Chapter 182: Divine Sense Dead Sea

The Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness displayed before Wang Lin resembled a massive sphere of immeasurable size, clearly divided into two halves: one blood-red, the other gray-black.

The blood-red half was clearly the Blood Sea, while the other half was the Divine Sense Dead Sea.

Staring at the bizarre sphere before him, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. The battle between Ancient God Tu Si and the Red-haired Man back then was earth-shattering, with the Ancient God's body serving as the battlefield. Although Ancient God Tu Si ultimately lost because only his Divine Sense remained, he split his Sea of Consciousness in two: one side condensed into the Dead Sea to prevent anyone from obtaining the Legacy of Memories, and the other transformed into the Blood Sea, sealing the Red-haired Man within.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Lin couldn't help but admire the master of the Six Desires Demonic Lord, Heavenly Demon Loose Cultivator. This man was a heaven-sent genius, who managed to take an unconventional path, using the Ancient God's desires as a driving force and Divine Bones as a guide, spending thousands of years to forcibly open a temporary passage connecting to the Divine Sense Dead Sea.

Unfortunately, if it hadn't been for that sudden appearance of the Middle-aged Man, the Heavenly Demon Loose Cultivator might have already inherited all the Ancient God Memories.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, and he took a step forward, rushing toward the location of the Divine Sense Dead Sea.

The moment he approached the gray-black area, a surge of gray mist immediately spread out from within, preventing him from advancing. This mist contained an invisible resistance.

Wang Lin quickly shifted his body, rushing toward it from another direction, but no matter where he tried to advance from, the gray mist would suddenly appear. No matter how hard he charged, he was unable to penetrate this gray mist.

Wang Lin remained silent for a moment, then slapped his Storage Pouch with his right hand, took out some Spiritual Liquid, and drank a large mouthful. He sat cross-legged in mid-air, regulated his breathing briefly, and then his eyes shot out a sharp gleam. His hands continuously changed Hand Seals in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, several circles of afterimages appeared one after another before him.

The sharp gleam in his eyes grew brighter, and his hands changed faster and faster. The afterimages of Restrictions in front of him increased accordingly. After a long while, Wang Lin's hands suddenly stopped, then crossed, and pressed forward simultaneously.

Instantly, those Restriction afterimages transformed into rings, rapidly spreading forward. Immediately afterward, Wang Lin leaped up. He placed his right hand on his chest, his left hand on his right shoulder, and performed strange Hand Seals with both hands, slowly stepping forward with both feet.

Immediately, a black light shone from the foot he stepped out with, quickly spreading toward his body. When it reached his chest, it split into two, flowing along both arms and instantly arriving at the Hand Seals.

In an instant, a black sphere the size of a head, emitting numerous illusory and ethereal tentacles, condensed in front of Wang Lin.

"Ancient God Break!" Wang Lin shouted softly, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He violently flung his hands to the sides and took another step forward with his right foot. The black sphere immediately shot forward like lightning, quickly catching up to the ring-shaped Restrictions, and together they charged toward the gray-black mist.

This Ancient God Break was the only Spell Wang Lin could immediately cast after reading the Ancient God Art. The power of this Spell was not for attack, but to use massive Spiritual Qi to forcefully break all Restrictions.

The large mouthful of Spiritual Liquid Wang Lin had drunk earlier had been entirely transformed into that black sphere through the special conversion process of the Ancient God Break.

At the same time, Wang Lin suddenly dashed forward, his momentum like a shooting star.

The first things to contact the gray mist were the Restriction afterimages cast by Wang Lin. When they landed on the mist, they immediately caused large areas of the gray mist to melt and dissipate, just like a red-hot iron hook falling into snow.

However, as soon as the mist dissipated, large amounts of mist immediately replenished it. It was simply inexhaustible. To the naked eye, the mist not only didn't decrease but actually increased, forming gigantic, mushroom-shaped layers of mist.

Following the Restriction afterimages was the black sphere condensed by the Ancient God Break. The sphere, which wielded countless flame-like tentacles, shattered with a bang the moment it touched the mist. In the instant it shattered, four rows of air waves suddenly appeared from the point of rupture, intersecting and pushing outward with a thundering roar.

