Chapter 288: Deterrence (Third Update!)

Six beams of light, forming a hexagonal pattern, flew rapidly towards the distant starry sky.

Soon, a massive golden gate appeared before Wang Lin’s eyes.

This gate was impossibly large, beyond description; standing beneath it, people seemed like ants. Carved on this gate was a single large character, a character mentioned in the ancient god Tu Si’s memory. It was precisely the character for “Rain.”

This was precisely the Rain Immortal Gate. However, on this gate, there was a handprint, and around the edges of this handprint were numerous spiderweb-like裂缝.

Beneath this gate were countless shattered platforms. Upon these platforms, several people were already standing, each often occupying a platform alone.

After the six of them arrived, the hexagonal pattern immediately collapsed, and the six were swiftly propelled by a great force towards a certain position. Wang Lin was sent backward, landing on a platform about ten zhang in size.

As for the other five, they also chose to stop on nearby碎石.

He looked around and couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart. The platforms of varying sizes here were all made of the same material, and some of them, if their edge marks were followed, could be perfectly connected.

Thus, Wang Lin immediately guessed that countless years ago, before the Immortal Realm shattered, there must have been an extremely vast platform here.

Looking at the handprint on the Immortal Gate again, Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes flickering. A single handprint had caused a Rift in the Immortal Realm gate—just how great a Divine Ability did that entail!

Gazing at the unscalable Rain Immortal Gate, the trace of pride Wang Lin had just felt instantly vanished. Compared to these unknown existences, he was still in a struggling state.

After a while, several more people flew from the distance, landing on the scattered platforms around. Wang Lin observed them one by one. These people had varying levels of cultivation; some were even in the Nascent Soul Stage, which puzzled Wang Lin greatly.

Gradually, as more people arrived, these platforms became insufficient.

At this moment, one of the black-clothed youths, after landing, scanned his surroundings and found no more platforms to stand on. So, he moved and landed on a platform occupied by a white-haired old woman. This platform was over thirty zhang wide, enough for twenty people, let alone two.

But the instant the youth stood on the platform, the old woman's eyes flashed, and she said hoarsely, “Scram!”

The youth’s expression gradually turned cold. Just as he was about to speak, the old woman frowned and grabbed at the air with her right hand. The youth immediately cried out in alarm, hastily retreating, barely managing to avoid it. His face was quite grim as he glanced warily at the old woman, then turned and landed on a platform nearby.

On that platform, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged. This man was the one from Vermilion Bird Star who had come with Wang Lin. He held a Gourd, drinking silently, completely unconcerned by the addition of another person on his platform.

The black-clothed youth pondered for a moment, then sat down near the edge, his eyes flickering as he occasionally looked at the old woman.

Before long, another person flew over. This person had a gloomy expression and was a Soul Transformation Early Stage Cultivator. After flying over, he glanced at the already occupied碎石 platforms and immediately flew to the side. Coincidentally, his target, whether intentionally or not, was the location of the Vermilion Bird Star group.

He flashed onto the Giant Demon Race man's platform and coldly snorted, “Move aside!”

The Giant Demon Race man raised his head, a look of disdain in his eyes. He moved, and his entire body instantly swelled, like a giant. He stood up, looked down at the person whose eyes were filled with shock, and slowly said, “No more room!”

As he spoke, the axe mark on his forehead flashed rapidly.

The man looked warily at the Giant Demon Race man and slowly said, “Giant Demon Race…” He pondered for a moment, then retreated and left the platform.

The next moment, he appeared on the stone platform of Hong Die, the Heavenly Maiden of the Snow Domain. At this point, the Giant Demon Race man turned his head, a playful look on his face.

This person stood on Hong Die’s stone platform, glanced at Hong Die, then cupped his fists slightly and turned to leave.

He had already sensed that Hong Die was a Soul Transformation Late Stage Cultivator, not someone he could provoke. So, hovering in mid-air, he scanned the people around him. The white-haired elder was the first he gave up on. As for the middle-aged man drinking wine, he also gave up on him because there was already someone on his platform.

Ultimately, this person chose the platform shared by Wang Lin and the youth with bloodthirsty eyes. After a slight hesitation, he gave up on the youth, as in his opinion, this person was definitely not someone who would willingly leave, and a big fight was likely, which was not the outcome he desired.

Wang Lin, on the other hand, looked like a gentle scholar and should be easier to deal with. This person's eyes flashed, and he flew onto Wang Lin's platform.

At this moment, even the middle-aged man who had been drinking silently raised his head and looked over.

As for the Giant Demon Race man, he did the same, a more intense playful look in his eyes.

Hong Die always felt a sense of familiarity with the person who resembled a scholar, but no matter how she thought, she had no impression. At this moment, she couldn't help but look, wanting to find a clue from his Cultivation Technique.

The youth with bloodthirsty eyes and the white-haired elder also looked over, as Wang Lin, like them, was from Vermilion Bird Star.

