Chapter 200: Killing for Cores (12,000-character chapter, asking for votes)

The originally cloudy eyes of the white-haired old man suddenly shone with extremely bright light. His slightly hunched body slowly straightened, and in this instant, his Aura abruptly soared.

All the Cultivators in the city where he resided immediately felt their Spiritual Qi uncontrollably, as if it was about to leave their bodies, and they were all horrified.

This feeling came quickly and left just as quickly. The white-haired old man's body suddenly moved, and he instantly vanished without a trace.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the black mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea above. Immediately after, a giant Xuanwu, thousands of zhang long, emerged from the mist.

Its huge head exuded waves of majestic pressure. After glancing down, it opened its mouth and fiercely inhaled. Immediately, all the Spiritual Qi within a hundred-li radius was violently swallowed by it, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. It then let out a satisfied burp, settled down, and quickly swam forward in the black mist.

On its back stood the white-haired old man from before. He cursed, “You beast, I let you carry me, and you actually absorbed so much Spiritual Qi. Aren't you afraid of bursting? If you burst, this old man will get to taste Xuanwu meat.”

Meanwhile, Wang Lin was sitting cross-legged in his Immortal Cave. For some unknown reason, he suddenly felt a sense of trepidation, a feeling that originated from above the Cultivation Devil Sea.

Wang Lin frowned. He summoned with his right hand, intending to retrieve the Restriction Banner, but immediately discovered that the Restriction Banner was enveloped by an invisible force, making it impossible to retract.

This strange scene immediately made Wang Lin's expression change. He abruptly stood up, his hands continuously forming Hand Seals and striking the Restriction Banner. However, each time a Hand Seal landed, it was immediately dissipated by the invisible force, with not a single Hand Seal able to penetrate.

At this moment, the feeling of trepidation in his heart grew stronger and stronger. He frowned, and his Divine Sense Eye immediately opened. Suddenly, his expression involuntarily changed dramatically.

Through his Divine Sense Eye, he clearly saw a thin red line emanating from the Restriction Banner. This red line ignored the obstruction of the Immortal Cave and soared straight up.

Wang Lin's face was grim. Without a word, he rushed forward, opened the Immortal Cave door, and his figure flashed out. Outside the Immortal Cave, he steadied himself and looked up.

He saw the red line floating out of the Immortal Cave and disappearing into the black mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea above. Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then he pointed at his glabella with his right hand, and immediately the second Devil Head emerged from his Sea of Consciousness.

After the Devil Head appeared, without waiting for Wang Lin's command, its body immediately flashed and vanished. Through Wang Lin's Divine Sense Eye, he could see an afterimage rapidly disappearing into the black mist at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Lin's face was grim. He looked around. In this Qilin Beast City, people came and went in twos and threes, but not a single one noticed the existence of the red line.

Wang Lin was quite puzzled. The feeling of trepidation grew stronger and stronger. This feeling was similar to when Wang Lin first faced the Ancient God Tu Si.

He was silent for a moment, his mind rapidly sifting through the memories of Ancient God Tu Si, hoping to analyze what had happened through these clues and why such a strange scene occurred as soon as the Restriction Banner appeared.

As for the second Devil Head, its speed was extremely fast. With its ethereal body, it shuttled through the black mist. This Devil Head, in its previous life, was a beast skilled in flight. Now that it had transformed into a Devil Head, its speed was several times faster. In fact, if it came to speed, even Wang Lin could not match this beast.

If Qiu Siping hadn't trapped this beast with his black mist Magic Treasure six days ago, then with just one chance, it would have immediately vanished without a trace due to its speed.

It was as fast as thunder, flashing out instantly, and speeding towards the mist formed by the Cultivation Devil Sea.

At this moment, above the Cultivation Devil Sea, the continuous red cloud, spanning over ten li, suddenly contracted. Its original size of over ten li suddenly shrank, and a protrusion appeared in its very center.

This protrusion grew larger and larger, eventually forming a sphere-like object filled with water, which deeply descended.

At this instant, the bottom of the sphere emitted rumbling sounds, and then a gap suddenly opened at the bottom. A massive pillar of red cloud, seemingly capable of penetrating the entire Vermilion Bird Star, descended from the sky with a destructive force.

The moment this red cloud pillar descended, the surrounding red clouds rapidly shrank, quickly reducing from their original size of over ten li to seven or eight li.

Evidently, the diminished red clouds had all condensed into this pillar and were descending from the sky.

The speed of the red cloud pillar was unimaginable. In the blink of an eye, it descended from the sky into the mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea below. Along the way, powerful sounds of tearing through the air resonated, and circular ripples appeared along the red cloud pillar's descent path, spreading outwards.

In addition to these circular ripples, countless tiny spatial Rifts even appeared around, dense and endless Rifts, like shattered mirrors, making one feel a sense of horror.

The moment the red cloud pillar landed in the black mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea, the entire black mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea suddenly boiled, and all the strange beasts within it roared and howled, scrambling to swim downwards.

