Chapter 1990: Dim Lights, The Death of the Imperial Venerate!

The Nine Melodies sounded simultaneously. This phenomenon, on the Ancient Clan Land, was a legendary sight and music that had not been seen for countless years, but at this moment, it was being played within the Dao Ancient Imperial Palace!

The over one hundred thousand clansmen in the Imperial Palace were all excited, kneeling down together toward the illusory Ancient Ancestor Projection that had materialized above the Great Hall amidst the sound of the Nine Melodies.

The father of the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate, the Imperial Robed Elder who had lost an arm, was now shocked and, without the slightest hesitation, also knelt down. His body trembled, but his heart was not filled with excitement, only endless horror and fear.

"The Ancient Ancestor's Projection was actually materialized by this person… The sound of the Nine Melodies was actually played by this person. This… this… even among my Imperial Clan members, no one throughout history has ever been able to accomplish this. This person actually did it… Could his Bloodline be even purer than that of my Imperial Clan?!"

Xuan Luo stood there, looking at the Ancient Ancestor's projection with respect in his eyes. He did not kneel, but cupped his fists and bowed toward the projection.

The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate was currently dumbfounded, disbelief filling his eyes. He retreated rapidly, as if going mad, backing all the way out of the Great Hall. There, he suddenly looked up and saw the projection above the Great Hall, standing between heaven and earth, hands clasped behind its back, looking toward the sky.

The instant he saw this figure, the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's body trembled, and his mind was greatly shaken.

"Impossible!!!" he shrieked, continually backing away until he stood upon the Plaza.

"I am the Favored Son of Heaven! I am the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate! I am the descendant of the Ancient Ancestor!" The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's face was pale. His entire mind was consumed by madness. He could not accept this reality, nor could he bear this blow. Pointing at the projection between heaven and earth, he shrieked hysterically.

Everyone on the Plaza, except for Xuan Luo who bowed, was kneeling. Even the clansmen of the other Two Clans did the same. Only the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate stood there like a madman, pointing at the Ancient Ancestor Projection, his sharp screams echoing throughout the area.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, this is fake!!! This is an Illusion he created, it's not real! I am your descendant! My Bloodline is the body that allows you to descend! I am the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate!

All of you, stand up! Are you blind? This is fake! Get up!" The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate roared frantically, continuously yelling at the kneeling clansmen around him, as if their worship brought him immense fear and Pressure, forcing him to believe that everything was real.

But no matter how he shrieked, no one around him paid any attention. They were all stunned by the Ancient Ancestor Projection between heaven and earth, and none dared to rise.

For the Ancient Clan, which valued Imperial Authority above all else, the reason they kneeled to it, revered it, and fanatically respected it, was entirely because the creator of this Imperial Authority was the Old Ancestor who once founded the Ancient Three Clans, the one Ancient Ancestor for whom all Ancient Clan members would willingly dedicate everything from the bottom of their hearts!

In their minds, the Ancient Ancestor was the supreme existence!

"All Kings, Undying Generals, stand up! Can't you see this is fake? It's fake! It's fake! It's fake!!!" The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate trembled and rushed madly toward one of the Eighteen Kings beside him, kicking out a leg.

The entire Plaza was deathly silent. Only the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate was continuously shrieking there, yet no one spared him a glance.

"Fake… it's all fake…" Fear gradually consumed the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's eyes. His body trembling, he stared at the projection in the sky, still hysterical. Inside the Great Hall, Wang Lin, embracing Song Zhi, who contained Li Muwan's remnant soul, walked out step by step.

He stood in the doorway of the Great Hall, looking out. Everywhere he looked were kneeling people. With a flash of his body, Wang Lin, bringing the woman beside him, appeared in the sky above.

The moment he appeared, the gigantic Ancient Ancestor Projection between heaven and earth seemed to overlap with him, radiating an indescribable Pressure. This Pressure shook heaven and earth, changing the colors of the wind and clouds, causing all the kneeling people below to tremble.

Wang Lin lowered his head, his Silver Eyes revealing ruthlessness and indifference as he looked at the shrieking Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate below. As he lowered his head, the Ancient Ancestor Projection between heaven and earth also lowered its head, its nearly identical Silver Eyes looking toward the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate.

Stared at by these Silver Eyes, the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's shriek abruptly stopped. He stumbled backward, his teeth chattering, before suddenly shouting again.

"I am your descendant! I have not betrayed the Ancient Clan! You cannot kill me!"

Wang Lin remained silent, raising his right hand. As his right hand lifted, the Ancient Ancestor's projection also raised its massive right hand. Following Wang Lin's finger pointing into the Void Realm toward the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate, the gigantic arm in the sky suddenly pointed at the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate.

"Ye Dao… This Wang uses the hand of the Ancient Ancestor to grant you death!" This was the first time Wang Lin had spoken since the Ancient Ancestor Projection appeared. The moment he spoke, a silver flash suddenly appeared between the gigantic right hand of the Ancient Ancestor in the sky, and a Silver Thread shot out, heading straight for the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate.

"No!!" The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's face turned ash gray as he let out the final cry of his life.