In this manner, a gap was forcefully opened in the dense mist. Looking inward from the outside of the gap, the inside seemed bottomless. At this moment, Wang Lin's body, transformed into a shooting star, fiercely rushed into the gap.

After pushing out for dozens of zhang, the four rows of air waves were enveloped by the massive incoming mist. They gradually became overwhelmed and began to retract backward. As a result, the gap grew smaller and smaller, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before the gap vanished as the air waves collapsed.

Wang Lin was extremely fast, rapidly traversing downward within the gap. He saw the gradual shrinking of the opening, but this was no time to retreat. If there was even a slight possibility, Wang Lin did not intend to implement the final plan he had conceived.

Seeing that the surrounding air waves had shrunk considerably, yet the path ahead remained bottomless, Wang Lin’s eyes flashed. He drank another mouthful of Spiritual Liquid, pressed his hands together, chanted softly, and as he suddenly spread them apart, another black light sphere appeared before him.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the sphere and flung it to the side. The sphere instantly shattered, and the surrounding air waves seemed to be injected with vitality, pushing outward once again. Wang Lin knew time was pressing. Each use of the Ancient God Break placed a heavy burden on his body. If used within three times, the burden was not very noticeable, but once it exceeded three times, before he had Cultivated the Ancient God Art, it would cause slight harm to his body.

After all, the Ancient God Break was cast based on the Ancient God Art. Wang Lin was only able to use this trick now by relying on the vast Spiritual Qi contained within the Spiritual Liquid.

He flashed forward, continuing his rush. When the surrounding air waves could no longer withstand the roar of the gray mist and began to shrink again, Wang Lin finally reached the bottom of the mist.

After just one glance, Wang Lin gave a wry smile and immediately turned back without a word. At the bottom of the mist was a continuous Lightning Layer, flashing with streaks of purple electricity. If he carelessly ventured in, he would certainly be destroyed in both body and soul.

Furthermore, beneath the Lightning Layer, Wang Lin saw a black ocean. Clouds churned and rolled above the ocean, and occasionally, creatures resembling Dragons but not Jiao, measuring ten thousand zhang long, would raise their heads and stare coldly at Wang Lin through the lightning layer.

This was clearly not a place Wang Lin could force his way through. He feared that he would be buried here before even entering the Dead Sea. Wang Lin was decisive; seeing the unfavorable situation, he immediately retreated.

Wang Lin rushed out just as the surrounding air waves collapsed and the gap was about to Seal shut. He stood in mid-air, looking down at the dense gray mist below, his expression uncertain.

If he couldn't enter the Divine Sense Dead Sea, he wouldn't be able to leave this Ancient God's body. Yet, relying on his own strength, entering was impossible. In fact, not just him, even the Six Desires Demonic Lord and others didn't have the ability to enter the Dead Sea.

The only person within this Ancient God's body who could enter was the Red-haired Man, who had obtained the Legacy of Ancient God Power!

Wang Lin remained silent for a moment, his eyes flickering as he stared at the other half of the massive sphere—the Blood Sea area.

The Red-haired Man was sealed in this place. If he could get out, breaking the Dead Sea would naturally be effortless. In fact, compared to breaking the Dead Sea, the Red-haired Man's desire to do so was far greater than Wang Lin's.

After all, within that Dead Sea lay the Legacy of Memories he yearned for. Once obtained, he would instantly transform, completing the final Legacy, and become the new Ancient God.

Wang Lin stared calmly at the Blood Sea. Based on previous signs, Wang Lin had already guessed that it was precisely because he was a Soul Devourer that these Demonized Cultivators were desperately searching for him.

So, what was the reason they were looking for him? A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He thought of the Wandering Soul that was about to become a Soul Devourer. The appearance of such a massive Wandering Soul completely defied common sense.

As a Soul Devourer, Wang Lin knew that in the Nirvana Realm, Soul Devourers had clearly defined territories. If a Wandering Soul within its territory started evolving toward becoming a Soul Devourer, the existing Soul Devourer would not permit its successful evolution and would devour the Wandering Soul beforehand.