At the same time, the mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea rapidly dissipated, transforming into waves of black clouds that slowly rose from the sea surface. However, the red cloud pillar's speed remained undiminished, and it rapidly plunged downwards.

As it sank, more and more mist from the Cultivation Devil Sea turned into black clouds and ascended. Within the entire Cultivation Devil Sea, regardless of the inner or outer sea, all the mist violently churned and roared, rapidly converging towards the direction of the red cloud pillar.

If one were to look from the sky, they would see that all the mist in the Cultivation Devil Sea below formed a huge, concave Vortex, and at the center of this Vortex was the world-destroying red cloud pillar.

Endless mist continuously surged towards the center, and at the same time, more and more black clouds rose from the red cloud pillar.

Finally, after the red cloud pillar had sunk approximately two-thirds of the way into the mist of the Cultivation Devil Sea, all the mist in the outer periphery of the Cultivation Devil Sea had already surged into the inner sea. At this moment, the mist that had enveloped the outer periphery of the Cultivation Devil Sea for countless years, for the first time, completely dissipated.

Without the obstruction of seawater as in previous transformations into a sea, and without the shroud of mist, sunlight, for the first time, truly fell upon the outer periphery of the Cultivation Devil Sea.

It illuminated the dark land and ancient cities within, as well as countless Cultivators with panicked expressions.

Some Cultivators, who had never seen such intense sunlight in their entire lives, involuntarily became excited.

If the Cultivation Devil Sea were likened to a giant circle, then at this moment, the surrounding mist of this circle had all shrunk. All the mist was either evaporated into black clouds or completely converged towards the inner sea.

At this moment, at the position where the red cloud pillar stopped, its size had already shrunk by several circles. Below it, all the mist of the entire Cultivation Devil Sea had condensed into an incomparably thick black mist pillar, which violently met the red cloud pillar.

Immediately, at their intersection point, layers of annular airwaves spread out, rapidly pushing outwards. Any creatures in the mist affected by these annular airwaves shattered into dust, completely annihilated.

At the same time, the red cloud pillar finally dissipated.

But the matter did not end there. In the sky, the remaining seven or eight li of red cloud suddenly moved, once again transforming into a towering red pillar, and descended once more in an instant.

This time, all the red clouds poured out, and there was no longer a single trace of red cloud in the entire sky. They all transformed into red pillars, descending with a roar along the previous route.

Along the previous two-thirds of the journey, with no mist to obstruct it, the red cloud pillar landed at the same spot in the blink of an eye, colliding with the rapidly rising black mist.

A booming sound, audible to all Cultivators in the Cultivation Devil Sea, resounded majestically from this location. At the same time, large swathes of black mist were completely shattered, turning into waves of black clouds that rose from the Cultivation Devil Sea and gathered in the sky.

The red cloud pillar, after shrinking by more than half, still stubbornly descended.

The second Devil Head, seeing the unfavorable situation, immediately retreated rapidly. Wang Lin clearly witnessed this shocking scene through the demon.

At this moment, almost all the Cultivators in the Cultivation Devil Sea had emerged from their cities and Immortal Caves. Even some who were in seclusion stopped their cultivation, all looking up at the sky with horrified expressions.

Through the second Devil Head, the moment Wang Lin saw the red cloud pillar, a term suddenly popped into his mind from the Ancient God Legacy memories.

“Heavenly Tribulation…”

Wang Lin murmured to himself. Through the Ancient God Legacy memories, he quickly reviewed everything related to Heavenly Tribulation. In the memories, Ancient God Tu Si had experienced countless Heavenly Tribulations.

Except for the initial trepidation towards Heavenly Tribulation, once his body had reformed four times, Heavenly Tribulation became the best supplement for Ancient Gods.

At the same time, every time an Ancient God refined an Artifact, it would also trigger a Heavenly Tribulation. Sometimes, Ancient Gods even judged the quality of the refined Magic Treasure by the power of the descending Heavenly Tribulation.

The greater the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, the stronger the Magic Treasure's power. The weaker the Heavenly Tribulation's power, the less powerful the Magic Treasure.

Of course, this was just a very rough calculation method, and in fact, there were significant discrepancies. For example, Wang Lin's current Restriction Banner, in terms of power, simply couldn't compare to this Heavenly Tribulation.

The true reason for the Heavenly Tribulation was actually the Inkstone. This Inkstone had been contained within the Ancient God's body for too long, naturally acquiring a trace of Ancient God Aura. Therefore, this caused the Heavenly Tribulation, which had not appeared in the Cultivation World for countless years, to descend for the first time.

Similarly, the Heavenly Tribulation had not appeared for countless years, and its accumulated power had reached a terrifying level. Therefore, this time, even though it was just the outbreak of a Heavenly Tribulation for a Magical Artifact, it possessed unimaginable power.

All this information flashed through Wang Lin's mind, and he already understood that the object causing this Heavenly Tribulation was precisely the Restriction Banner!

