Chapter 1846: Immortal Astral’s tenth sun, Dao Demon Sect Master!

"Fading Night!" Wang Lin spun around abruptly. He knew that leaving this place today would be extremely difficult. The Dao Demon Sect was clearly sparing no effort to kill him this time!

Just looking at the Cultivators surrounding him and the heads scattered across the ground was enough to explain everything!

If he wanted to leave, he had to fight with everything he had! And he had to be quick, otherwise, with the continuous Teleportation Formations bringing in Dao Demon Sect Cultivators, Wang Lin would lose all chance of escape!

The longer he stayed, the lower his chance of survival!

As the two words "Fading Night" left his mouth, the boundary between the Green Devil Continent and the Mengtu Continent was instantly filled with illusory seawater, covering the heavens and earth and plunging the surrounding area into darkness.

With the emergence of Fading Night, Wang Lin unleashed the most powerful Divine Ability a Cultivator could possess. Heaven and earth roared, and the scorching sun rose, emitting the power to tear apart the darkness.

Regardless of their cultivation, the hundreds of Dao Demon Sect Cultivators rushing toward Wang Lin from all directions simultaneously let out agonizing shrieks as the power tearing apart the darkness struck them. Their bodies shattered, and their Primordial Spirits could not escape, instantly being destroyed.

Furthermore, the next wave of several hundred people being transmitted through the Teleportation Formation, whose bodies had not fully materialized, immediately collapsed and died.

After one move of Fading Night, the color of heaven and earth changed. Besides Wang Lin, there was no living person left here. His face was pale, and the duration of his Soul Armor was about to end. Wang Lin did not hesitate, flashing forward and heading straight for the Mengtu Continent a thousand miles away!

It wasn't that he hadn't considered destroying the six Teleportation Formations, but those six Formations remained intact even under the Fading Night technique. They were extraordinary and definitely not Formations that Wang Lin could destroy quickly!

Within a thousand miles, Wang Lin crossed half the distance in the blink of an eye. But right then, the six Teleportation Formations flashed again, and a third wave of several hundred Cultivators, emitting stronger cultivation fluctuations, materialized as long rainbows and chased after Wang Lin.

Among these hundreds of Cultivators, four had reached the Middle Stage of the Empty Tribulation Realm in cultivation, and one even possessed the power of the Late Stage of the Empty Tribulation Realm. This level of killing force undoubtedly meant the Dao Demon Sect had brought out almost all its strength!

Using the entire strength of a Sect to kill one person! This matter might be related to a personal vendetta, but it wouldn't be only for a personal vendetta. At the level of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates, no Sect Master or Old Ancestor would be so foolish!

Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot. The moment these hundreds of people chased him, he knew it would be impossible to cross the remaining five hundred miles. He spun around abruptly. As the hundreds of people launched their Divine Abilities and Spells, and various Magic Treasures rapidly approached—especially the five Empty Tribulation Realm Cultivators closing in—he suddenly raised his right hand. The dao ancient power within his body erupted, and a heaven-supporting dao ancient phantom immediately materialized behind him.

This phantom was somewhat blurry, clearly having suffered damage during the previous self-detonation of the Green Devil Emissary, but its appearance still imposed a mental pressure on everyone present!

"Divine Shock, Soldier Cultivator Array!"

"Demonic Technique, Beacon Fire Forms a Mountain!"

"Demonic Path, Life and Death Reversal!"

Wang Lin slammed his right hand forward. All the hundreds of Cultivators, except for the Old Monster whose cultivation had reached the Late Stage of the Empty Tribulation Realm, had their bodies seemingly twisted, involuntarily changing their flight paths and lining up in front of Wang Lin like a mortal army!

This was the Soldier Cultivator Array! The power of Divine Shock transformed into reverberating ripples, causing half of these hundreds of people to bleed from their seven orifices and suffer massive mental shock!

He clenched his fist into a palm. The moment it struck down, thick smoke immediately billowed from the heavenly spirits of the hundreds of Cultivators. This smoke rose into the sky, condensing between heaven and earth, suddenly forming a gigantic mountain peak. This mountain, composed of smoke, enveloped the hundreds of Cultivators and pressed down violently!

As the palm strike dissolved and condensed into a single pointed finger, Life and Death Reversal took effect. Hundreds of Cultivators screamed agonizingly, and the majority collapsed. Just as the only unrestricted Late Stage Empty Tribulation Realm Old Monster approached within dozens of feet of Wang Lin, Wang Lin's Ancient Dao No Immortal erupted!

"Divine, Demonic, Devilish, Ancient Dao No Immortal!!"

This Ancient Dao No Immortal was unleashed after Wang Lin merged his dao ancient cultivation with the Empty Tribulation Realm power boosted by his Soul Armor. Its might was astonishing. Although it was different from Fading Night's faith technique, its destructive power was the same!

Amidst the roar, a gray ripple spread wildly. The hundreds of Cultivators all died instantly. The Late Stage Empty Tribulation Realm Old Monster's expression changed, and he immediately retreated, but he still grazed the gray ripple.

The old man's face immediately turned pale. As he retreated, his feet instantly showed signs of petrification. He continuously tapped his body with both hands, and with every tap, a stream of Qi rushed into his body, fighting against the Ancient Dao No Immortal technique within him.

Aside from him, all Dao Demon Sect Cultivators at the boundary between the Green Devil Continent and the Mengtu Continent were dead!

Blood spilled from Wang Lin's lips. Almost all the dao ancient power in his body was used up, and the Soul Armor on his body had softened, parts of it already turning into black threads, on the verge of dissipating.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Lin rapidly rushed backward. The five-hundred-mile distance instantly shrank to two hundred miles!

