Chapter 1932: The tenth sun of Immortal Astral, Immortal Emperor Bestows a Treasure! (First Update)

Panic appeared in the eyes of the old man in green. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd in the square, he continuously retreated several steps, his face turning pale. His heart was filled with intense shame and anger. He was certain that Wang Lin would never dare to make a move here. After retreating three steps, the old man in green immediately pointed at Wang Lin and shouted sternly.

"You…"

As the old man in green began to speak, Wang Lin had already reached him. He raised his right hand, grabbed the man's clothes, and threw him outwards. The old man's voice turned into a startled cry, and his body seemed to have been slapped by an invisible palm, suddenly spiraling backwards, thrown tens of thousands of feet away.

"Wang Lin respectfully greets the Immortal Emperor!" In front of the Immortal Dao Hall, Wang Lin clasped his fists and bowed towards the hall. This was, after all, the imperial palace, and the Immortal Emperor was a Great Heavenly Venerate. The necessary respect had to be shown.

The tens of thousands of Cultivators in the square all focused their gaze on Wang Lin. Surrounding them were tens of thousands of black-armored Imperial Guards, who remained silent, encircling the area and coldly staring at Wang Lin.

Among the Cultivators, the people from the Four Royal Mansions, except for the Li Mansion, looked at Wang Lin with varying expressions. Especially the patriarchs of the other three Royal Mansions, their gazes towards Wang Lin carried complexity and helplessness.

After Wang Lin clasped his fists and bowed, a profound silence fell. After a long while, a calm voice came from within the Immortal Dao Hall.

"You pushed aside Our officiating minor official. How then shall this Investiture Ceremony proceed?"

As the words fell, the closed doors of the Immortal Dao Hall silently pushed open inwards, revealing the scene within. In the depths of the grand hall, there was a mountain-shaped staircase, atop which sat a colossal Dragon Throne. The Dragon Throne seemed to be formed from a true Dragon, its head raised in mid-air, its eyes gleaming, looking at Wang Lin who stood outside the grand hall.

On the Dragon Throne sat a middle-aged man wearing imperial robes and an emperor's crown. This man rested one hand on his chin, his body slightly tilted. His appearance exuded an imposing Aura without anger, and he spoke leisurely.

Beside this man stood a young man in a coarse cloth long gown. This young man had fair skin and long, narrow eyes. He held two purple beads in his hands, continuously rotating them in his palm. A smile always played on his lips, and his gaze was gentle as he glanced at Wang Lin.

But that single glance made the blood flowing through Wang Lin's body seem to pause. As if under that gaze, he felt a trance, as if he saw the scenes of his entire life flash by in an instant.

His mind trembled, but he quickly recovered, his pupils contracting as he met the gaze of the young man in the coarse cloth long gown.

A hint of surprise appeared in the young man's eyes, and he nodded at Wang Lin with a smile.

"Imperial Advisor Shang Xuan Dao!" In Wang Lin's mind, the moment his gaze met that of the young man, this name surfaced. Although he had never met the other party, to be able to make him feel as if he had fallen into Reincarnation with just a glance, it was highly likely to be the Imperial Advisor!

As for the Immortal Emperor sitting on the Dragon Throne, his appearance was identical to what Wang Lin had seen in the Heavenly Venerate Nirvana, but he clearly possessed even greater majesty and a boundless Aura than before. As he sat there, it was as if this heaven and earth were a part of his body.

All living beings within this heaven and earth would have to kneel before his gaze.

"Enough. As the foremost of the Sky-Ascending Venerates, that slave showed disrespect to you. We will not make things difficult for you regarding this matter. Xuan Dao, you shall preside over this Investiture Ceremony." The Immortal Emperor sitting on the Dragon Throne slowly stated.

"Yes." The young man in coarse cloth bowed slightly, then stepped towards the hall door.

"It really is him!" Wang Lin's expression hardened.

As he passed by Wang Lin, the young man in coarse cloth smiled, nodded at Wang Lin, and then looked at the tens of thousands of Cultivators in the square outside the hall.

"The Investiture Ceremony shall be presided over by me. Next, we shall sacrifice blood to the Immortals and open the Immortal Dao!" Imperial Advisor Shang Xuan Dao said, raising his right hand and pointing to the sky.

With this gesture, a red light immediately shot forth, soaring straight to the Ninth Heaven. At the same time, within this vast imperial palace, from ninety-nine corners, earth-shattering roars suddenly erupted. These roars were like the dying screams of Vicious Beasts.

Immediately after, ninety-nine blood pillars burst forth from within the imperial palace, rushing towards the sky. Standing where Wang Lin was, one could clearly see that within those ninety-nine blood pillars, there were actually ninety-nine different Vicious Beast Souls!

"Sacrificing blood to the Immortals, slaying ninety-nine beasts, and using their blood to open the ethereal Immortal Dao…" Wang Lin watched all of this, his expression calm.

The ninety-nine blood pillars rushed into the sky, instantly turning the entire sky blood-red, faintly seeming to open a gate to a mysterious world. Beyond that gate was a Void Realm, making it impossible to discern its location.

The beast souls within the blood pillars let out silent roars, rushing together into the Void Realm. After they disappeared, the entire imperial palace fell into a deadly silence!

At this instant, not only here, but throughout the entire Immortal Clan Continent, all the Old Ancestors within various Sects who witnessed this scene through the Imperial Palace's Formation projections, stared intently at the sky above the Imperial Palace!