Without a word, he quickly rushed back to his Immortal Cave. He gazed at the Restriction Banner, still floating in mid-air and shimmering with an eerie light, and continuously cast Restrictions with both hands, attempting to retrieve it.

Based on the information Wang Lin had just obtained from the Ancient God's memories, if the Restriction Banner were truly struck by this Heavenly Tribulation, the Magic Treasure would immediately turn to dust.

Wang Lin would never allow the Magic Treasure he had painstakingly refined to be destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation. His Divine Sense Eye flickered with strange light, and he continuously cast various Restrictions with both hands, trying to retrieve the item.

Slowly, the invisible force outside the Restriction Banner gradually loosened a bit, but it still hadn't eased. At this moment, rumbling sounds came from the sky. The black mist rapidly dissipated and retreated, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Cultivation Devil Sea, for the first time, had no seawater, no mist, revealing an incredibly vast, boundless giant basin within.

The red cloud pillar, with no further obstructions, descended from the sky. This time, its speed had reached its limit, and its target was Qilin Beast City!

The Cultivators in the city all showed panic, each unleashing their full power, scattering in all directions in a frenzy.

The red cloud pillar descended!

The moment it struck Qilin Beast City, the Qilin Beast's body suddenly collapsed. Starting from its head, all the scales on its entire body were violently ripped off by this destructive force.

Wang Lin, inside the Immortal Cave, only felt a tremendous force suddenly coming from all directions. Almost instantly, he spat out fresh blood and sighed inwardly, about to give up.

But at this moment, the invisible force outside the Restriction Banner, for some unknown reason, instantly vanished. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and without any hesitation, he grabbed the Restriction Banner.

At the same time, he rushed out. At the moment the Qilin Beast collapsed, he burst out from within it. However, the instant he rushed out, a trace of red cloud transformed into a thin line, suddenly shot out from the Qilin Beast's collapsing body, and rapidly aimed for the Restriction Banner in Wang Lin's right hand.

The red line was too fast. Even if Wang Lin put the Restriction Banner into his Storage Pouch, it would be useless; the only consequence would be the collapse of the Storage Pouch. In this instant, Wang Lin gritted his teeth, bent his right arm, and at the moment the red line shot towards him, he suddenly reversed the Restriction Banner in his hand, holding it with his left hand, and with a turn of his right hand, a Magical Artifact he hadn't controlled appeared in his hand.

All of this happened in a flash. The moment Wang Lin had just switched Magical Artifacts, the red thin line had already landed on it, and the Magical Artifact immediately collapsed. Wang Lin's body immediately sped away.

However, the moment that Magical Artifact collapsed, a tiny, extremely small red line still flashed out. This time, in an instant when Wang Lin had no chance to react, this thin line landed on his right hand.

At that moment, Wang Lin's body trembled. He continuously spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, and even his Golden Core within him immediately shrank significantly. Only then did he forcefully stop the power of that red thin line from erupting within his body.

Wang Lin's face was pale. He could feel that the spiritual energy in his body was completely chaotic. He was relying entirely on the power of his Golden Core to forcibly suppress the outbreak of that red thread, but he knew his time was limited. If he couldn't expel the red thread in a short time, then what awaited him would be the Golden Core exhausting all its spiritual energy, followed by the shattering of the Golden Core, then his body, and finally, his complete annihilation. Even his Divine Sense wouldn't escape the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

At this time, many Cultivators ran out from the Qilin Beast. As a result, no one noticed Wang Lin's abnormality. These Cultivators fled in panic, quickly escaping in all directions.

The entire Qilin City was destroyed.

At this moment, black drizzle fell from the sky. The mist in the Cultivation Devil Sea had completely evaporated into black clouds under the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. Now that the Heavenly Tribulation had disappeared, dense rain immediately dripped from the black clouds.

In the Cultivation Devil Sea, this was the first time rain had fallen from the sky since the mist turned into a sea, even if the rain was black.

This Heavenly Tribulation had a huge impact. Firstly, all the mist in the Cultivation Devil Sea disappeared. This phenomenon immediately led to a series of chain reactions. Many creatures from the mist died during the Heavenly Tribulation, but the vast majority escaped from the mist.

Even some powerful desolate beasts that originally lived in the deep mist also appeared one by one in this cultivation Devil Basin. From this moment on, the name Cultivation Devil Sea should be more appropriately changed to cultivation Devil Basin.

The appearance of many unusual beasts, which were not commonly seen, triggered a series of events where strange beasts killed people and people killed strange beasts. All Cultivators knew that these strange beasts had inner cores in their bodies, which could increase one's cultivation whether used for alchemy or swallowed directly.

At the same time, because all the mist above the cultivation Devil Basin disappeared, the entire Cultivation Devil Sea lost its natural barrier. As a result, the surrounding cultivation Countries around the Cultivation Devil Sea all turned their attention to the Cultivation Devil Sea!

