Chapter 2007: Flickering Lights, Black, White, Gold!

The moment Wang Lin opened his eyes in the secret chamber, on Ancient Dao Mountain of the Ancient race, the figure shrouded in mist at the top of the tall tower let out a soft sigh.

"Still… four hundred years…"

On the Immortal race continent, after the seventy-two Spiritual Dispersed Souls had emerged and pleaded with the heavens, things slowly calmed down. However, the Great Heavenly Venerate Jiudi, the only one on the entire Immortal race continent who knew the cause of this matter, felt uneasy. Even while meditating, he would occasionally look up at the sky, revealing awe and longing.

What he had longed for his entire life was that legendary Realm, but he had never taken that step.

"The Ancient Dao Great Heavenly Venerate is the strongest in Immortal Astral because he must have taken that step! I wonder when I will have that day…" Jiudi fell silent, his expression complex, and he sighed deeply.

On this Emperor Mountain, Haizi, dressed in white, stood at the peak. As the mountain wind blew, making her robes dance, her expression showed hesitation and confusion.

During her previous deduction, she had felt a sense of familiarity. She had not told Jiudi, and even she herself doubted if her familiarity was an illusion.

On the Ancient race's land, outside the Imperial City of the Primeval lineage, on Primeval Mountain, Great Heavenly Venerate Song Tian's face was faintly pale at this moment. He looked into the distance with a complex expression, wondering what he was thinking.

"Master… Master…" Behind him, Chiman's hesitant voice came.

"Shut up!" Song Tian didn't turn back, interrupting Chiman's words. At this moment, he didn't want to hear anything. He needed to carefully consider whether the recent drastic changes in the thirty-six prefectures of the Ancient race were related to Wang Lin's seclusion.

Although he himself didn't believe there would be a connection, he still had that one-in-a-million thought. If there truly was a connection, Song Tian would need to change some decisions and thoughts.

"Forget it, this Venerate will go meet him!" After a moment, Song Tian's eyes flashed. He raised his right hand and pointed at the Void Realm. Immediately, a roar came from the sky in front of him. The power of the heavens and earth in all directions suddenly surged, causing the wind and clouds to change color. A huge Rift was then forcibly torn open from within the sky.

A massive head emerged from the Rift. This head was entirely green, with two horns, clearly an Ancient Demon! A large amount of black qi coiled around the Ancient Demon's entire body. It let out a roar, extended two huge claws from deep within the Rift, and with a series of booming sounds, tore the Rift open further, allowing its entire body to emerge.

Its body was actually ten thousand zhang tall. After emerging, it roared at the sky and knelt on one knee before Song Tian.

Looking at the enormous Ancient Demon before him, Song Tian's eyes flashed. He patted his forehead with his left hand, and immediately a wisp of green silk flickered out from between his eyebrows, shooting straight into the Ancient Demon's glabella, where it disappeared.

Song Tian sat down cross-legged and remained motionless with his eyes closed, but the Ancient Demon's eyes revealed a monstrous brilliance. It suddenly looked up, its expression grim, and in a flash, returned to the Rift, grabbing it shut and disappearing.

At the same time the Ancient Demon disappeared, within Luohou Prefecture, Wang Lin exhaled deeply, his eyes filled with determination. He sensed the cultivation within his body. After a long while, his brows furrowed slightly.

He himself couldn't distinguish what cultivation Realm he was currently in. He had broken through to Empty Tribulation Realm Great Perfection, but he wasn't a Great Heavenly Venerate. In fact, he felt that the so-called Great Heavenly Venerate Realm was half a step away from his current Realm.

This half-step seemed short, but in reality, it was an insurmountable chasm.

"Half-step to the Heaven-Treading Realm?" Wang Lin rubbed his glabella and looked at the Immortal Emperor's Soul in front of him, which he had refined with his Soul fire for a hundred years. The infant-fist-sized gray qi of the curse within this Soul was always difficult for him to completely refine with his previous cultivation.

His eyes flashed at this moment. Wang Lin raised his right hand and grabbed the Immortal Emperor's Soul. The Soul immediately flew into his palm. The moment he grasped the Soul, the Soul fire belonging to Wang Lin, which was outside it, disappeared into his hand, leaving only the Immortal Emperor Soul, existing with its eyes closed.

Looking at this Soul, Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange look. He now had an illusion that he could easily dispel the curse within this Immortal Emperor Soul without much effort.

This was naturally related to the fact that the curse was not extensive, had been dispersed by Jiudi and others back then, and had been refined by Wang Lin for a hundred years. However, even so, with Wang Lin's previous cultivation, he would have needed to refine it with Soul fire for another hundred years before he could dispel it.

With that strange look in his eyes, Wang Lin's left index finger pointed at the Immortal Emperor's Soul, piercing through it and touching the gray qi within the Soul.

"Disperse," Wang Lin said softly.

The moment this single word left his mouth, the secret chamber immediately distorted. Countless lines seemed to vaguely materialize, coiling around and then suddenly converging on Wang Lin's left index finger. Following his index finger, they surged into the gray qi within the Immortal Emperor Soul.

This mass of gray qi suddenly trembled and gradually dissipated at a visible speed, ceasing to exist.

Having so easily dispelled this small remnant of the Immortal Ancestor's curse, Wang Lin's eyes shone brightly. Just then, the Immortal Emperor Soul, no longer harmed by the curse, trembled and seemed about to open its eyes.

