Chapter 1837: Immortal Astral tenth sun, The Secret Plan!

For seven days, the entire Underground Palace remained silent. Even those who ventured out unconsciously kept their mouths shut amidst the quietude. Under this silence, some cautiously left the Underground Palace and arrived on the surface, staring dumbfounded at the Extreme Heaven Grassland, which had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Recalling the three sentences Wang Lin spoke before entering secluded cultivation, everyone who witnessed the immense transformation—the complete collapse of the green grass and the ground covered in Rifts—felt a wave of dread.

These scenes all indicated that Wang Lin's three sentences were completely true.

Furthermore, considering that the entire Extreme Heaven Grassland seemed devoid of Green Devil Continent people, save for the Cultivators of Tianniu Continent, Wang Lin's words echoed even more clearly in everyone's minds.

Yan Luan also came to the surface. Looking around, deep apprehension flashed in her eyes. Her cultivation was profound, allowing her to notice things others missed. To her, the ground of the Extreme Heaven Grassland was a gigantic handprint!

However, since everyone was inside the handprint, they often overlooked it.

"Seven days ago, this place experienced an extremely fierce slaughter…" Yan Luan murmured.

Xu Dongde stood beside Yan Luan, gazing around with a complicated expression.

"This Elder Wang will definitely soar to great heights in the future. I fear it won't be long before both you and I will have to greet him with a respectful bow." Xu Dongde sighed heavily.

After those seven days, another half a month passed. Nearly a month had elapsed since the slaughter. During this month, some Cultivators also dispersed, flying toward the edges of the Extreme Heaven Grassland, wanting to see if there were any Green Devil Continent people remaining.

In the end, they found nothing.

Everything was exactly as Wang Lin had stated in his three sentences before entering seclusion: all the Green Devil Continent Cultivators here, except for the few who escaped, had died.

The flames of war on the Tianniu Continent were still burning, but a rare calm had settled over the Extreme Heaven Grassland. Since no new missions arrived from the Great Soul Gate or the Guiyi Sect, everyone had to remain in the Underground Palace, guarding the Heavenly Ox Third Lair.

Although the days were tedious, things became interesting when a Cultivator discovered a damaged Magic Treasure on the grassland. More and more Cultivators flew out of the Underground Palace to search the grassland for Magic Treasures and various items left behind by the deceased Green Devil Continent Cultivators.

However, the vast majority of these items had been destroyed by Wang Lin's Divine Ability. Even the remnants were mostly scraps, yet a few items remained relatively intact, and even the discarded ones held some value.

This kind of life was enjoyable for the Cultivators. There was no slaughter, no death, and because they had fought together, even strangers felt a sense of camaraderie.

Yet, this atmosphere vanished abruptly upon returning to the Underground Palace. Everyone who returned from outside would invariably maintain silence, occasionally casting respectful and fearful glances toward one very ordinary Immortal Cave among the many—the place where Wang Lin was undergoing secluded cultivation.

These Cultivators, including Yan Luan and the others, all remained quiet in the Underground Palace, seemingly afraid of disturbing Wang Lin's seclusion.

Wang Lin's battle and his three sentences earned him the heartfelt respect and fear of the Cultivators here.

Time unconsciously flowed once more: one month, two months, three months.

Over the course of three months, the entire Extreme Heaven Grassland was searched almost completely by the Cultivators from the Underground Palace, leaving virtually nothing behind. However, Wang Lin's seclusion continued; he had not taken a single step outside.

Until one day, three months later, several hundred Cultivators were chatting and laughing on the surface of the Underground Palace, forming a small marketplace to trade their discoveries from the Extreme Heaven Grassland and their personal items. Suddenly, the sky changed color, and muffled, rumbling sounds of immense magnitude traveled from afar.

This sudden development instantly caused the expressions of the hundreds of Cultivators to change drastically. They all stood up, their three months of relaxation instantly replaced by extreme solemnity.

The muffled colossal sound did not originate from the Extreme Heaven Grassland, but from a much greater distance. It had spread across an unknown expanse, and upon reaching this location, it still caused the heavens and earth to subtly darken.

The roar instantly passed over the heads of the crowd, carrying an unseen, yet palpable, aura of blood and ferocity. It whistled through the sky, continually spreading toward more distant regions.

The hundreds of Cultivators on the ground stood frozen. They did not know what had happened or why this constantly spreading roar was occurring. Vaguely, some of them seemed to see a Heavenly Ox, covered in blood, letting out a heart-wrenching roar amidst the changing colors of the sky and the dissipating rumble.

This earth-shattering roar was the bellow of the Heavenly Ox, and its continuous spread seemed to be caused by the Heavenly Ox fleeing in agony.

However, only a few dozen Cultivators vaguely witnessed this scene, and among the hundreds of people, they all fell silent.

As the roar swept past, enveloping the entire Extreme Heaven Grassland, the hundreds of Cultivators who had remained inside the Underground Palace suddenly opened their eyes from meditation. With shifting expressions, they flew out of their Immortal Caves and rushed toward the surface, staring blankly at the sky.

Yan Luan and the others also showed changes in expression. They flew out of the palace, glanced at the Immortal Cave where Wang Lin was in seclusion, and then headed for the surface.

