Chapter 457: Ye Wuyou

Wang Lin sneered, and the moment she flashed over, he swiped his right hand across his Storage Pouch, and several Years Wood Carvings flew out of his pocket.

“Years!” Wang Lin roared, and all the wood carvings immediately self-destructed with a series of rumbling explosions. A Concept of Years spread out wildly. Although Liu Mei’s Concept of a Thousand Illusions had reached Major Achievement, the Years Concept on the wood carvings was meticulously prepared by Wang Lin. Although it couldn't harm Liu Mei, and the slowing effect was brief, in this critical moment, this short delay was fatal!

Liu Mei's body involuntarily slowed down, and Wang Lin's figure immediately sank, landing below Liu Mei.

At this moment, the two Sword Lights in the sky suddenly merged into one, slashing down furiously, their target precisely Liu Mei!

A killing intent flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He pointed his right hand forward into the Void Realm, and a Restriction Qi abruptly shot out from his fingertip, rushing towards Liu Mei.

Wang Lin didn't look at the result. He knew time was pressing, so he immediately sped away without hesitation, entering the sea. In the sea, a massive palace was emitting waves of golden light.

Wang Lin moved his body, charging towards the palace at his fastest speed. The ocean was enveloped by a strange power. Wang Lin knew without even trying that there must be Divine Abilities and Spells that restricted teleportation here. He had experienced this feeling in some peculiar places before, so he naturally understood.

The moment his body was about to enter the palace, roars immediately came from the sea surface. The seawater around Wang Lin swiftly parted to both sides, and a hundred-zhang-sized Sword Light descended from the sky at an extremely fast speed, chasing directly after Wang Lin.

The Sword Light got closer and closer. Wang Lin could even feel the powerful, sharp light emanating from it, and a stinging pain immediately spread from his crown.

He gritted his teeth fiercely. He was less than a hundred zhang away from entering the palace, but the Sword Light behind him had already arrived.

A trace of blood flowed from Wang Lin's head, and the stinging sensation grew stronger.

Ninety zhang, eighty zhang, seventy zhang, sixty zhang… The distance was shrinking bit by bit, but the Sword Light above his head whistled as if echoing in his mind. As Wang Lin sped, he spat out a mouthful of blood, then quickly swiped his Storage Pouch, and a Battle Axe immediately appeared in his hand.

He turned around instantly, roared, and held the Battle Axe in front of him.

At this moment, the Sword Light arrived and suddenly landed on the Battle Axe. Wang Lin's face flushed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His Primordial Spirit trembled. With a low roar, he moved his mind and slapped his Storage Pouch. A Pagoda then flew out from the Storage Pouch.

Zhou Yi's Concept immediately spread out, and the Sword Light slowed.

Using this momentary pause, Wang Lin's body moved faster than lightning, traversing fifty zhang and finally entering the palace.

The moment his body entered the palace, the Sword Light flickered and slowly vanished without a trace.

Blood flowed from Wang Lin's mouth. He put away the Battle Axe and Pagoda, immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a handful of Medicinal Pills and consumed them. After a short meditation, he immediately felt a stinging pain all over his body. He gritted his teeth, took out an Immortal Jade, stared at it for a moment, then swallowed it whole. Immediately, a vast amount of immortal power surged through his body.

With a rush, Wang Lin immediately felt his body lighten. Using the immortal power, he suppressed his internal injuries. He stood up and, with a stomp, rushed quickly into the palace.

Meanwhile, on the sea surface, as the Sword Light approached, Liu Mei was about to dodge when a Restriction immediately enveloped her from behind. Her beautiful face changed, and with gritted teeth, she spat out a white mist from her mouth. Within the mist, a white silk ribbon danced. With a flick, the Restriction immediately shattered. The white silk ribbon wrapped around her entire body, and at the moment the Sword Light approached, she retreated a thousand zhang away. The Sword Light flickered and vanished without a trace.

The Golden-Armored Big Man did not continue his attack. His duty was to guard this place, and only those who met the requirements would be allowed to enter the palace.

There was only one such requirement: to be able to withstand a single Sword Light.

Qian Feng was also in a very sorry state at this moment, having dodged away. Fortunately, the Sword Light did not pursue; as long as the person left, it would no longer attack.

“Ceng Niu!!! I, Qian Feng, swear that I will tear you into ten thousand pieces! If I break this oath, may I, Qian Feng, not have a good death!!!” Qian Feng's face was ferocious as he roared madly.

Liu Mei's face was grim as she stared silently at the sea. After a short while, seeing Qian Feng still roaring and cursing like a madman, she frowned and said, “Shut up. If you hadn’t harbored ill intentions, and the three of us had truly joined forces, we would probably have already entered the palace by now. Why did it have to come to this!”

Qian Feng's face was ferocious. He glared fiercely at Liu Mei and said, “You and that kid were flirting and exchanging glances. Did you think I didn’t see it? Junior Sister, don’t forget what you promised me back then!”