Only if there were no Soul Devourers nearby could a Wandering Soul successfully evolve. Since there was already a Soul Devourer present in the Third Pass, the emergence of such a massive Wandering Soul clearly defied logic. It was highly likely that it was forcibly interfered with by external forces under some specific circumstances.

Especially considering that the Soul Devourer was in a strange state, seemingly asleep and completely unaware of its surroundings. With this, Wang Lin vaguely formed an answer in his heart.

The Soul Devourer's sleep was clearly man-made, and its purpose was to allow another Soul Devourer to evolve from the Wandering Souls. All of this clearly revealed that the opposing party had a massive plan.

This plan required two Soul Devourers to be completed.

Only this could explain why, the moment they realized he was a Soul Devourer, those Demonized Cultivators frantically searched for him. After all, according to Wang Lin's analysis, waiting for the Wandering Soul to evolve would likely take a very long time.

Wang Lin’s eyes flickered. The last question facing him now was: who were these Demonized Cultivators working for?

Meng Tuozi's resurrection must contain some astonishing secret. Coupled with the capture of Duanmu Ji and Wang Qingyue, the fog surrounding all these mysteries was thinning with Wang Lin's analysis, about to disperse and reveal the secrets within.

Wang Lin stared calmly at the Blood Sea. If there was someone inside this Ancient God's body capable of achieving this and controlling these Demonized Cultivators, the most likely candidate was the Red-haired Man, who had obtained the Legacy of Power and was trapped within the Blood Sea!

If it truly was this person, then his purpose for seeking two Soul Devourers became clear: aside from helping him escape the Seal of the Blood Sea, Wang Lin could think of no other reason.

Wang Lin remained silent for a moment, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He looked at the Blood Sea once more, tapped his right hand on his brow, and his body immediately became ethereal, entering the Heaven Defying Space.

Inside the Heaven Defying Space, Wang Lin glanced at Situ Nan and his parents, then sat down cross-legged in a nearby area with fewer luminous bodies. Since he had entered the Core Formation stage, the phenomenon where materials carrying Spiritual Qi fluctuations could not be brought into the Heaven Defying Space had noticeably changed.

Wang Lin decided that unless absolutely necessary, he would not seek out the red-haired man to open the Sea of Divine Sense Death. Since he had already obtained the Ancient God Technique, coupled with the numerous spiritual items he possessed that could increase his cultivation, Wang Lin decided to enter seclusion and strive to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused his Divine Sense on the three large characters formed by the Ancient God Memory Legacy within his Sea of Consciousness. Gradually, complex and obscure Incantations began to surface in his mind.

The first layer of this Ancient God Technique is divided into three stages: Spirit Plunder, Spirit Devour, and Spirit Transformation.

Every Ancient God automatically operates the first layer of the Incantation from the moment of birth. When they grow into adolescents, the first layer will be cultivated to the Spirit Transformation Realm. If they break through to the second layer at this time, they can absorb the energy of the planet they inhabit. If they fail to reach it, the infant will continue to sleep, and once the time limit is exceeded and the golden liquid enveloping their body dissipates, losing its protection against outsiders, only one fate awaits them: being discovered and devoured.

After studying the Incantation for the first layer for a long time, Wang Lin exhaled and opened his eyes, deep in thought. Through the study of this Cultivation Technique, Wang Lin understood one of the reasons for the Ancient God's massive body.

Ancient Gods focus on Body Refining and rarely use Magic Treasures. Their body is, in fact, the best Magic Treasure, and its hardness is in no way inferior to some legendary Magic Treasures.

The core of this Ancient God Technique is to use all the gained Spiritual Power to strengthen the body. Once the body reaches its limit, it must be expanded, otherwise cultivation will stagnate. The larger the body, the more Spiritual Power is required. When a certain degree is reached, the Ancient God will undergo a physical reorganization, which is a qualitative change.

The more times an Ancient God undergoes reorganization in their lifetime, the stronger their cultivation and the more formidable their body will be.

