Chapter 1975: Flickering Lights, Ancient Ancestor’s Finger

Putting down the invitation Jade Slip, Wang Lin no longer considered the matter. After all, to him, his current cultivation was more important than the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's grand ceremony to bestow a title upon his empress.

"The Metal Origin True Body should condense within these few days. When the Five Elements completely become True Bodies and integrate, I can verify whether my previous conjectures and deductions were successful." Wang Lin's eyes showed hesitation. He was vaguely worried that if his Five Elements True Body was complete, yet his cultivation remained at the Empty Tribulation Realm Late Stage, then his deduction would have failed.

Once it failed, Wang Lin would have to temporarily abandon the method of condensing other Origins into True Bodies and instead comprehend the fourth Void Realm Origin after Life and Death, Karma, and True and False.

However, this Void Realm Origin was inherently vague, relying entirely on Opportunity and enlightenment. Perhaps he could gain something in a few years, but it might also take a thousand years without any progress.

Such a matter made Wang Lin look at the golden mist-shrouded light mass floating before him with hesitation, gradually revealing anticipation.

After a long while, Wang Lin sighed softly, withdrawing his gaze from the golden mist light mass. He had already done his utmost in this matter; whether his cultivation could improve would be known in a few days.

With a slight opening and closing of his eyes, Wang Lin pondered for a moment. With a flick of his large sleeve, light immediately flickered on the floor of the wooden house, revealing a Formation. This Formation slowly rotated without a sound, and from the outside, not a single ray of light diffused.

Standing up, Wang Lin stepped into the Formation, and his figure vanished within it.

Beneath this Formation, deep underground, about ten thousand zhang from the wooden house, a massive Immortal Cave was carved out of the earth. This Immortal Cave had not been there for long; Wang Lin had condensed it on the fifth day after choosing to Cultivate in the wooden house.

This Immortal Cave was hundreds of zhang in size, enveloped by black and white light. At the center of that light, a colossal black and white sun floated!

Although it was only an outline, this was Wang Lin's Great Heavenly Venerate Sun!

Beneath this Great Heavenly Venerate Sun, there was a ten-zhang-sized head without eyes or ears, and a deep Rift on its heavenly spirit. This head was precisely the Immortal Ancestor's head!

Around this Immortal Cave, Wang Lin had arranged countless Formations and Restrictions. With his current cultivation, the power of these Restrictions was extremely formidable. Let alone a Heavenly Venerate, even a Sky-Treading Venerate would be unable to sense them.

Even a Great Heavenly Venerate would find it difficult to detect without careful observation, because the power composing these Restrictions was the Fusion power within Wang Lin's body, neither Immortal nor dao ancient! He had extracted a trace of it and integrated it with the Restrictions here, giving them such immense power.

Wang Lin's figure appeared beside the Immortal Ancestor's head. Looking at the head, Wang Lin's expression was calm. He had specially created this place to nourish his Great Heavenly Venerate Sun. According to his analysis, if his Great Heavenly Venerate Sun could completely melt the Immortal Ancestor's head, then this sun would fully solidify.

Sitting cross-legged before the Immortal Ancestor's head, Wang Lin opened his mouth and exhaled a wisp of green Qi. The green Qi shot straight towards the head, entering its seven orifices, causing the Immortal Ancestor's head to suddenly tremble and emit a large amount of golden light. However, as this golden light spread, it was immediately absorbed by the Great Heavenly Venerate Sun above it, transforming into black and white light to nourish the sun.

For nearly three months, this Great Heavenly Venerate Sun had been continuously absorbing, but how could the Immortal Ancestor's head be something so easily refined? For a time, it was difficult to fully integrate it.

After a while, Wang Lin, still cross-legged, opened his eyes. He raised his right hand, and with a grasp in the Void Realm, a dark golden color immediately spread in his palm. Within that light, a weak Soul body, with closed eyes, was firmly held in Wang Lin's hand. His expression seemed calm, but his pupils contracted, showing solemnity.

That weak Soul was precisely Immortal Emperor Lian Daozhen!

The Immortal Emperor, whose Soul Wang Lin had captured earlier, was now in a miserable state, trembling intermittently in Wang Lin's palm. He wanted to open his eyes but seemed to lack the strength. However, an astonishing Immortal Qi emanated from him, and especially beneath this Immortal Qi, the pressure emanating from this Soul could make any powerful cultivator recognize it instantly as the pressure of a Great Heavenly Venerate!

However, although the pressure belonged to a Great Heavenly Venerate, the Immortal Qi emanating from this Soul was not pure; instead, it was extremely mixed, subtly revealing a sense of decay, as if this Soul, currently with closed eyes, was enduring immense pain.

"Such powerful curse magic…" Wang Lin muttered to himself. On the Immortal Emperor's Soul body, Wang Lin had continuously applied Seals along the way. Even with his cultivation and the Immortal Emperor's own Soul power, he still couldn't completely remove the curse magic, but he could maintain a balance to prevent the Soul from dissipating.

"I had originally planned to use the pressure of this Soul to forcefully fuse the Immortal and dao ancient power within my body, but now it seems unnecessary. However, this Soul is still an Immortal Emperor's and is of great use to me." Wang Lin's eyes showed contemplation as he glanced at his Great Heavenly Venerate Sun in front of him.