The man stood on Wang Lin’s platform and said coldly, “Fellow Daoist, please find another place.” Although his voice was cold, it carried a hint of politeness; clearly, after repeated setbacks, his arrogance had somewhat diminished.

Wang Lin's gaze was calm as he looked at this person, not speaking. Instead, he waved his right hand, and a bracelet detached from his wrist. While still in mid-air, it transformed with a bang into a massive toad.

As soon as this toad appeared, the man's expression changed dramatically, and he blurted out, “Thunder Frog!”

This Thunder Frog was one of Wang Lin's many Magic Treasures. Wang Lin wasn't afraid of exposing it; after all, compared to this frog, the items in his Storage Pouch were his true trump cards. Using this frog to mislead others meant that in future battles, the opponent would surely guard against this frog while overlooking Wang Lin's true killing moves.

Moreover, in this place, strength was clearly paramount. If he didn't display some power to deter others, he would surely face endless trouble in the future. This was one of the reasons Wang Lin threw out this frog.

As soon as the Thunder Frog appeared, it immediately puffed up its belly, and a gigantic Lightning Orb shot out from its mouth like thunder. The man hastily retreated, simultaneously changing his hand seals repeatedly. Immediately, a Yin and Yang Dharma Wheel formed before him, colliding with the Lightning Orb.

The man spat out fresh blood and retreated explosively, but the Lightning Orb, pushed by the Yin and Yang Dharma Wheel, shrank by more than half before being forcefully pushed back. The Thunder Frog opened its large mouth, swallowed the Lightning Orb, and stared cautiously at the man.

Wang Lin sighed inwardly. He knew that every Soul Transformation Cultivator surely possessed unique Divine Abilities, especially those who could reach this place. This person's Dharma Wheel technique clearly had great efficacy, capable of dissolving more than half of even a Lightning Orb.

One must know that the Thunder Frog itself was already equivalent to a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator. Although there was some gap compared to a Soul Transformation Late Stage Cultivator, it was more than sufficient for a Soul Transformation Middle Stage Cultivator. The power of its Lightning Orb, aside from lacking Concept, already possessed considerable might.

The man flew a great distance, looked warily at the Thunder Frog, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He cupped his fists slightly towards Wang Lin and no longer contended for other platforms, instead sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

Wang Lin was quite surprised inwardly. This person's magnanimity was quite broad, though he wondered if it was genuine or feigned.

The Heavenly Maiden of the Snow Domain’s gaze sharpened. She glanced at the Thunder Frog, then withdrew her gaze.

As for the Giant Demon Race man, he licked his lips, a trace of Battle Intent appearing in his eyes. He nodded towards Wang Lin, clearly acknowledging Wang Lin's strength.

As for the elder, he rolled his eyelids and withdrew his gaze.

Only the youth with bloodthirsty eyes showed apprehension at the sight of the Thunder Frog. His entire cultivation was related to insects, and he was most wary of frog-like Yao Beasts that could spit lightning.

The middle-aged man drinking silently sighed softly, muttering to himself, “Thunder Frog… Wan’er, I’ve seen a Thunder Frog again, but alas, it’s not the person from back then…”

Wang Lin beckoned with his right hand, and the Thunder Frog once again transformed into a Beast-Taming Ring, which he placed on his wrist.

Everyone around who witnessed this scene fell silent, but their gazes occasionally turned to Wang Lin, revealing a hint of wariness.

Wang Lin’s gaze was calm. He flipped his right hand, and a wine pot appeared. After taking a sip, he lowered his head in silence.

Not long after, a series of whistling sounds suddenly emanated from within the Immortal Gate. The sound was initially faint, but it quickly grew louder and louder. Eventually, it was almost comparable to surging thunder. Amidst rumbling sounds, the Immortal Gate slowly began to open inwards.

Bursts of golden light shot out from the裂缝, like ten thousand rays of light, dispelling all the surrounding darkness. Gradually, the Immortal Gate opened wider and wider, until it was fully open.

All the Cultivators around stood up and, without a word, flew inside one by one, disappearing into the Immortal Gate.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. He did not rush in but waited until all five people from Vermilion Bird Star had flown in before he unhurriedly took flight and entered the Immortal Realm gate.

The moment he entered this gate, he immediately felt a powerful aura, like a storm, roaring out from within the Immortal Realm gate. This aura had no destructive power; it merely brushed past all the Cultivators entering the Immortal Realm gate. Afterward, the Immortal Realm gate slowly closed.

At the same time, a palm-sized jade cauldron appeared before Wang Lin. Wang Lin took a deep breath, grabbed the cauldron, and put it into his Storage Pouch. Before entering this Immortal Realm gate, Wang Lin had taken the time to study some ancient texts.

He knew that this cauldron was called Hui. In specific areas, with just a thought, it would take about an incense stick’s time to successfully activate. Afterward, one could leave the Immortal Realm and return to their respective Cultivation Planet.

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