Fortunately, several large School forces that had existed for over ten thousand years in the Cultivation Devil Sea all stepped forward at this time, which stabilized the situation.

However, privately, many Cultivators took advantage of this opportunity to frantically kill people and seize treasures. As a result, the already chaotic situation in the Cultivation Devil Sea became even more chaotic.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Wang Lin. He could clearly feel that his Golden Core was continuously shrinking. Above the Golden Core was a tiny red thread. This thread frantically dissolved the Golden Core's spiritual energy. Once the Golden Core's spiritual energy was completely dispersed and it shattered, only death awaited Wang Lin.

His current cultivation, due to the shrinking of his Golden Core, had already fallen from the Late Stage to the Middle Stage. According to Wang Lin's calculations, in another three hours, he would fall from the Middle Stage to the Early Stage. At that time, it would only take half an hour for his Golden Core to shatter.

As for the seven-day agreement with Qiu Siping, Wang Lin currently had no time to spare. His most important task now was to quickly resolve that Heavenly Tribulation thread!

Wang Lin's face was grim, his eyes blood red, filled with Killing Intent. For survival, he was going to go on a killing spree! Unfortunately, he had used up all his spiritual liquid in the Ancient God Land, and he hadn't accumulated much during his time in Qilin City. Otherwise, he could have sustained himself for a while with it.

Just then, in front of Wang Lin, a black-clothed middle-aged Cultivator rushed towards him at high speed. At the same time, this person said grimly, "Core Formation Middle Stage… it's you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a brilliant red light. The opponent was a Core Formation Late Stage Cultivator, but Wang Lin not only didn't dodge, he even increased his speed and instantly rushed towards the opponent.

The black-clothed man's mouth curved into a sneer, just about to make a move, but suddenly, his body trembled, and his eyes immediately became unfocused. At this moment, Wang Lin had already arrived beside him, grabbed his abdomen with his right hand, and instantly pulled out his Golden Core. Without any hesitation, Wang Lin swallowed the Golden Core in one gulp.

He didn't even have time to pick up the Storage Pouch, and quickly flew into the distance. His Divine Sense was fully spread out, like a hungry wolf, searching for its next target.

Sun Fan was fleeing for his life at high speed, with two strange beasts comparable to Core Formation Late Stage chasing behind him. If he slowed down even a little, he would be caught and swallowed by them.

With his mere Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, he lacked even the power to resist.

At this moment, the two strange beasts were getting closer and closer, their roars already ringing in his ears. Sun Fan smiled bitterly, knowing that this time, he was probably doomed.

But just then, a gust of strong wind suddenly blew past him. The wind was so powerful that Sun Fan's body involuntarily spun a few times in place. When he steadied himself with a horrified expression, he heard the mournful roars of the strange beasts.

He looked back and was instantly stunned.

He saw a white-haired youth, like a demon, reaching his right hand into the head of one strange beast, pulling out its inner core, and swallowing it raw. As for the other strange beast, it had already died, its corpse lying to the side.

The white-haired youth turned his head and coldly glanced at Sun Fan, saying nothing, his body instantly fleeing into the distance.

Even though the other party had left, Sun Fan dared not move. The Killing Intent subtly revealed in that glance just now had shocked his mind. After a long while, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face showing an expression of extreme terror, and he hurriedly left.

Throughout his life, the demonic figure of that white-haired youth remained entangled in Sun Fan's heart. Even seven hundred years later, when he reached the coveted Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, recalling that white-clothed man still sent shivers down his spine, often waking him up in cold sweats from nightmares.

In the northern part of the cultivation Devil Basin, two small Schools were fighting each other to snatch the inner core of a strange beast killed by the Heavenly Tribulation, with Flying Swords shooting everywhere and Spells filling the sky.

But just as the Cultivators on both sides were fighting fiercely, a white-haired youth descended from the sky. As soon as this person appeared, he didn't say a word. His eyes flashed with an eerie red light, and a red lightning bolt suddenly shot out from his eyes, like a streak of electric light, weaving through the Cultivators on both sides.

At the same time, this person's speed was extremely fast, rushing into the crowds of Cultivators from both sides. As he passed, his hands continuously grabbed Golden Cores from the abdomens of Core Formation Cultivators, swallowing them raw.

In less than ten breaths, all the Cultivators here were dead. As for the strange beast's inner core that had caused their fight, it was also swallowed by the white-haired youth. Afterward, he transformed into an afterimage and quickly rushed into the distance.

Along this path, whether strange beasts or Cultivators, as long as their cultivation had not reached the Nascent Soul Stage, they would be ruthlessly slaughtered by Wang Lin, regardless of gender!

As he devoured more and more Golden Cores, his cultivation stopped decreasing, and the speed at which his Golden Core shrank finally reached a stable point. However, this alone could not solve the problem. This stable balance could only last for a few hours. Once the time passed, the Golden Core would still continue to shrink until it collapsed.

The only way to solve this problem was to continuously kill people and take their cores, obtaining enough spiritual energy to force that red thread out of his body in one go.

