Chapter 237: Teng Yi

This person actually didn't dodge or evade, allowing the Magic Treasure to attack. However, under such intense consumption, even Wang Lin found it somewhat unbearable, especially his extreme realm Divine Sense. Each use caused significant damage to his Nascent Soul.

Wang Lin's body flickered, appearing a hundred miles away. He immediately took out a jade bottle from his Storage Pouch, poured all its contents into his mouth, and rapidly replenished the spiritual power in his body.

But just then, the skeletal man suddenly looked up, and his body moved once more.

Wang Lin's alertness surged. His body immediately flashed out, narrowly dodging the skeletal man the instant he appeared.

Sweat had already beaded on his forehead. He quickly digested the Medicinal Pills in his body to replenish his Nascent Soul's consumption. At the same time, he patted his Storage Pouch, and the ancient Scabbard immediately appeared in his hand. Wang Lin, with extreme speed, pulled out a Flying Sword and inserted it into the Scabbard.

Immediately, the Sword Qi within the Scabbard surged out, forming a thick beam of Sword Qi that crashed onto the skeletal man's body.

The man's eyes were already dull. As the Sword Qi struck, he didn't dodge or evade, allowing the Sword Qi to land on him. Eventually, all the bones in his body, unable to withstand the continuous blows, began to shatter completely.

However, just as his entire skeleton was about to shatter, a look of realization appeared in his eyes. He awkwardly raised his stiff left hand, and with apparent difficulty, formed a Hand Seal with his almost shattered left hand. A sound like bones grinding together came from his mouth: "Condense!"

Instantly, his body, which was on the verge of shattering, suddenly glowed with golden light. Following that, it immediately returned to normal, completely unharmed.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, staring at the man, speechless for a long time.

The skeletal man's eyes flickered as he stared at Wang Lin, a strong Battle Intent appearing in them. He clenched his fists, and his body turned into an afterimage, punching towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he immediately retreated. However, he quickly discovered that the surrounding spiritual power was instantly drained by some mysterious force. Furthermore, a confining force seemed to appear around them. Under this force, Wang Lin immediately realized that his speed was drastically restricted.

At this moment, Wang Lin's mind immediately calmed down. He quickly took out the ancient bronze mirror from his Storage Pouch and flashed it towards his opponent. However, the green light emanating from the ancient mirror had no effect on the skeletal man. His fist violently struck the ancient mirror, causing cracks to appear on the mirror instantly, and bursts of light flashed from within.

Under this light, the surrounding restrictive force immediately loosened. Wang Lin didn't hesitate, quickly retreating at full speed. At the same time, feeling a pang of heartache, he shouted, "Explode!"

The ancient bronze mirror's light intensified abruptly, and with a bang, it exploded.

This explosion formed a powerful storm that swept through the surroundings. After the storm, the skeletal man spat out a mouthful of golden blood. As the blood left his mouth, his entire being immediately withered. At the same time, a look of panic appeared on his face, and he quickly rushed towards the blood, trying to swallow it.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He didn't hesitate; instead of retreating, he charged forward. It was clear that this golden blood was extremely strange.

Seeing Wang Lin charging, the skeletal man moved even faster, reaching for the blood with one hand. Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he grabbed at the air. Under the combined force of the two, the cluster of golden blood split in two, flying towards each of them.

The skeletal man grabbed the blood and immediately swallowed it. A faint light flashed in his eyes as he stared intently at Wang Lin and quickly charged forward.

Wang Lin grabbed the golden blood, and without a word, his body flashed, fleeing into the distance.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, sped and flickered. Wang Lin did not travel in a straight line but circled the Black Mud Pool. He always felt that the opponent was mysterious and unpredictable. The moment he saw the golden blood, he suddenly had an Epiphany.

Although he didn't recognize this golden blood, there was a similar existence in Tu Si's memories as an Ancient God.

In fact, this golden blood was nothing extraordinary; it was merely somewhat similar to Ancient God Blood, or rather, it contained a trace of Ancient God Blood.

The skeletal man's attacks, apart from his previous body condensation, had almost no Spell or spiritual power fluctuations, but were entirely physical attacks.

This method of attack no longer belonged to Cultivation means. This person was like a refined dried corpse Puppet, only knowing brute force.

Moreover, he was filled with confusion towards the Spells Wang Lin unleashed, but within this confusion, there seemed to be a hint of realization. Given this, this person must have Cultivated some rather strange Cultivation Technique, and under its influence, he had transformed into this appearance.

There were simply too many Cultivation Techniques in the Cultivation World for Wang Lin to know them all. In fact, his guess was extremely accurate. The Cultivation Technique that Teng Yi Cultivated was indeed a Divine Ability similar to Ancient God Body Refining.

This Divine Ability was not native to the State of Zhao, but was brought by the envoy from the Tongtian Pagoda.

After Cultivating this Divine Ability, Divine Sense and the Sea of Consciousness would no longer exist, but would merge into the entire skeleton. Therefore, Wang Lin's extreme realm Divine Sense would lose its ability to deliver a fatal blow.