At the same time, each reorganization brings an increase in Divine Sense. Among Ancient Gods, there is no cultivation division like in the Cultivation World; the focus of an Ancient God's cultivation lies in these two parts: Divine Sense and the body.

The body is the weapon, and the Divine Sense is the arm that controls this weapon, thus forming the virtually invincible Ancient God Clan.

In ancient times, the Ancient Gods were glorious for a period, but they eventually sank into the long river of history, disappearing without a trace today, only remaining in some ancient texts.

In Wang Lin's view, if the Spiritual Qi absorbed through this Ancient God Technique were used in reverse—to increase cultivation—the speed would naturally be extremely fast.

After pondering for a moment, he took out his Storage Pouch, examined it, and retrieved an item.

This was a cultivation Pill, formed from the entire cultivation base of a Core Formation Middle Stage Cultivator, which he had obtained after being afflicted by the Ten Thousand Demons Hundred Day Execution Order.

Wang Lin swallowed the cultivation Pill without hesitation. Upon entering his mouth, the pill immediately transformed into a massive surge of Spiritual Power, wildly erupting within his body.

Wang Lin immediately performed Hand Seals according to the Spirit Plunder Technique, the first layer of the Ancient God Technique, and began meditating and circulating Qi. The Spiritual Power bursting from the cultivation Pill was instantly absorbed entirely by the Spirit Plunder Technique, but just as it was about to integrate into the body for reorganization, Wang Lin forcefully stopped it and channeled it all into his Golden Core.

Waves of Spiritual Power rotated within the Golden Core, forming miniature spiral hurricanes that rapidly traveled through his Meridians. In just the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, all the Spiritual Power contained within the cultivation Pill had vanished.

Without the Spirit Plunder Technique, Wang Lin would have required several months or even years of circulating Qi to digest a single cultivation Pill, and he would only have been able to absorb seven or eight tenths at most, with the remainder dissipating invisibly.

Although this time was shortened within the Heaven Defying Space, it would still consume time. But now, in what amounted to an instant in the real world, the entire cultivation Pill was absorbed without a single trace being lost.

The Golden Core rotated rhythmically, driving waves of Spiritual Power through his body. Wang Lin opened his eyes, which shone with brilliant light. One cultivation Pill had pushed his cultivation to the peak of the Core Formation Middle Stage, just one step away from entering the Late Stage.

Wang Lin reached into his Storage Pouch and grabbed bottle after bottle of Medicinal Pills that Li Muwan had refined. He held them in his mouth one by one. Time quickly flew by. As soon as these Medicinal Pills were swallowed, they instantly dissolved, converted by the Spirit Plunder Technique, and then, just as they were about to strengthen his body, Wang Lin terminated the process, allowing the Golden Core to absorb them.

In this way, his cultivation grew rapidly, quickly breaking through the Core Formation Middle Stage and leaping into the Core Formation Late Stage.

Next, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he decisively took out the most precious item in his Storage Pouch: the Marrow Fluid extracted from the Ten Thousand Zang Flood Dragon in the passage!

The Marrow Fluid of the Ten Thousand Zang Flood Dragon only filled one white jade bottle, which demonstrated its preciousness. This was the most valuable medicine Wang Lin had obtained so far. After a slight hesitation, he opened the white jade bottle.

After drinking a mouthful, a burning sensation immediately spread through his body. The Spirit Plunder Technique suddenly activated and circulated rapidly. Time slowly passed, and Wang Lin could clearly feel that his Golden Core was growing larger and larger, its color becoming more dazzling, and its rotation speed increasing.

After this mouthful of Marrow Fluid was absorbed, Wang Lin drank another.

One day, two days, three days… it continued for three months. Wang Lin spent almost every moment in the Heaven Defying Space sitting in meditation, with the Ancient God Technique's Spirit Plunder Technique constantly running inside him.

Less than ten drops of Marrow Fluid remained in the white jade bottle. The Golden Core inside his body had grown to nearly the size of two fists, and its color was almost golden tinged with red. Every rotation caused a faint pain in his Meridians, yet the Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage still hadn't occurred.