This would require a massive amount of killing. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with an unprecedented intensity of Killing Intent. He knew that his current killing speed alone would definitely not be enough.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered with a cold light. He swept his Divine Sense, and his figure immediately rushed forward. Several mist-dwelling strange beasts appeared a hundred li in front of him. The moment Wang Lin's extreme realm Divine Sense left his body, he slapped his Storage Pouch, and the black poisonous sword also flashed out.

After killing the strange beasts and taking their inner cores, Wang Lin did not stop for a moment, continuing to rush out. At the same time, he spread out all his Divine Sense, searching for places where Cultivators or strange beasts gathered in larger numbers.

While flying, Wang Lin's body suddenly paused. His Divine Sense detected a large group of beasts a thousand li to the east. Wang Lin's eyes flickered with cold light, and he immediately changed direction, heading east.

A distance of a thousand li was quickly traversed by him. There were many strange beasts here. After Wang Lin appeared, without a word, he pointed at his glabella with his right hand, and the second Devil Head immediately appeared, madly rushing into the beast group.

Immediately after, the black poisonous sword also moved, and finally, Wang Lin's extreme realm Divine Sense. These attacks immediately cut into the beast group like a sharp sword.

But just then, in the distant beast group, a roar suddenly came. A giant octopus slowly rose from the ground. Its dark eyes revealed a cold light, staring at Wang Lin from afar.

Wang Lin glanced at it. This beast's cultivation was already comparable to a Nascent Soul Middle Stage. So, without a word, he turned and left. He had experienced many similar scenes along the way; such beast groups invariably contained High Grade Spirit Beasts comparable to Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.

Wang Lin's figure flashed, and he quickly fled into the distance. The High Grade Spirit Beast roared, and its enormous body immediately moved, chasing after Wang Lin.

Wang Lin didn't look back, speeding away. After chasing for a while, the Spirit Beast hesitated slightly, roared a few times, and then slowly stopped, returning to the beast group. Its huge tentacles coiled around several strange beasts, throwing them into its mouth and swallowing them. Then, it lay down on the ground again, motionless.

Soon, Wang Lin locked onto seven Cultivators two thousand li away. Among these Cultivators, three were at the Core Formation Stage.

At this moment, the seven of them were surrounding a strange beast, launching attacks with sinister smiles.

However, their smiles immediately froze. A black shadow flashed past them, and all seven died. The three Core Formation Cultivators had bloody black holes in their abdomens, and the strange beast also had a bloody hole in its head.

But just then, a low grunt suddenly came from afar.

"The Poison Devil Palace has ordered that all killing is forbidden within its jurisdiction. You, stay here!"

Wang Lin didn't hesitate. The moment the other party spoke, he immediately retreated and sped away.

The speaker sneered, his body instantly disappearing and reappearing in front of Wang Lin out of thin air. At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a powerful force suddenly pushed forward.

Wang Lin's body immediately floated backward. His eyes flickered as he stared ahead. This person was middle-aged, dressed in purple robes, with a cold expression. In a few steps, he arrived at the location of the seven corpses.

The man looked down, frowned slightly, and stared coldly at Wang Lin, saying, "What a ruthless method. Others kill for treasures, but you kill for cores!"

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. This person was a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. This could be clearly seen from the Aura emanating from his body and his instant teleportation just now. However, this person's cultivation certainly couldn't be Nascent Soul Middle Stage. After analyzing, Wang Lin roughly judged that this person was very likely only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

This person came with ill intentions. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light. He suddenly slapped his Storage Pouch, and the black poisonous sword immediately flew out, buzzing above his head and emitting streaks of cold light.

The middle-aged man's eyes revealed a hint of mockery. His right hand suddenly moved, transforming into a ghostly claw wrapped in mist, which appeared in front of Wang Lin and grabbed downwards.

Wang Lin flipped his right hand, and the Restriction Banner immediately flew up, instantly expanding to cover an area of a hundred li. Restrictions immediately appeared all around, and the ghostly claw was instantly covered by dozens of them, emitting sizzling sounds before dissipating completely.

The middle-aged man stared at the Restriction Banner, sneered, and waved his right hand through the air. Immediately, a purple Flying Sword flashed out from his sleeve, accompanied by streaks of breaking air, and shot towards Wang Lin like lightning.

Wang Lin remained still, performing Hand Seals with both hands, and shouted, "Break!"

Immediately, the Restriction Banner moved, and the Restrictions on the banner flickered out one by one, forming a black Restriction armor that stood horizontally in front of Wang Lin. The Flying Sword shot onto the Restriction, and its sword body was immediately covered with Restriction symbols. In an instant, the entire Flying Sword was covered with endless Restriction symbols.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He hadn't expected that a mere Core Formation Middle Stage Cultivator would possess such an extraordinary Magic Treasure. So, he slapped his Storage Pouch, and a tiger-shaped bronze seal flew out. He muttered to himself, and in an instant, the bronze seal emitted roars, then immediately grew larger, becoming a giant bronze seal about seven or eight zhang high. Almost in the blink of an eye, the bronze seal split in two from the middle, and a black fierce tiger roared out from within.