"It's a pity the curse magic on it is too strong… If I could remove it, perhaps I could integrate this person's Soul into my Great Heavenly Venerate Sun, using his Soul as a guide to forcefully swallow the Immortal Ancestor's head…" Wang Lin rubbed his chin with his left hand, pondered for a moment longer, then his eyes flashed. He formed Hand Seals with his left hand and pointed a finger at the Immortal Emperor's Soul he was holding in his right hand.

As this finger descended, the Immortal Emperor's Soul immediately trembled, opening its mouth to let out a silent roar that shook the surroundings. The Immortal Cave's Restrictions immediately flickered.

Wang Lin's expression was quite solemn. His left hand pointed at the Immortal Emperor's Soul's head. After a long while, as he slowly lifted it, a wisp of gray qi was drawn out from within the Immortal Emperor's Soul, transforming into a long thread that Wang Lin slowly pulled out.

When his left hand was fully raised, the gray thread coiled around Wang Lin's left fingertip, suddenly transforming into a gray, ghostly phantom. It opened its gaping maw and lunged to swallow Wang Lin's finger.

But at the moment it lunged, Wang Lin's eyes immediately narrowed, his pupils turning silver. A silver light flashed, landing on the ghostly phantom. The phantom immediately trembled, seemingly very afraid, and shrank by more than half before Wang Lin grasped it with his left hand and fiercely crushed it.

The gray qi vanished into thin air.

Wang Lin's forehead was now covered in some sweat, and the silver light in his eyes dissipated, revealing a bitter smile.

"The brief Fusion of Immortal and dao ancient power can dispel this curse magic… but with my current cultivation, I cannot sustain it for too long, so I cannot remove all the curse magic at once…" Wang Lin glanced at the Immortal Emperor's Soul in his right hand. The curse magic within this Soul had just been drawn out a trace, but now it was regenerating.

Sighing softly, Wang Lin flipped his right hand, and the Immortal Emperor's Soul within was put away. He sat there, pondering for a long time, then sighed again.

"It seems I'll have to wait until my cultivation is higher, and the Fusion can last longer and exert greater power, before I can remove the curse magic from this Soul and integrate it into my Great Heavenly Venerate Sun.

Moreover, this technique is strange, and the Immortal Emperor's identity is special, so it's inconvenient to seek Master Xuan Luo's help." Wang Lin habitually did not want anyone to know some of his own secrets unless absolutely necessary.

After putting away the Immortal Emperor's Soul, Wang Lin waved his right hand in the Void Realm, and a Jade Slip materialized. This Jade Slip was precisely the one given by Prince Jidu, containing the power of the Ancient Ancestor's Finger.

Wang Lin had studied this Jade Slip after obtaining it, but he couldn't comprehend it. There always seemed to be a layer of separation, preventing him from seeing clearly, so he could only use this item as a one-time Divine Ability.

But now that he had melted the drop of Soul Blood within his body, his mind had gained some fragmented memories. These memories were chaotic; he could feel their existence, but he couldn't access them, clearly due to the small amount of Soul Blood.

Holding the Jade Slip, Wang Lin concentrated and looked. Within the Jade Slip was a blurry figure. This figure swayed, seemingly existing within an equally blurry world. As its body swayed, that world shattered and disappeared.

A very simple illusion, but because of its blurriness, it was difficult to comprehend.

Wang Lin had looked at it several times before, always with the same result. When he looked again now, it was still the same, but he showed no discouragement. Instead, he closed his eyes, remained silent for a long time, then suddenly opened them, revealing silver light in his eyes once more!

That silver light completely filled his eyes, exuding indifference and ruthlessness. With these silver eyes, Wang Lin looked at the Jade Slip in his hand again. The moment his gaze fell upon it, the blurry figure immediately appeared within the Jade Slip.

However, the instant this blurry figure appeared, in Wang Lin's mind, due to the complete Fusion of the Soul Blood, some of the inaccessible but perceptible memory fragments immediately connected and displayed themselves in Wang Lin's mind.

It was a man dressed in gray robes with long hair. His face was precisely that of the statue in Dao Ancient Imperial City, the Ancient Ancestor!

With his left hand behind his back, he floated in the sky, looking up at the heavens with an expression of disdain and contempt, as if extremely arrogant. In the sky he gazed at, a group of black specks roared towards him. As they drew closer, each black speck was revealed to be a group of strange Vicious Beasts.

These Vicious Beasts had human heads but lion bodies, yet only two limbs. Their hind limbs and tail seemed to have degenerated, becoming like fish tails.

As they flew closer, they let out ear-piercing roars, especially the strongest beast at the forefront, which exuded a powerful aura close to that of a Great Heavenly Venerate, though still slightly inferior.

But the gray-robed man still looked at them with disdain, raised his right hand, and pointed a finger forward.

As this finger descended, the heavens and earth trembled, and the area of one hundred thousand li around where the Vicious Beasts were seemed to be split off, and then violently compressed from above and below!

A roar echoed, and within that compressed, separated heaven and earth, all the Vicious Beasts were instantly pulverized.

With a "crack," the Jade Slip in Wang Lin's hand developed a Rift, split into two halves, and fell from Wang Lin's hand. The moment it touched the ground, it turned into dust.

Wang Lin awoke, the silver in his eyes dissipated, but a sharp glint flickered in them.

"What a powerful Ancient Ancestor's Finger…"