out blood and fled rapidly, carrying Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise. Behind him, the Cultivator surnamed Qian licked his lips, cruelty appearing in his eyes.

"Your Physical Body is quite strong. If I refine you into a Puppet, perhaps it would be a good choice."

"You three have not-bad cultivation. According to the Sect's investigation, you only migrated here a few decades ago and have no School or Sect. Why not join our Wuji Sect? You could avoid a fatal disaster!" The fair-skinned youth spoke with a smile.

The White Tiger Battle General's face was pale. He said nothing, carrying the weak Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise, who seemed to have only one breath left, and fled frantically. But no matter how fast his speed was, he could not widen the distance from the two Cultivators behind him.

"White Tiger, you three shouldn't be nameless people. But why is the investigation regarding you three a blank slate for the countless years before this Pill Sea…" The fair-skinned youth said leisurely, raising his right hand and pointing his fan forward.

Immediately, a green Qi appeared from the youth's fan, directly materializing into a green-light-flickering Golden-Armored Immortal. It took large steps, holding a large golden sword, and with a roar, slashed down at the White Tiger Battle General with the sword!

The instant the golden sword fell, the White Tiger Battle General turned around fiercely. With a roar, a fierce tiger phantom emerged from his body, separating from him and pouncing toward the Golden-Armored Immortal.

With a boom, the Immortal collapsed, but the White Tiger Battle General also groaned as the phantom dissipated. The White Tiger Battle General's body trembled, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, retreating hundreds of feet back.

"I am the White Tiger Battle General, one of the Four Great War Generals of the Seven Dao Sect. I do not change my name when traveling, nor do I hide it when sitting. Has a little brat like you remembered this!" The White Tiger Battle General's expression was ferocious. He no longer fled. He realized that today was a death tribulation, and he knew it would be very difficult to survive.

Since he was going to die, he might as well die with dignity!

"Vermilion Bird Battle General, one of the Four Great War Generals of the Seven Dao Sect!" Vermilion Bird, who was beside the White Tiger Battle General, had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He stared at the youth and spoke slowly.

"Black Tortoise Battle General!" The remaining Black Tortoise also understood that the three of them would likely die together this time. Instead, he took it lightly. With a sigh, like the White Tiger Battle General, he no longer kept his identity a secret.

"Seven Dao Sect!? Does Tianniu Continent have this School?" The fair-skinned youth's expression shifted. He thought for a long time but could not recall the three words "Seven Dao Sect" in their Sect's investigation.

"Seven Dao Sect!?" The Cultivator surnamed Qian beside him, upon hearing this name, took a careful look at the three.

"I once saw this name in the Sect's investigation of Tianniu Continent. It was a School from many years ago. The Sect Master seemed to be called some Immortal Venerable Seven-Colored. His cultivation was quite extraordinary back then, but now, I fear he has long since died."

Hearing the four words "Immortal Venerable Seven-Colored", the White Tiger Battle General and the other two fell silent, their expressions filled with complexity.

"Although the Sect Master is dead, there is still one person in our Seven Dao Sect! If this person steps out, it won't take many years before he is certain to become famous in the Immortal Astral!" The White Tiger Battle General spoke suddenly.

Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise looked at each other and nodded.

"Become famous in the Immortal Astral? This is interesting. Could it be that the person you speak of is that Yun Yifeng of the Guiyi Sect, or perhaps one of the four great Prodigies of the Eastern Continent!? How laughable, how laughable!" The fair-skinned youth mocked with a laugh. His body stepped forward, approaching along with the Cultivator surnamed Qian, and was about to launch a slaughter!

But just as the two of them neared, and the White Tiger Battle General and the other two revealed their determination, ready to fight to the death, a cold voice suddenly blew through the surroundings like a cold wind.

"Is it very laughable…"