As soon as the fierce tiger appeared, it immediately pounced at Wang Lin. Wang Lin stepped back two paces, changed his Hand Seals, and shouted, "Confine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Restriction Banner immediately swayed again. This time, the Restriction symbols connected together, forming chains that instantly appeared from all directions, creating iron lock cages in front of Wang Lin. The black tiger pounced on the iron chains, let out a miserable cry, and was heavily bounced back.

At the same time, another wall of iron locks appeared, blocking the tiger from behind. Immediately after, these two iron lock walls, one in front and one behind, suddenly moved, connecting top and bottom to form a circle, enclosing the black tiger.

All of this was completed in an instant. The moment the black tiger pounced, it was trapped within the iron chains formed by Restriction symbols.

The tiger roared repeatedly within, but to no avail.

The middle-aged man's expression changed for the first time. He put away his disdain and instead looked solemn, staring at Wang Lin and saying in a deep voice, "Whose Disciple are you?"

In his opinion, anyone capable of possessing such a Magic Treasure must have a very deep background. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a mere Core Formation Middle Stage Cultivator to have such a treasure.

At the same time, a hint of greed involuntarily arose in his heart.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. The power of the Restriction Banner was worth enduring the Heavenly Tribulation's harm. This was merely a Restriction Banner with composite attributes; if it had a single attribute, its power would certainly multiply.

He cast a cold glance at the middle-aged man. The timing was inappropriate now. While commanding the Restriction Banner just now, the Spiritual Qi within his body had become slightly unstable, and the size of his Golden Core had shrunk another circle. If he continued, it wouldn't be long before his Golden Core shattered.

Wang Lin's expression was gloomy. He said coldly, "My master is Gu Lan!"

The middle-aged man was startled. He scrutinized Wang Lin closely and sneered internally. He didn't believe the other party was a Disciple of the Old Devil Emperor Gu. The news of Old Devil Emperor Gu disappearing in the Shattered Star Chaos two hundred years ago had been widely publicized over the past two centuries.

He was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly widened, staring at the object in Wang Lin's hand. In Wang Lin's hand, there was an extra Storage Pouch, upon which the ancient character "Lan" was clearly embroidered.

Wang Lin shook his right hand, and the Storage Pouch vanished. He glanced at the middle-aged man, and judging by his expression, this person recognized the Storage Pouch, or at least, this person must have heard of it.

Wang Lin slowly retreated. He changed his Hand Seals, immediately wrapping the Restriction Banner around himself, and rapidly sped away. After retreating a hundred zhang, he struck out a Restriction with his right hand, immediately releasing the Black Tiger that had been trapped inside the Restriction Banner.

In that instant, Wang Lin unleashed his speed and vanished without a trace far away.

The middle-aged man stared gloomily in the direction Wang Lin disappeared. Several times he wanted to chase after him, but he ultimately stopped himself. Setting aside the Storage Pouch, the Magic Treasure flag alone made him quite apprehensive. Moreover, judging by Wang Lin's appearance, he hadn't used his full strength. Although the middle-aged man was confident that killing a Core Formation Stage Cultivator with his Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivation shouldn't be too difficult, the Magic Treasure in the other person's hand was simply too strange.

This involuntarily slowed his intent to pursue. Furthermore, he recognized that Storage Pouch. If he remembered correctly, the Storage Pouch embroidered with the character "Lan" belonged precisely to Emperor Gu.

Ordinary people couldn't possibly know about this matter. He had only seen it accidentally many years ago when Emperor Gu visited the Devil Palace.

Given this, although Emperor Gu had gone missing two hundred years ago, his prestige remained, and he had many Disciples. This caused the middle-aged man to completely abandon the thought of pursuit.

After flying extremely far, Wang Lin quickly put away the Restriction Banner. Just this single quick battle had caused his internal Spiritual Qi consumption to surge and his Golden Core to shrink. According to his calculations, he had to quickly increase his Spiritual Qi, or he would face certain death.

Wang Lin took out the Spiritual Liquid accumulated in Qilin City from his Storage Pouch. There were less than a hundred drops inside. After drinking ten drops, he barely managed to stop the Golden Core from shrinking. After a moment of silence, Wang Lin sighed inwardly. He knew that if things continued this way, there would be no end. There was only one solution!

Wang Lin gritted his teeth, activating the Soul Devourer Soul Core within his Sea of Consciousness. His Divine Sense suddenly contracted, entirely concentrating on the Soul Core.

Wang Lin had used Divine Sense splitting once before when he was in the Outer Realm Battlefield, in order to leave the Nirvana Realm. That time, he spent several years slowly transforming his Divine Sense into tens of thousands of separate entities, allowing these Divine Senses to drill out from tiny space Rifts, ultimately achieving the goal of leaving the Nirvana Realm.