Wang Lin stared at the cluster of golden blood in his hand, his eyes flickering non-stop. His mind gradually became clearer: this person's actions were not like a Puppet or a dried corpse, but rather, he was imitating an Ancient God!

A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He patted his Storage Pouch, and a cloud of black mist flew out, transforming into two dried corpse Puppets. These were the Nascent Soul Stage Puppets obtained from one of the core members of the Teng Family.

Wang Lin flicked his right finger, and two drops of blood landed on the Puppets' foreheads. Immediately, the Puppets' eyes glowed red, and with a roar, they pounced towards the skeletal man.

They engaged in a fierce fight, exchanging punches and kicks, attempting to stop the opponent's advance.

The skeletal man's eyes flickered with a faint light. He clenched his fist and slammed it into the chest of one of the dried corpse Puppets. Immediately, the Puppet's body trembled and then shattered into pieces.

Although its companion had perished, the other Puppet knew no fear and resolutely lunged forward.

Wang Lin seized this opportunity, stopping his body instantly. He tossed the golden blood in his hand, formed a rather strange Hand Seal with both hands, and chanted complex, unidentifiable incantations.

At this moment, even the most learned person would likely find it difficult to understand the meaning of this incantation, because Wang Lin was now using the Ancient God Language to unleash a Divine Ability.

In fact, Wang Lin had many Divine Abilities and Spells related to Ancient Gods in his mind. However, these Spells could not be cast without the Legacy of Ancient God Power.

The Divine Ability he was currently casting was one of the few that did not require Ancient God Power, only blood. The moment he saw the golden blood, Wang Lin decided to cast this Spell.

As Wang Lin chanted the incantation, the cluster of golden blood in front of him rapidly boiled. Wisps of white gas emerged from it. As the gas increased, the golden blood was severely compressed, eventually transforming into an ancient symbol.

The moment this symbol appeared, the sky darkened, and all the clouds vanished in the blink of an eye. Following this, a golden light descended from the sky, and within the golden light, a gigantic figure composed entirely of spiritual power slowly appeared.

This figure was enormous, almost touching the sky with its head and the earth with its feet. As its body condensed, three-fifths of all the Spiritual Veins in the entire State of Zhao instantly became ordinary mountains thereafter.

The spiritual power within them surged rapidly.

The spiritual power within the remaining two-fifths of the Spiritual Veins was also rapidly dissipating. However, the blood that triggered this Divine Ability was simply too little, insufficient to fully solidify the giant's phantom, only able to maintain a illusory state.

Sweat beaded on Wang Lin's forehead; activating this massive Divine Ability placed an immense burden on his body. The purple star point between his brows flickered rapidly. At the same time, Wang Lin, with difficulty, pointed his right hand at the skeletal man who had already sensed trouble and was fleeing.

Immediately, the phantom nodded, and with a wave of its large hand, the skeletal man, who had already fled far away, vanished strangely without any change to his body, silently.

In Wang Lin's Divine Sense, the light dot representing this person also dimmed.

Immediately after, a drop of golden blood slowly appeared from where the skeletal man had vanished. With Wang Lin's grab from a distance, the blood flew into his hand.

At this moment, the gigantic phantom bowed slightly to Wang Lin, then turned and stepped towards the horizon, slowly disappearing. At the same time, the symbol formed by the blood also slowly dissipated.

At this moment, all Nascent Soul Cultivators within the entire State of Zhao sensed this anomaly.

Piao Nanzi, who was flying in mid-air, immediately changed his expression. He instantly stopped and swept his Divine Sense, sensing it vaguely.

Meanwhile, inside the Tongtian Pagoda, located in the central part of the State of Zhao, a slightly plump middle-aged man opened his eyes from meditation, staring intently into the distance with an expression of disbelief.

"This… this is the Heaven-reaching Technique of the Giant Demon Race!!"

As for Wang Lin, he carefully put away the golden blood and immediately sat down cross-legged, taking out several bottles of Medicinal Pills and throwing them into his mouth one by one, rapidly circulating the Ancient God Art to digest them. The one Puppet that hadn't been killed stood blankly beside Wang Lin, motionless, but if there was any disturbance around them at this time, it would immediately rush out.

A day later, Wang Lin opened his eyes. He took a deep breath. If not for having enough Medicinal Pills in his Storage Pouch, casting this Ancient God Divine Ability would have taken at least half a month to recover from.

He stood up and glanced at the Puppet beside him. The Puppet had some damage. According to the description on the Jade Slip, Puppets could repair themselves. So, Wang Lin formed a Hand Seal and pressed it on the Puppet's forehead. Immediately, the Puppet transformed into a cloud of black mist and entered his Storage Pouch. Afterward, Wang Lin looked with a rather complex expression at the place where the skeletal man had dissipated. The power of this Teng Family member far exceeded his imagination. In his mind, if the Ancient God Divine Ability couldn't be used, then he would only have his final trump card.

Wang Lin truly didn't want to use the Heavenly Tribulation threads unless it was absolutely necessary, because once used, his revenge plan this time might very well be terminated.

Because these Heavenly Tribulation threads were prepared by Wang Lin to confront the senior envoy from the Tongtian Pagoda back then.

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