Chapter 238: Eradicating the Teng Family (Part One)

At this moment, not only was the Heavenly Tribulation's fine threads unused, but he also gained a drop of Ancient God blood. Although this Ancient God blood wasn't too pure and would disappear after use, it proved that he could use it to unleash an Ancient God Divine Ability once. Though only once, it was enough to save Wang Lin's life.

Wang Lin beckoned with his right hand, and the Restriction Banner landed in his grasp. He glanced at the Restriction Banner, having already decided that after dealing with the Teng Family, he must find a place that could withstand a Heavenly Tribulation to imprint the final Restriction on this banner, bringing it to the Minor Achievement Realm. This way, its power would undoubtedly greatly increase, and it wouldn't be like today, where continuous attacks were completely ignored by the opponent.

For the first time, Wang Lin realized that his Magic Treasures were simply too few.

The explosion of the ancient bronze mirror caused him to lose yet another of his already few Magic Treasures.

As of now, the Magic Treasures he could present, apart from the Restriction Banner, were only that mysterious Scabbard. As for the Flying Sword, its power was already insufficient and needed to be re-refined.

Besides these three, there were a few others, but they could only be used in specific situations, such as the Beast-Taming Ring. Such an item was useless unless he encountered some powerful exotic beasts.

There was also that mysterious Scroll. Although Wang Lin had never opened it, every time he took it out, he always had a strange feeling, as if a powerful creature was Sealed within that Scroll. His intuition told him not to open it easily.

Of course, there were some other Magic Treasures, but their power was clearly insufficient.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then took out three Storage Pouches from his怀. The crisis of insufficient Magic Treasures forced him to focus his attention on these three Storage Pouches.

Through this battle, Wang Lin already knew that extreme realm Divine Sense was not invincible. In this world, there were many things that could counter it, or even restrain it. If he could Cultivate the extreme realm to its peak, he wouldn't be too concerned, but Cultivating the extreme realm was simply too difficult.

Thus, Magic Treasures became extremely important. Wang Lin didn't want to place all his hopes on the extreme realm, because if his extreme realm became unusable, he would be completely useless.

Staring at the three Storage Pouches before him, Wang Lin took a deep breath, shook the Restriction Banner, which transformed into a black curtain enveloping the surroundings. Then, he pointed at his glabella, and two Devil Heads flew out to guard the area.

After a moment of hesitation, he did not summon the Puppet. This Puppet had already been injured in the battle with the gaunt man, and was no longer suitable for defense at this time.

Having done all this, Wang Lin composed himself and picked up one of the Storage Pouches. This Storage Pouch belonged to the Ancient Emperor!

On it, the character "Lan" was embroidered.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment. The spiritual power in his body circulated frantically, and the Nascent Soul formed by his Clone suddenly opened its eyes. Traces of spiritual power pressure emanated from Wang Lin. With a solemn expression, he slowly wiped his right hand across the Storage Pouch.

The moment his hand touched the Storage Pouch, a strong resistance emerged from it. Wang Lin's heart sank; he knew that the Ancient Emperor was still alive!

Taking a deep breath, Wang Lin pressed his hand down resolutely, wiping it over and over again. Each wipe reduced a trace of the Ancient Emperor's Divine Sense on it, but the spiritual power backlash Wang Lin endured also became more intense.

Half an incense stick later, Wang Lin was already sweating on his forehead. He gasped for breath, took out a few Medicinal Pills to consume, and after adjusting his internal Qi, he gritted his teeth. His extreme realm Divine Sense suddenly stirred, appearing on his right hand, and together with the spiritual power in his body, it wiped across the Storage Pouch.

This time, the speed was significantly faster, but Wang Lin's consumption also became greater. After he continuously consumed several bottles of Medicinal Pills, the Ancient Emperor's Storage Pouch suddenly emitted a layer of white light. Gradually, the white light faded, and finally, with a whoosh, it completely disappeared.

Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes revealing excitement. The Ancient Emperor's Storage Pouch had been opened by him. His Divine Sense immediately probed inside, but soon, his expression became strange.

There were very few items inside the Ancient Emperor's Storage Pouch. Besides two Top-Grade Spirit Stones, there was only an ancient Scabbard!

Wang Lin's Divine Thought moved, and the Scabbard appeared in his hand. After examining it carefully for a long time, Wang Lin frowned. This Scabbard was identical to his own, but the symbols were different.

After a moment of hesitation, Wang Lin took out his own Scabbard. Just as he was about to compare the two Scabbards side by side, the symbols on both Scabbards suddenly began to flicker.

After a long while, the light gradually disappeared. Wang Lin stared at the two Scabbards. He had a feeling that a certain secret was contained within these Scabbards.

After observing for a moment, Wang Lin put away the two Scabbards. With a pat, the Ancient Emperor's Storage Pouch turned into dust.

Wang Lin sighed. After exhausting so much effort to open the Storage Pouch, it only contained such a strange item. This left Wang Lin unsure whether he should be fortunate or helpless.