"During past Investiture Ceremonies, in addition to passing through the nine gates and accepting challenges, there was another ritual: opening the Immortal Dao. This involved using blood sacrifice to summon an Outer Realm Spirit. These Outer Realm Spirits vary in strength, and the Immortal Emperor would personally kill them, spilling their fresh blood across the earth, refining their souls into treasures, and bestowing them upon the one being invested!" Wang Lin was very clear about the rituals of the investiture. At this moment, without surprise, he looked up at the sky.

"I wonder what kind of Outer Realm Spirit this white-haired Sky-Ascending Venerate will attract!"

"Back then, when Daoist Ming performed the blood sacrifice, he attracted a sword-shaped spirit. After the Immortal Emperor killed it, it transformed into a sword, which is said to possess immense power!"

"This entirely depends on luck. I wonder how Wang Lin's luck will be!"

The surrounding Cultivators all looked up, their eyes gleaming, their hearts filled with anticipation and speculation.

In the blood-red sky, at this moment, within the enormous Vortex, in a pitch-black Void Realm, as time passed, a lion-like Vicious Beast suddenly flashed out. This lion-like Vicious Beast had blood-red eyes, and its neck was a bloody mess. As it roared, golden blood dripped from its neck.

It seemed to be fleeing within the unknown Void Realm, sucked in by the suddenly appearing Vortex, causing its body to be forcibly dragged out and suddenly appear within the Vortex.

Its appearance immediately caused the tens of thousands of Cultivators in the square below to let out exclamations!

"Heavenly Lion Beast!"

"This is the Heavenly Lion Beast from the totem left by the Immortal Ancestor!"

"It is said that Heavenly Lion Continent was formed from a Heavenly Lion Beast Emperor. This beast doesn't have golden fur on its head, so it's not a Beast Emperor, but judging by its appearance, it's an adult Battle Lion!"

With the exclamations, Imperial Advisor Shang Xuan Dao, in his coarse cloth long gown, maintained a calm expression, as if he had long anticipated that this Heavenly Lion Beast would be summoned.

"The Seal left by the Immortal Ancestor wouldn't allow an overly powerful Outer Realm Spirit to enter. This Heavenly Lion Beast would be difficult to appear unless it was injured… Wang Lin's luck isn't bad!" As Imperial Advisor Shang Xuan Dao pondered, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came from the sky.

This roar was soul-shattering, enough to make Mortals collapse, and even Cultivators with low cultivation would tremble as if encountering a natural predator under this roar.

It was a lion's roar. The Heavenly Lion Beast, injured at the neck, instantly rushed out of the Vortex and appeared on the Immortal Clan Continent. Its eyes showed confusion, clearly unfamiliar with this place, but this confusion quickly dissipated, replaced by a sense of dread. Its body rapidly retreated, as if trying to escape from the Vortex!

But at this moment, Wang Lin heard the Immortal Emperor's cold voice.

"A Heavenly Lion Beast, eh…" As this voice appeared, the Immortal Emperor on the Dragon Throne in the Immortal Dao Hall still maintained the posture of resting one hand on his chin. His other hand lifted and waved outwards.

With this wave, a cluster of five-colored flames materialized, instantly rushing out of the grand hall, carrying a monstrous heatwave, directly towards the Heavenly Lion Beast in the sky.

In a flash, in Wang Lin's gaze, the colorless flame transformed into a five-colored sea of fire, enveloping the injured Heavenly Lion Beast. Piercing screams echoed through heaven and earth, followed by a violent roar. Large amounts of blood, scalding like oil, burst open from the sky, spilling onto the earth, pervading the entire imperial palace.

This scene was witnessed by all the surrounding Cultivators, each of them deeply shaken. Unsure who was the first to kneel, in an instant, all the Cultivators knelt down towards the Immortal Dao Hall.

"Long live His Majesty's Immortal Might!"

"Long live His Majesty's Immortal Might!!"

The voices of tens of thousands of people, connected together, rose like thunder, echoing within the imperial palace. The Immortal Emperor's power was displayed in this manner before the Cultivators of the Immortal Clan!

Wang Lin remained silent. He could also kill the injured Heavenly Lion Beast, but he absolutely couldn't do it as casually as the Immortal Emperor. He would need to activate his Soul Armor and even draw upon some of his Clone's power.

"Great Heavenly Venerate…" Wang Lin's expression was calm, revealing no thoughts.

At this moment, the sea of fire in the sky dissipated. After the fire dispersed, a white hair drifted down from the sky. The appearance of this white hair made Imperial Advisor Shang Xuan Dao next to Wang Lin narrow his eyes.

Not only him, but also the Immortal Emperor sitting on the Dragon Throne, suddenly looked up at this moment, staring at the falling white hair, a hint of surprise in his eyes!

"White hair that even my Extreme Fire Dao cannot burn… this item…"

Wang Lin stood there, his eyes suddenly revealing a strange light. The white hair gave him an extremely familiar feeling, a feeling that flashed by, like an illusion.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Lin's body flickered, and he shot straight towards the sky!

And the Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Dao Hall, even more so, raised his right hand and grabbed into the Void Realm. A giant five-colored flame hand materialized out of thin air, swiftly reaching out to grasp the white hair!

Wang Lin's speed could not compare to the Immortal Emperor's. The Immortal Emperor's hand, formed from five-colored flames, appeared directly beside the falling white strand of hair and grabbed it.

But at this moment, the hand formed from five-colored flames trembled and was pierced through by the strand of hair, which continued to fall. This scene was witnessed by everyone around. Wang Lin, without hesitation, appeared beside the strand of hair in one step and grabbed it!

"Thank you, Immortal Emperor, for bestowing this treasure!" Wang Lin turned and bowed towards the Immortal Dao Hall!