Chapter 187: A Change of Plans

The Qi vortex immediately collapsed.

Wang Lin's Divine Sense had already activated the Legacy of Memory within him, but then, his heart sank. The Legacy of Memory showed no reaction. No matter how much he wished to leave this place, nothing changed.

Wang Lin's gaze was grim. He had been suspicious before, and now with the Legacy of Memory being ineffective, he knew in his heart that this place was very likely not the Sea of Consciousness!

As such, all his previous efforts here had been in vain. A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, but soon, his gaze returned to normal. Wang Lin knew that this was far from ordinary. According to the part of the Legacy of Memory he had obtained, Tu Si's Divine Sense had indeed split into two, forming a Sea of Blood and a Sea of Death.

And this place was clearly the Sea of Death for Divine Sense, so why would the Legacy of Memory be ineffective here?

Wang Lin's eyes flickered as he looked around for a moment. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a scale on the back of the ten-thousand-zhang creature, and a thought flashed through his mind.

His heart stirred as he stared at that scale, firmly engraving its location in his mind. When Wang Lin had activated the Legacy of Memory just now, he had felt a faint summons from that scale.

Although this summons was weak, it could shake his Legacy of Memory. Therefore, there must be something extraordinary within this scale!

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. Without raising his right hand, his index finger lightly swiped to the side, and a tiny Rift flashed and disappeared. Wang Lin's small movement was extremely secretive, and coupled with the almost instantaneous appearance and disappearance of the Rift, no one noticed it.

Wang Lin felt slightly relieved. The appearance of this Rift indicated that he could use the unique movement method of his Legacy of Memory here.

He swept his Divine Sense over his Storage Pouches and sneered inwardly. He had many Storage Pouches, and what worried him most were the ten individuals' Natal Magical Artifacts and the Beast-Taming Ring, and even the twenty Top-Grade Spirit Stones. Wang Lin had always been wary of them.

He didn't believe that those ten old fellows would so readily place these items with him. His earlier words were merely to mislead them.

Having entered these Rifts many times, Wang Lin had long discovered that the Rifts opened by the methods within the Legacy of Memory did not immediately lead to an exit on the other side. Instead, there was an extremely short blank zone in the middle, filled with chaotic Qi, preventing any Divine Sense from entering.

He had even tried once, taking out a Flying Sword, imprinting his Divine Sense on it, and throwing it into the Rift. But the moment the Flying Sword entered the gap, he immediately lost his connection to it, only regaining contact after it emerged from the other side.

He pondered, if he could utilize this characteristic of the Rift well, it would surely yield miraculous results!

After a brief contemplation, Wang Lin subtly scattered the Beast-Taming Ring, Top-Grade Spirit Stones, and the ten Magical Artifacts into three different Storage Pouches, deliberately mixing up their order.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred.

After the ten people from Duomu exchanged glances, led by the old man, they each formed Hand Seals. Beams of light flashed from their hands, connecting to form an irregular pattern that surrounded Tuo Sen.

Tuo Sen's gaze was icy as he swept over Duomu and the other ten. A cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said, "You ten have waited so many years, and now you've finally found an opportunity. Very good!"

The old man who had traded with Wang Lin had a grim expression. Without a word, he continuously changed his Hand Seals, and the other nine followed suit, their Hand Seals changing faster and faster.

The irregularly connected pattern between them suddenly glowed brightly, rapidly closing in on Tuo Sen.

Tuo Sen coldly retracted his gaze, looked at the ten-thousand-zhang creature, and slowly said, "It seems you've been in contact for a long time. This time, you intend to Seal me again!"

The ten-thousand-zhang creature stared at Tuo Sen and said calmly, "To Seal you and for these ten to share the Legacy of Memory—such a huge temptation, anyone would agree."

Tuo Sen completely ignored the irregularly shaped pattern rapidly shrinking towards him and burst into laughter. He gripped his spear with his right hand and suddenly swung it forward. Immediately, a series of whooshing sounds filled the air, and black Dragons appeared out of thin air, roaring as they charged towards the irregular pattern.

Immediately after, the red-haired man pointed his right hand at his forehead, stared at the leading old man among the ten, and grimly shouted, "Explode!"

The old man's expression changed, and his body glowed intensely with red light. Traces of chaotic Qi emanated from within him. His body trembled, and he immediately slapped his lower abdomen, shouting, "Disperse!"

Immediately, the red light flickering within his body suddenly poured out. At this moment, the nine people around him all looked solemn, their Hand Seals changing into a summoning gesture.

The red light immediately split into nine, forming nine streams that merged into the bodies of the nine individuals. At this point, each of the nine people around them immediately glowed with bright red light. Then, the old man immediately shouted again, "Combine!"

Instantly, the red light that had merged into the nine bodies rapidly surged out again, swiftly combining into one and returning to the old man's body. The moment the red light returned, his body swayed involuntarily, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face instantly turning pale. He stared at Tuo Sen and sneered, "Tuo Sen, since this old man dared to kill you, I naturally had a way to break your divided consciousness long ago. This move of yours is useless against me now!"