During that incident, a small portion of his Divine Sense was not recovered and remains missing to this day. Because of this, Wang Lin had a deep apprehension regarding Divine Sense splitting. He knew that if too much Divine Sense was lost during the split, he might be significantly weakened after the final Fusion, perhaps even failing to condense a complete Divine Sense again.

However, right now, if he continued to use ordinary methods of killing people and seizing their Cores, it simply wouldn't satisfy the absorption rate of the Heavenly Tribulation filament within his body. Thus, Wang Lin had no choice but to take a risk and split his Divine Sense again!

Fortunately, this time he had already formed the Soul Core. As such, the danger of splitting his Divine Sense was immediately reduced significantly. After all, during the first instance, the Divine Sense he split off did not possess attack power; it was merely a mass of Divine Thought in a state of Chaos.

But now, due to the appearance of the Soul Devourer Soul Core, the Divine Sense he split off was, in a sense, the Wandering Souls of the Nirvana Realm!

It was just slightly different in form.

Divine Sense, which was dozens of times stronger than that of an ordinary Core Formation Stage Cultivator, condensed onto the Soul Core, immediately transforming from one into ten, from ten into a hundred, and from a hundred into a thousand.

Streams of Divine Sense suddenly poured out frantically from Wang Lin's body. These Divine Senses took the form of red lightning bolts. This had a great deal to do with the extreme realm. In fact, these split Divine Senses were all extreme realm Divine Senses.

A thousand streams of extreme realm Divine Sense, in the form of red lightning, instantly emerged from Wang Lin's body and vanished without a trace in all directions.

As for Wang Lin's main Divine Sense, it remained within his body. Wang Lin's Divine Sense was extremely weak right now. He patted his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and the Black Poison Sword immediately flew out. After digging a large pit in the ground, Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the pit, put away the Flying Sword, took out the Restriction Banner, took a deep breath, and sacrificed it.

The black flag of the Restriction Banner immediately moved without wind. Its size rapidly expanded, transforming into a massive banner over ten zhang tall. It suddenly shook, enveloping the surrounding area within a hundred li.

Simultaneously, Restrictions suddenly appeared from within the banner, landing all around. Immediately after, nine huge gray-white Restriction symbols emerged from the banner, floating motionlessly in the surroundings.

After sacrificing the Restriction Banner, Wang Lin took a deep breath, calming his mind to digest the Golden Core he had swallowed earlier.

As for his split Divine Senses, once they scattered, they flashed up frantically whenever they encountered a Cultivator below the Nascent Soul Stage, killing them and seizing their Golden Cores.

Time passed bit by bit. Whenever a stream of Divine Sense obtained a Golden Core, it would immediately fly back to Wang Lin's location, leave the Golden Core, and then head out again.

As a result, the already chaotic Cultivation Devil Sea became even more disorderly due to the frequent occurrences of murder. More and more people participated in it, and even some medium-sized Schools were eager to move, intending to re-divide the cities.

Two days later, Wang Lin sat cross-legged within the area covered by the Restriction Banner. His face was extremely pale, and the Golden Core inside his body had shrunk to the size of a fingernail. His cultivation had dropped to the Early Stage of Core Formation.

The Golden Cores obtained by his Divine Sense over the past few days, after he swallowed them, were all condensed in another position within his body. He planned to use them at a critical moment to deliver a fatal blow to the Heavenly Tribulation filament!

"Divine Sense, recall!" Wang Lin's voice was hoarse as he struggled to perform Hand Seals and shouted in a low voice.

Immediately, the split Divine Senses, no matter where they were scattered in the cultivation Devil Basin, all vibrated and quickly returned. In the cultivation Devil Basin, streaks of red lightning flashed across the sky. The targets of all these lightning bolts pointed to a single location.

As the streaks of red lightning drilled into the Restriction Banner and sank into Wang Lin's body, the vigorous ball of Spiritual Qi within his body grew larger and larger. Finally, after all the Divine Sense had returned, a cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He controlled the Spiritual Qi within his body and rushed toward the Heavenly Tribulation filament with a roar.

Three days later, within the hundred li radius enveloped by the Restriction Banner at Wang Lin's location, the Restriction Banner suddenly moved and rapidly shrank, finally turning into a small flag that landed in the hand of a white-haired figure who walked out from within.

Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the Restriction Banner was stored in his Storage Pouch.

His face was no longer pale but faintly showed a trace of color. In three days, he had not succeeded in forcing the Heavenly Tribulation filament out of his body, but had instead wrapped it with Spiritual Qi, temporarily resolving the crisis of his Golden Core.

At the same time, relying on the Spiritual Qi he had acquired, he once again strengthened his Golden Core. Not only did his cultivation not decrease, but it slightly advanced, truly reaching the False Nascent Soul Realm of the Great Perfection of the Late Stage Core Formation.