Wang Lin did not act. Instead, he watched the Soul of Immortal Emperor Liandao Zhen. The moment it opened its eyes and saw him, after a brief period of bewilderment, it transformed into a look of resentment and ruthlessness.

"Wang Lin!" A wisp of Divine Thought filled Wang Lin's mind, but to Wang Lin, this wisp of Divine Thought was insignificant.

Seeing that Wang Lin was completely unaffected, the Soul of Immortal Emperor Liandao Zhen was stunned. But in the instant he was stunned, Wang Lin's right hand, which was holding him, suddenly clenched.

With this clench, a powerful force slammed into the Immortal Emperor Soul. With a bang, this generation's Immortal Emperor Liandao Zhen completely died. His Soul transformed into a cloud of mist, about to dissipate, but Wang Lin's eyes shone brightly. He made a grabbing motion in the Void Realm with his left hand, and immediately, outside this secret chamber, a huge head appeared in the heavens and earth.

It was the Immortal Ancestor's head. As it appeared, a golden light spread outwards, stirring the heavens and earth and permeating with dense Immortal Qi.

"With the Soul as a guide, Fuse!" Wang Lin said in a low voice. He flicked his large sleeve, and immediately the mist formed by Immortal Emperor Liandao Zhen's Soul transformed into seven wisps, piercing through the secret chamber and heading straight for the Immortal Ancestor's head in the sky.

The seven wisps of mist went straight for the seven orifices of the head!

Wang Lin's body suddenly stood up. In a flash, he walked out of the secret chamber for the first time in a hundred years, appearing between the heavens and earth, in front of the Immortal Ancestor's head. He raised his hands and waved them towards the sky.

Immediately behind the Immortal Ancestor's head, a huge sun appeared. That sun was black and white, only a silhouette, not substantial like a true Great Heavenly Venerate.

"With my previous cultivation, I couldn't do this, but now, I should be able to. Using Liandao Zhen's Soul as a guide, I will melt the Immortal Ancestor's head and refine it into my Great Heavenly Venerate Sun. This way, my Great Heavenly Venerate Sun can be fully condensed!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He made Hand Seals, and streaks of green light fell into the Immortal Ancestor's head. As the seven wisps of Liandao Zhen's Soul entered the Immortal Ancestor's seven orifices, the head immediately began to tremble.

At this moment, the sky was hazy, and waves of pressure descended from above, enveloping all directions. Even from a great distance, it could be clearly felt.

As Wang Lin continuously cast Hand Seals, the Immortal Ancestor's head trembled more violently. Fine Rifts appeared, eventually covering the entire head, but it did not shatter or show signs of melting.

Wang Lin remained silent. While making Hand Seals, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a stream of green flames, which instantly coiled around the Immortal Ancestor's head. Under the intense burning, the head finally began to melt.

The moment it melted, Wang Lin's black and white Great Heavenly Venerate Sun enveloped the head, emitting a strong light and rapidly absorbing it.

However, the head's melting speed was somewhat slow, and as time passed, it seemed to stagnate.

"As expected of the Immortal Ancestor who walked the Eighth Bridge of Heaven-Treading. Even after so many years of death, just a single head is so difficult to refine…" Wang Lin murmured. He had also considered who could have killed an Immortal Ancestor of such cultivation, but he had no clues.

"However, this is ultimately just a head." Wang Lin raised his right hand. With a grab in the Void Realm, the hazy sky immediately transformed. Countless fine threads materialized. These threads were invisible to others; only those with cultivation reaching the Great Heavenly Venerate Realm could faintly perceive them. But to control them, even Great Heavenly Venerates had only touched the edges.

Only after taking that step and walking the First Bridge of Heaven-Treading could one truly draw upon them from the heavens and earth, like Wang Lin.

"No wonder it's rumored that the Ancient Dao Great Heavenly Venerate could kill other Great Heavenly Venerates, and it's said that in that battle tens of thousands of years ago, several Great Heavenly Venerates died by his hand… With such power to control the rules of heaven and earth, killing Great Heavenly Venerates is not difficult!" Wang Lin's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.

"The Immortal Ancestor, after all, walked the Eighth Bridge. His head, when fused into my Great Heavenly Venerate Sun, will become an extremely powerful aid and Magic Treasure for me!"

It was at this moment that a booming sound suddenly came from the sky ten thousand zhang away from Wang Lin. A huge Rift was forcibly torn open out of thin air. As a large amount of black qi spread out from this Rift, a massive Ancient Demon head, along with its enormous body, suddenly emerged.

But the moment this Ancient Demon emerged, its expression suddenly froze. There was Song Tian's Divine Thought within the Ancient Demon's body, and he vaguely sensed the strangeness of this place. His expression suddenly changed drastically. He saw that Wang Lin in the distance was not paying him any attention at all. Instead, Wang Lin was clenching his right hand in the Void Realm, as if grasping countless fine threads. With a tug, he waved all these threads towards the Immortal Ancestor's head. He even bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which, along with those threads, fell into the head.

At this instant, the Immortal Ancestor's head boomed and began to melt rapidly, constantly being absorbed by Wang Lin's Great Heavenly Venerate Sun. Gradually, this black and white Great Heavenly Venerate Sun rapidly solidified, and a third color appeared: gold!

"Controlling the rules of heaven and earth! This… this…" The suddenly appearing Ancient Demon let out an incredulous shriek!