But right then, the seven Teleportation Formations flashed once more. A fourth wave of several hundred Cultivators materialized and frantically chased after Wang Lin.

"Spirit Command Seal!!"

"Seven-Colored Spear!!"

"Cloudy Moon Has Clear Skies!!"

"Flowing Moon Technique!!"

"Origin Condensation Scattering!!" With bloodshot eyes, Wang Lin intended to unleash all his Divine Abilities before his Soul Armor completely dissipated, doing his utmost to obliterate these Dao Demon Sect Cultivators!

As the Spirit Command Seal was unleashed, the huge six-fingered palm print appeared with a boom, heading straight for the hundreds of people. At the same time, the Seven-Colored Spear, after undergoing three transformations, whistled away.

Furthermore, Cloudy Moon Has Clear Skies transformed into a bloody dark moon, initiating corrosive slaughter. Coupled with the reversal of time and the burst of Origin, all these techniques were unleashed by Wang Lin in this brief instant, turning into an earth-shattering boom. Amidst this great sound, Wang Lin's body retreated, and more than half of the Soul Armor on his body turned into fine threads, condensing towards his right cheek.

But similarly, under Wang Lin's frenzied Divine Abilities, nearly all of this fourth wave of hundreds of Cultivators collapsed and died. Only three survived, looking at Wang Lin with deep dread!

Moreover, under these continuous attacks, three of the seven Teleportation Formations finally collapsed!

Wang Lin's body retreated. He was less than a hundred miles from the Mengtu Continent, but the latent danger he sensed not only failed to dissipate but grew even stronger.

He saw that the remaining four Teleportation Formations were no longer fixed. Instead, as if enveloped by a strange power, they instantly teleported—a feat impossible for the Cultivators present—appearing fifty miles directly in front of Wang Lin.

The moment they appeared, dazzling light shot out from them, forming the figures of a fourth wave of over a hundred Cultivators. They blocked Wang Lin's path horizontally, all rushing out with murderous intent and cruelty, heading straight for Wang Lin!

The instant these hundred Cultivators appeared, the few Empty Tribulation Realm Cultivators behind Wang Lin, whom he had fought and avoided in previous exchanges, sped toward him as long rainbows. They formed a pincer movement, giving Wang Lin no chance to escape.

Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, only a small part of his Soul Armor remained that hadn't completely turned into black threads. His Divine Abilities seemed to be entirely used up, but he still had another move!

Behind him, his Fire Origin True Body suddenly materialized and spread outwards, instantly enveloping the entire area.

"Illusory Fire, Burn!!" Wang Lin roared hoarsely, using the Illusory Fire Divine Ability. Every single Cultivator here harbored endless thoughts in their hearts, and these thoughts were the best fuel for the Illusory Fire to burn!

Under this Illusory Fire, the bodies of these hundred Cultivators immediately burst into flames, emitting waves of eerie glowing fire, accompanied by spreading screams.

"Those who block me, die!!" Wang Lin bit his tongue, forcibly suppressing his exhaustion. Roaring, he charged forward frantically. A bloody light flashed in his hand—it was the Blood Sword. With a wave of his left hand, the Great Soul Gate Ghost Banner Vice Flag immediately materialized, causing a large amount of black mist to appear around him. This mist coalesced into countless fierce ghosts that roared and accompanied Wang Lin in his desperate charge forward!

This scene was breathtaking. Wherever Wang Lin passed, the Cultivators being burned by the Illusory Fire either died naturally, were swept away by Wang Lin's sword, or were suppressed by Wang Lin's Aura—the Aura of killing heaven, earth, mortals, and Immortals—and retreated fearfully, not daring to obstruct him.

Charging straight through, Wang Lin was covered in killing intent. He traversed the hundred-mile distance directly. Along the way, most of the hundred Cultivators died, and the remaining few retreated in horror, watching Wang Lin terrifyingly.

It wasn't that they hadn't seen powerful experts, but a fierce person like Wang Lin, a Cultivator so difficult to kill, was extremely rare. Killing such a Cultivator required the Dao Demon Sect to pay an even greater price than activating a large-scale Teleportation Formation!

This price could very well be the destruction of their Sect! It could be the heavy cost of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates becoming the Eight Sects and Thirteen Gates from this day forward!

The instant Wang Lin stepped onto the Mengtu Continent, all the Soul Armor on his body dissolved into fine threads and condensed on his right cheek, forming the Heavenly Ox Totem. A feeling of weakness spread throughout his body, which he suppressed once again.

On his body, he still wore the Humanoid Earth Armor of the Guiyi Sect. Although half of this Armor had collapsed, it still possessed extremely strong defensive power.

Stumbling onto the Mengtu Continent, Wang Lin staggered, blood spilling from his lips, and fled rapidly. He understood that Loose Cultivators could cross between the two continents, but if Dao Demon Sect Disciples entered in large numbers, the situation would be vastly different.

The Dao Demon Sect had to consider this. Otherwise, they wouldn't have previously used the self-detonation of the Green Devil Cultivator and Yun Kong's move to stall for time and keep him within the Green Devil Continent. If they had no reservations, they wouldn't need to rush to invade the Mengtu Continent to pursue and kill him.

Just as Wang Lin had guessed, the Dao Demon Sect Cultivators stopped outside the Mengtu Continent, hesitating and not proceeding further.

But right then, the four Teleportation Formations suddenly flashed again. Three of them still contained dozens of Cultivators, but the fourth Teleportation Formation contained only one person!

"Sect Master!!"

"Greetings, Sect Master!!" The moment this person appeared, all the Cultivators present bowed simultaneously!