All of this seemed long, but in reality, it only took a few breaths of time.

A cold sneer was faintly visible at the corner of Tuo Sen's mouth. He pointed at his glabella, his gaze sweeping over the remaining nine people one by one, and he let out a low growl, "Explode!"

The old man's eyes flickered, and he shouted, "Li Peng!"

Tuo Sen was startled. The name Li Peng vaguely resonated with him; it was precisely the one who had escaped his grasp among the eleven people back then.

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the mouth of the ten-thousand-zhang creature. This voice was clearly not the creature's from before, but another person's. The ten-thousand-zhang creature opened its massive mouth and extended its tongue, and upon its tongue, a fleshy tumor had actually grown.

This fleshy tumor was tightly connected to the tongue, seamlessly, as if parasitic upon it. As the tumor appeared, it split open in the middle and folded outwards, revealing a head from within!

This head had delicate features, like a scholar, but its eyes alone revealed an evil light, staring coldly at Tuo Sen and uttering a complex and obscure Incantation.

This Incantation immediately transformed into ten circular light rings, which instantly fell around the bodies of the ten people. As for Tuo Sen's method of triggering the self-destruction of his divided consciousness, it completely lost its effect.

Tuo Sen suddenly turned his head, staring at the head on the tongue, his expression darkening. He slowly said, "It seems the reason I alone failed to capture you back then was because this beast saved you!"

The head's mouth split into a sneer, its eyes filled with venomous hatred, and its voice was imbued with boundless resentment as it spoke word by word, "Deceiving us eleven back then to break the Seal of the Ancient God Tu Si for you, thus restoring your freedom, was the biggest mistake of our lives. Today, this mistake will be completely erased. Both the Legacy of Memory and the Legacy of Strength will be ours!"

Tuo Sen wielded the long spear in his hand, his gaze icy, a faint hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. He said calmly, "First, ten people betray me, and then there's something else hidden within the beast's mouth. Surely there aren't just these two tricks, right? What else do you have? Show me." As he spoke, his gaze subtly swept over Wang Lin, who was outside the distant battlefield, and the hundreds of demonized Cultivators who were stunned by the scene before them.

The head, tightly connected to the tongue, sneered, "You will know!" With that, he communicated with the ten-thousand-zhang creature in an unknown way. Suddenly, the creature's body moved, wildly thrashing out of the Sea of Death. It coiled around Tuo Sen as its center, forming a snake formation.

Within this snake formation was the irregular pattern, transformed by the long spear into black Dragons, blocking it dozens of zhang away.

Thus, Tuo Sen was completely surrounded.

Tuo Sen's eyes were calm, a slight sneer on his lips. He opened his mouth and spat out a purple light. The crescent curved saber immediately appeared, held in his left hand. Thus, Tuo Sen held the spear in his right hand and the saber in his left, crossing them as he suddenly swung them outwards.

Immediately, the irregular pattern trapping him trembled, showing signs of collapsing.

Tuo Sen's eyes flashed. He made a gesture in the air with both hands, and immediately the crescent curved saber and the God-Slaying Spear trembled all over, like two meteors, suddenly striking the edges of the surrounding pattern.

Immediately, four of the ten people spat out fresh blood, their bodies trembling, almost losing control.

At this critical moment, the creature coiled around them suddenly stiffened. Immediately after, a protrusion rapidly swelled at the top of its head, and a man covered in scales suddenly emerged from the protrusion. His eyes had rhomboid pupils, emitting an inhuman aura.

After this person appeared, he let out a sharp howl. This shriek was extremely piercing, transforming into invisible sharp swords that rapidly stabbed towards Tuo Sen, who was at the very center of the encirclement.

Just then, the old man among the ten, with a solemn expression and sweat on his forehead, was maintaining the irregular pattern formed by the connection of all ten of them. Each tremor caused their minds to be greatly shaken. He looked back at Wang Lin and urgently shouted, "Little friend! Make your move!"

Wang Lin's expression was grim. He stared at Tuo Sen. From the moment the old man made his move, Wang Lin had been observing this person. From beginning to end, his eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

Upon hearing the old man's words, Wang Lin's body suddenly moved, rushing towards the old man. The old man's face lit up with joy, just about to speak, when Wang Lin's direction suddenly changed. He flashed past like lightning, rapidly speeding towards the ten-thousand-zhang creature beside him.

Wang Lin cared not for the lives of others; his only goal was that extremely special scale on the creature's body. In fact, from the very beginning, he had no intention of participating in the so-called Seal. Wang Lin believed he did not possess the strength for such a task.

The old man's expression immediately darkened. He let out a soft snort, placed his hands in front of his chest, touching his index finger and thumb together to form a rhomboid pattern, then softly chanted, "My Magical Artifact, Devour!"

At the same time, the instant his words fell, Wang Lin suddenly tore at the space in front of him, and a Rift appeared before him. He was extremely fast, and in a flash, he drilled into it.