"Ancient Dao Great Heavenly Venerate, save me!!! Father Venerate, save me!! Ancestor Venerate, save me!!! Imperial Advisor, save me!!" The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate shrieked in terror.

Just as his plea for the Ancestor Venerate echoed, deep beneath the Imperial Palace, in a Secret Chamber sealed by countless Runes, lay a Purple Coffin.

Lying in the coffin was an Old Woman. She looked like a skeleton but was also wearing Imperial Robes. She suddenly opened her eyes, revealing apprehension and hesitation, but she did not appear.

On the ground, the moment the Silver Thread reached the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's body, a purple light flashed, but upon contact with the Silver Thread, it immediately shattered into fragments of purple light, which scattered and rolled backward. This allowed the Silver Thread to directly pierce the center of the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's brow.

The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's head loudly exploded. Amidst the bloody mess, his body also loudly shattered, turning into countless fragments. As these fragments spread, they continued to collapse, eventually disintegrating completely, ceasing to exist.

Even his Soul vanished under the Silver Thread, completely wiped away. The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate of his generation thus died right there in his Imperial Palace, under the gaze of his clansmen!

In the Great Hall, the Imperial Robed Elder who was kneeling trembled when he heard the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate's cry for help, showing signs of struggle. However, he forcibly suppressed this struggle and dared not save him. He also had no means to save the Imperial Venerate from the Ancient Ancestor Projection's finger.

After the single point, Wang Lin's face was faintly pale, and the Ancient Ancestor Projection between heaven and earth gradually dissipated. Just as it was about to completely vanish, Wang Lin suddenly looked up toward the edge of the world, at a Barren Mountain outside the Dao Ancient Imperial City!

The true culprit behind the turmoil surrounding Wan'er's Soul was not the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate, but that mysterious Imperial Advisor of the Dao Ancient Lineage whom Wang Lin had seen on the Great Soul Gate Old Ancestor's Deduction Jade Slip—the one whose entire body was wreathed in a familiar Seven-Colored Radiance!

It was this Imperial Advisor who took Li Muwan's Life Soul from the Immortal Cave Realm. It was this Imperial Advisor who gave this Soul to the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate and instructed him to continuously choose Concubines, selecting those who could perform Soul Merging.

It was this Imperial Advisor who did all these things. The Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate was merely misled and became part of some Plan devised by the Imperial Advisor!

Wang Lin had already noticed these matters after seeing the scenes on the Jade Slip, but he had forcibly suppressed them because, at that time, his rage was soaring to the heavens!

Now that the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate was dead, Wang Lin was going to find that Imperial Advisor next, to see if this person matched his internal speculation, and if he was… that person!!

Wang Lin could not find this mysterious Imperial Advisor of the Dao Ancient Lineage using his Divine Sense. But at this moment, leveraging the burning Soul Blood within him, leveraging the Nine Melodies Circulation, and the instant the Ancient Ancestor Projection materialized, the moment he killed the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate, he immediately sensed the Death Qi emanating from the Dao Ancient Imperial Venerate. It was instantly absorbed by the earth and drawn toward the distant Barren Mountain.

Furthermore, using the Ancient Ancestor Projection, he sensed that the Barren Mountain was hollow inside, containing a massive Formation. At the center of that Formation, a figure faintly existed!

He didn't need to guess this figure's identity; he could be certain that this person was the creator of all this—the mysterious dao ancient Imperial Advisor!

Seeing that the Ancient Ancestor Projection was about to completely dissipate, a silver light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He raised his right hand and suddenly pointed toward the Barren Mountain outside the City in the Sky in the distance!

As this finger descended, Wang Lin's mind recalled the incomparably powerful Ancient Ancestor's Finger Divine Ability he had seen in the Jade Slip given by Prince Jidu!

The Ancient Ancestor Projection between heaven and earth simultaneously raised its right hand. The instant it pointed out, its figure vanished, yet this finger attack was truly and completely delivered!

Outside the Dao Ancient Imperial City, that floating City in the Sky, the area surrounding the Barren Mountain roared. It was as if this region was forcibly separated from the rest of heaven and earth and suddenly compressed.

The roar echoed. The Barren Mountain shook, and suddenly, Ten-Colored Radiance appeared. The Ten-Colored Radiance rapidly flickered, engaging in a confrontation with the Ancient Ancestor's Finger unleashed by Wang Lin.

The earth-shattering booming sounds could be faintly heard even at the Imperial Palace. The Barren Mountain rumbled, and a giant Rift appeared in its body. It was actually forcibly penetrated and split into two halves, revealing the massive Formation inside!

However, similarly, the power of the Ancient Ancestor's Finger was met by the Ten-Colored Radiance and dissipated along with the ten-colored light.

Wang Lin's pupils contracted. He flicked his sleeve and, taking Song Zhi, headed straight for the sky. As for the Immortal Ancestor's Head and the Immortal Emperor's Soul, Wang Lin had long since retrieved them, leaving nothing behind.

But just as he rose to leave, a low roar muffled from deep beneath the Imperial Palace.

"The Crime of Regicide is unforgivable! You must leave behind the Immortal Emperor's Soul and the Immortal Ancestor's Head!"