Thus, only Wang Lin remained in the entire Underground Palace. He sat cross-legged in his Immortal Cave, motionless for three months. The injuries inside his body, which had been suppressed repeatedly during the battles in the Extreme Heaven Grassland, now calmed down, allowing him to begin healing.

Furthermore, during these three months, while continuously familiarizing himself with the Soul Armor, Wang Lin was also digesting the insights he gained after the Soul Armor briefly boosted his cultivation.

These insights were extremely precious memories to him. He needed to remember them and slowly integrate them into himself, which would be of immense benefit to the advancement of his cultivation in the future.

At the same time, during these three months, Wang Lin also studied his Fading Night technique. Unfortunately, without wearing the Soul Armor, Fading Night was no longer an oath technique.

The instant the heavens and earth roared over the Extreme Heaven Grassland, Wang Lin, who had been immersed in seclusion for three months, was abruptly startled awake. A sharp pain originating from his soul instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Moreover, the Heavenly Ox Soul totem on the right side of his face seemed to burn, giving Wang Lin a scorching sensation while also radiating an indescribable sorrow and fury.

This sorrow originated from the Heavenly Ox Soul!

Wang Lin's heart trembled. He heard the muffled roar on the ground, and the moment he opened his eyes and looked toward the sky above his Immortal Cave, his vision blurred. Vaguely, he seemed to see some scenes within that muffled bellow.

The scene showed a continuous mountain range somewhere on the Tianniu Continent. Thousands of Tianniu Continent Cultivators were stationed on that mountain range. After months of fierce fighting, these thousands of Cultivators died one by one, until fewer than a few hundred remained. Among those few hundred, one person wore completely black Armor, radiating the familiar aura of a Heavenly Ox Soul, which Wang Lin recognized.

Clearly, this person, like Wang Lin, was the recognized guardian of one of the Heavenly Ox Seven Lairs.

Wang Lin watched as this person, amidst repeated battles, was finally struck nine consecutive times by a crimson-red giant hand that suddenly appeared from the sky, shattering his Armor and causing his Physical Body to explode, wiping out both his form and spirit.

The crimson-red giant hand flashed and transformed into a red-haired old man. The old man had a gloomy face and stood in mid-air like a sovereign of the heavens and earth, receiving the worship of all the Green Devil Continent Cultivators below!

Although no Qi could be felt in the scene, the mere fact that he killed a Tianniu Continent Cultivator wearing Soul Armor was enough to prove that this person's cultivation was monstrous!

After the death of the Cultivator wearing the Soul Armor, the entire mountain range collapsed, forming countless rolling fragments of stone, turning that boundless area completely into a deep pit of death.

At the same time, with its collapse, the invisible barrier formed by the mutual connection of the Heavenly Ox Seven Lairs—which had been activated one by one—immediately burst open, creating a gap and ceasing to be whole!

Wang Lin's vision darkened, and he woke up. After a moment of silence, he knew that the scene he witnessed was likely invisible to outsiders; only those possessing the Heavenly Ox Soul Armor could clearly perceive it.

One of the Heavenly Ox Seven Lairs had collapsed.

It was not until several hours later that the violent sound slowly dissipated and traveled far away.

This sudden change made all the Cultivators on the Extreme Heaven Grassland feel a vague sense of foreboding. They made various conjectures, but every one of them indicated that a major event was about to occur.

Over the next two months, the Cultivators on the Extreme Heaven Grassland were no longer as relaxed as before; they became increasingly silent, because the earth-shattering roar that occurred two months prior reappeared twice more during these two months!

Three roars, three faintly heard, desperate bellows, caused the pressure in everyone's hearts to multiply.

Until the seventh day after those two months, a long rainbow whistled from the Tianniu Continent behind the Extreme Heaven Grassland. After rapidly approaching the Underground Palace on the Extreme Heaven Grassland, it transformed into a black-robed old man covered in dust and grime.

This old man was not a member of the Great Soul Gate; he came from the Guiyi Sect!

"Extreme Heaven Grassland, Heavenly Ox Third Lair, heed the order! I bear the Soul One Order from the Guiyi Sect and the Great Soul Gate, commanding you all to immediately leave this place, retreat a million miles, and gather at Tianluan Mountain. Fellow Cultivators there will take charge. Receive the order and depart immediately!!"

"Heavenly Ox Third Lair, Soul Armor possessor, this old man, Ouyang Zhen, has urgent matters to discuss!!" The old man stood in the sky, his expression anxious but respectful, for anyone possessing Soul Armor deserved respect!

The moment he clasped his hands and bowed, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened in the Underground Palace. He vanished in a flash, appearing instantly in mid-air, opposite the old man.

The instant he saw Wang Lin, the old man was startled. He clearly hadn't expected the Soul Armor possessor here to have such cultivation. However, he dared not underestimate Wang Lin, as the fact that this location was defended indicated the man possessed extraordinary abilities.

"The Heavenly Ox First Lair, Second Lair, and Seventh Lair have been destroyed by the Green Devil Continent. The three Soul Armor possessors have perished, their Dao extinguished… Ouyang was ordered to inform you that the Heavenly Ox Third Lair Soul Armor possessor is requested to use the Teleportation Formation to travel to the Guiyi Sect to execute the Secret Plan!!"

Drunk… As a miserable bachelor with a ten-day deadline, my first day yesterday was tragic… Alas, I have no dinner plans. Who will treat me to a meal in Mudanjiang…?