A month ago, Wang Lin had taken the Nascent Establishing Pill, which increases the chance of forming a Nascent Soul. Unfortunately, the Medicinal Pill only caused the Golden Core's color to turn red, but there was no sign of the Golden Core shattering and transforming into a Nascent Soul.

After pondering for a bit, Wang Lin sighed. He didn't know if others experienced the same difficulty when forming a Nascent Soul, but judging from his own situation, forming a Nascent Soul was much harder than he had previously imagined.

At this point, he had very few Medicinal Pills left in his Storage Pouch, and the Spiritual Liquid was also almost gone. After a moment of silence, Wang Lin got up and went to the place where Situ Nan and his parents were located. He kowtowed heavily to his parents several times, then paused for a moment before rising and tapping his glabella, instantly leaving the Heaven Defying Space.

Outside his Sea of Consciousness, Wang Lin's body gradually solidified from a phantom state. He stared at the Sea of Consciousness below and sighed inwardly. Originally, he had planned that if he could luckily reach the Nascent Soul Stage, he might have a chance to enter and try, perhaps relying on the Memory Legacy to instantly leave the Ancient God's body upon entry.

But now, he couldn't guarantee it.

After a brief contemplation, Wang Lin resolutely raised his head, his eyes flashing with cold light. Now, there was only one path before him. If he didn't want to be permanently trapped here, constantly avoiding the pursuit of the Demonized Cultivators, then there was only one last method!

He grabbed at the Void Realm with his right hand, tore open a Rift, and slipped inside. When he reappeared, he had already left the Ancestral Aperture Point and materialized somewhere between it and the Qi Sea Point.

After appearing, he hesitated slightly, performing Hand Seals and continuously striking out several streaks of spiritual light around him. When Rifts faintly emerged, he decisively spread out his Divine Sense. As a result, the Demonic Cultivators who were desperately searching for him immediately discovered his whereabouts and instantly broke through the Void Realm to rush over.

Soon, Demonized Cultivators appeared all around Wang Lin. They stared at him, a sinister smile appearing on their lips. One of them was none other than Meng Tuozi. Upon seeing Wang Lin, the intense feeling of loathing in his heart flared up. Without a word, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed at Wang Lin from across the air.

Wang Lin's expression was calm, his eyes steady and composed. The moment Meng Tuozi made his move, Wang Lin sneered, "You don't want to break your Master's Seal anymore?"

As soon as Wang Lin said this, the surrounding Demonic Cultivators, though their expressions remained normal, had a hint of surprise flash in their eyes. Meng Tuozi was startled, and his right hand involuntarily paused.

Wang Lin saw this pause and immediately confirmed his suspicion was correct. Now, he only needed to prove one thing: that the master of these Demonized Cultivators was the red-haired man sealed in the Blood Sea.

Meng Tuozi's face darkened, and he let out a cold snort, accelerating his right hand as he grabbed toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, and he remained motionless. He had already tampered with the surroundings. If the opponent grabbed him, the surrounding Rifts would immediately tear open, carrying him away quickly. After all, within the Ancient God's body, no one was more familiar with the internal structure than he was, having obtained a portion of the Memory Legacy.

His eyes were calm. If, after the opponent made his move, none of the surrounding Demonized Cultivators interfered, it would mean his judgment was wrong, and the other party only cared about the Soul Devourer, regardless of whether it lived or died.

Just as Meng Tuozi's right hand reached out, a cold voice suddenly arrived.

"Stop!"

The instant the voice arrived, Meng Tuozi was seized by an invisible large hand and thrown backward rapidly. After spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood, he half-knelt on the ground. He showed no trace of resentment, instead saying respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Duo Mu."

At the same time, all the Demonic Cultivators around him also half-knelt on the ground.

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had ruined the Heavenly Demon Loose Cultivator's plan flashed from a distance and appeared thirty feet in front of Wang Lin, staring at him with cold eyes.

Wang Lin's gaze was calm as he looked back at the man.

"It is indeed the Soul Devourer. Very good, you will come with me!" The middle-aged man finished speaking in a deep voice, and with a sweep of his right hand in the Void Realm, a massive Rift about a hundred feet long suddenly appeared in mid-air.

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