He hesitated for a moment, then looked at the other two Storage Pouches. One of them belonged to the mysterious corpse from the Temple of War Gods in the State of Huofen.

The other contained more than ten Magical Artifacts. These Magical Artifacts belonged to the ancient Cultivators from the Ancient God Land. However, their cultivation was simply too powerful. Wang Lin had spent countless hardships back then, only barely managing to control one ancient bronze mirror by chance.

However, in his opinion, the power of this ancient mirror didn't seem very strong, far from its renowned reputation, which somewhat puzzled him.

He picked up this Storage Pouch and probed it with his Divine Sense, examining it. The defensive light circles on these Magical Artifacts remained, far from something he could open now.

At this moment, Wang Lin couldn't help but feel like he was seeing a treasure mountain but was unable to acquire it.

Sighing, Wang Lin picked up the last Storage Pouch. His Divine Sense swept over it, revealing waves of resistance. Wang Lin gritted his teeth, and without another word, he activated the spiritual power in his body, along with his extreme realm Divine Sense, to wipe across it.

However, the moment his Divine Sense touched the Storage Pouch, Wang Lin's body suddenly trembled. He felt as if his consciousness instantly traveled, and before his eyes was an extremely familiar land. He saw an evil young man flying at an incredibly fast speed, a speed Wang Lin had never witnessed in his life.

As the young man flew, he suddenly stopped, abruptly looked up, and with a cold glint in his eyes, slowly said, "You can't escape!"

Wang Lin's consciousness became chaotic and immediately returned to his body. He was startled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Although he couldn't perceive the young man's cultivation, judging from his speed, his cultivation was clearly not low, and it was possible it far surpassed his own.

Especially the land he was in, Wang Lin recognized it at a glance: it was the Cultivation Devil Sea. Clearly, this person was the mummified corpse from the State of Huofen back then. He had taken his Storage Pouch, and now that he had awakened, he was pursuing him.

If this person hadn't shown murderous intent, Wang Lin might have returned the Storage Pouch, but now, the other party's murderous intent was strong, indicating that even if he returned it, he would definitely not be spared.

Thus, Wang Lin's heart sank. After a moment of hesitation, he immediately increased the intensity of his Divine Sense and spiritual power, continuously wiping across it.

Time slowly passed. Although the Divine Sense on the Storage Pouch gradually decreased, at this rate, it would be difficult to completely remove it without several hundred years.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, his eyes flashing. He already had an idea in mind, but now was not the time to implement it. He knew his time was pressing, so he immediately put away the Storage Pouch, stood up, and his gaze turned towards Teng Family City, gradually becoming cold. He murmured to himself, "Teng Huayuan, I'm here!"

In recent days, almost all members of the Teng Family have gathered in Teng Family City. They believed that only here would they feel safe.

Teng Huayuan watched as all his clansmen arrived, and his heart grew even heavier. He knew that Wang Lin must now be on his way.

The entire Teng Family City was now in a state of panic. Those Teng Family members who flocked in from outside immediately learned the reason why the Teng Family Old Ancestor did not go out to stop the slaughter.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go out, but that the entire Teng Family City, for a thousand li around, was enveloped by a Restriction, allowing entry but no exit.

As a result, panic immediately spread, and at the same time, various rumors about the mysterious person who was slaughtering the Teng Family members ran rampant in Teng Family City.

Almost every Teng Family member was anxiously discussing what kind of hatred this mysterious person had with the Teng Family to be so vicious as to want to exterminate their entire clan.

Various versions of rumors circulated among the Teng Family members, and among these versions, there were indeed a few that were quite close to the truth.

Although Teng Huayuan tried to stop this, at this critical moment, how could these rumors be stopped by human effort? Gradually, the panic among the Teng Family members grew more intense.

This day, in the early morning, the sun was bright and the sky was cloudless. Today was the ninth day of the Teng Family's slaughter.

All those in the State of Zhao who possessed the Teng Family Bloodline, except for those who had died, had all gathered in Teng Family City.

This day was the Teng Family's bloody day, the day of its extermination. Even hundreds of years later, some Cultivators in the State of Zhao would tremble and change color at the mention of this day.

This day was the day the entire State of Zhao's格局 changed, the day when blood flowed like rivers in the State of Zhao.

On this day, the blood spilled within the entire Teng Family City almost covered the ground.

Similarly, this day was also when the name Wang Lin became known to almost everyone in the State of Zhao. That stern figure with flowing white hair made many Cultivators tremble with fear.

At the same time, it was also the day when the name Wang Lin replaced Piao Nanzi to become the number one person in the State of Zhao. On this day, countless older generation Cultivators in the State of Zhao perished.

In the early morning, a thousand li outside Teng Family City, Wang Lin rode upon the Mosquito Beast, slowly flying. The corpses behind him, though somewhat decayed under the maintenance of his Spell, had their heads perfectly preserved.

Because Wang Lin had promised that he would build a tower of Teng Family heads!

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