After analysis, Wang Lin concluded that there was only one way to completely expel this Heavenly Tribulation filament: for his cultivation to reach the Nascent Soul Stage. If he reached that point, he could perform a Divine Ability called the Great Poison Transmission Method, found in the Jade Slip left inside Meng Tuozi's Storage Pouch back then, to transfer this Heavenly Tribulation filament into someone else's body, thereby completely solving the problem.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then his eyes showed resolve. He closed his eyes and remotely sensed the presence of the Devil Head Xu Ligou. Due to the great distance, he could only sense the approximate direction of the other party. Soon, he suddenly opened his eyes, moved instantly, and sped toward the west.

This time, to increase his speed, Wang Lin used the Earth Evasion Spell, which he hadn't used for a long time. As a result, his speed increased significantly. The Earth Evasion Spell had only one drawback: it consumed an enormous amount of Spiritual Qi, which was why Wang Lin had refrained from using it before resolving his physical issues.

He traveled quickly, constantly sensing Xu Ligou's position with his Divine Sense. Finally, on the seventh day, he arrived three thousand li outside Qilin City, which had become a ruin. This was the mountain peak where he had made the appointment with Qiu Siping that day.

He could sense that the Devil Head Xu Ligou was here.

Indeed, the moment Wang Lin leaped onto the summit of the mountain peak, Xu Ligou instantly flashed out of the pavilion and sank into Wang Lin's glabella.

Simultaneously, the figure of Qiu Siping appeared inside the pavilion. He looked quite disheveled at the moment, and his Aura was slightly unstable.

Wang Lin moved and entered the pavilion, sitting on a stone chair and observing the other party.

Qiu Siping smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist, Qiu has waited here for you for over half a month. If Qiu hadn't believed that Fellow Daoist was definitely not the kind of person who breaks promises, I would have left long ago."

Wang Lin showed an apologetic look and said, "The Cultivation Devil Sea underwent an anomaly, causing many Cultivators to seize the opportunity to fight and various Schools to participate in re-dividing the cities. As a result, my journey was obstructed, causing Fellow Daoist to wait."

Qiu Siping sighed and said with a bitter smile, "Never mind. Qiu has already killed many ill-intentioned people here, so I've gained something. Fellow Daoist, how about we go to that place now?"

Wang Lin stood up and nodded, saying, "That would be excellent, Fellow Daoist, please lead the way."

Qiu Siping's eyes flickered, and he smiled, "Fellow Daoist, since we have reached an agreement, we are allies. May I ask for your esteemed name?"

Wang Lin looked at him and said, "Wang Lin!"

Qiu Siping cupped his fist and said, "Brother Wang, that place is very far from here. If you don't mind, please take my Cloud Boat!" As he spoke, he patted his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and a huge white boat appeared in mid-air.

This boat was about ten zhang long, engraved with various Spirit Beast patterns. On the bow, there was a statue of a flying bird. The statue was lifelike and quite expressive.

Qiu Siping moved, lightly landing inside the boat, and looked back at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin swept the boat with his Divine Sense, and after finding nothing unusual, he stepped onto the boat. Qiu Siping crossed his hands, struck a Spiritual Spell, and imprinted it into the flying bird statue on the bow. Immediately, the boat trembled and rapidly sailed forward.

The speed of this boat was slightly slower than a Flying Sword, but it did not require Spiritual Qi to propel it, which was quite convenient. Wang Lin stood on the boat and saw a thin light screen covering the surroundings of the boat, blocking the black raindrops that had been falling continuously for over half a month.

Bursts of muffled thunder occasionally came from the sky, mixed with the rain, giving the feeling of "a light thunder at dusk bringing down ten thousand threads."

Qiu Siping, standing nearby, slowly said, "Brother Wang, how is this boat?"

Wang Lin nodded and praised, "Very good!"

"I made this boat myself, Brother Wang. Besides having a slight interest in Restrictions, my favorite hobby is Artifact Refining. This item took me several years to finally gather enough Materials to complete," Qiu Siping laughed heartily and spoke with emotion.

Just then, the sky suddenly thundered loudly, and a lightning bolt struck down from the heavens. Although it was extremely far from the cultivation Devil Basin, one could still feel the heavenly might-like power from afar.

This kind of lightning was several times stronger than what Cultivators could conjure with Spells; they were not on the same level.

"Qiu was born in the cultivation Devil Inner Sea and has Cultivated for over two hundred years, but only in the past half month have I seen the true sky for the first time," Qiu Siping looked up at the black, oppressive clouds above the cultivation Devil Basin and murmured to himself.

Wang Lin was about to speak when his eyes suddenly narrowed, staring at the distant sky. A rumbling sound came from there, followed by the slow appearance of an incomparably huge Giant Turtle from the horizon.

Standing on the Giant Turtle was an old man. He was pointing at the sky and continuously cursing. His stream of vulgarities, though far away, was transmitted clearly word for word.

"I'll f*** your thieving Heavenly Tribulation! I wasn't finished saying what I had to say just now. Now let me tell you about your thirty-seven thousand eight hundred and sixty-third crime…"

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