Liu Mei stared coldly at Qian Feng and said, “With Yun Quezi there, it’s hard for Ceng Niu to retrieve his Life Soul. Yun Quezi won’t let him succeed that easily.”

Qian Feng took a deep breath, the ferocity on his face receding. He patted his Storage Pouch and said in a deep voice, “The item the old fellow gave me was originally meant to counter the Ten Billion Soul Banner. Since it can counter the Soul Banner, it should also have some effect on Soul Transformation Cultivators. Once Yun Quezi comes out, I will unleash this item. I only want the Life Soul. If he doesn't give it, I'm going to die anyway, so I'll risk it all!”

Inside the underwater palace, Wang Lin was faced with a massive passage. Around it were several flickering lamps, emitting strange and eerie light.

This light was not fire, but a peculiar substance Wang Lin had never seen before.

In the dim light, this seemingly endless, winding passage was illuminated, creating a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

Wang Lin's eyes showed caution as he moved carefully. This passage seemed to have no end; he had walked for a long time, but the surroundings remained the same.

Here, Wang Lin dared not spread his Divine Sense too widely. When he first entered this place, a part of his Divine Sense had silently vanished the moment he spread it, as if swallowed by some ethereal entity.

Because of this, Wang Lin was naturally extremely careful.

After an unknown period, waves of Spell fluctuations suddenly came from ahead in the passage. Wang Lin's eyes narrowed, his body stopped, and he cautiously spread his Divine Sense forward.

But immediately, Wang Lin's expression changed. The place his Divine Sense reached ahead was precisely the end of this passage. There, was a huge open space.

In the center of the open space was a tall, massive Pagoda. On the Pagoda was a throne, and on the seat sat a person. This person was clad in a dark red robe, with hair draped behind their head.

This person appeared to be middle-aged, with an unremarkable appearance, yet exuded a sense of majesty and pride. Their eyes were tightly closed, and there was no sign of life throughout their body, clearly indicating they were deceased.

However, as he sat there, a towering aura emanated from him, thick and pervasive, enveloping the entire area.

The moment Wang Lin’s Divine Sense saw this person, he suddenly felt an uncontrollable urge to prostrate himself. He circulated the immortal power within his body to suppress this impulse. It was as if there was an invisible force here that caused all who looked upon this person to be shaken to their core.

In front of him floated an object, a fist-sized ball of light, emitting waves of purple light.

This light shone on the middle-aged man, casting a black shadow behind him.

However, at this moment, this light was slightly dim, as if it could extinguish at any moment, flickering on and off.

The instant Wang Lin's Divine Sense touched this light, a vast power surged from within it, instantly striking Wang Lin's Divine Sense, which immediately retreated frantically.

Inside the passage, Wang Lin's face was pale, his eyes filled with horror.

“The First Generation Vermilion Bird, Ye Wuyou!” He almost immediately guessed the identity of the middle-aged man!

As for the ball of light emitting purple radiance, it was naturally the Cultivation Star Crystal!

However, Wang Lin felt something was amiss. Although this Cultivation Star Crystal appeared as Situ Nan had described, when Wang Lin touched it with his Divine Sense, he didn't feel the heart-wrenching sensation of a Life Soul being inside.

“Since you’re here, then come in!” Yun Quezi’s voice came from inside the passage.

Wang Lin’s eyes flickered. When his Divine Sense had entered earlier, he had only noticed the First Generation Vermilion Bird and the Cultivation Star Crystal, but he hadn’t seen Yun Quezi and the Gloomy Old Man who had entered long ago.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then walked forward. Not long after, he reached the end of the passage and stepped onto the open space.

Now that he was here in person, the feeling of shock was even stronger. Compared to the hundreds of zhang tall giant Pagoda, a sense of insignificance immediately welled up in Wang Lin's heart.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he saw Yun Quezi’s figure in a distant corner.

Yun Quezi’s face was pale at the moment, sitting cross-legged, with blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He looked somewhat dispirited. Looking at Wang Lin, he said with a hoarse laugh, “I truly didn’t misjudge you. You are the third person to enter this place.”

Wang Lin’s eyes showed caution as he said in a deep voice, “Where is he?”

Yun Quezi’s face was grim. He said, “I have trapped him with a Formation. He should still be inside the Formation now. Wang Lin, I am severely injured. Please help me retrieve this Cultivation Star Crystal. Whether for my Immortal Remnant Race or for Cultivators, I cannot let this Cultivation Star Crystal collapse!”

“Oh?” Wang Lin’s expression was normal. He glanced at Yun Quezi and said calmly, “You want me to retrieve this Cultivation Star Crystal?”

Yun Quezi took a deep breath and sighed, “I know you have many concerns. If you examine me with your Divine Sense, you’ll understand that I am now at the end of my rope. That old man with the monkey is definitely not from Vermilion Bird Star. His Spells and Divine Abilities are extremely bizarre. I can only trap him for a short time. Once he breaks free, he will definitely steal the Cultivation Star Crystal. At that time, everyone on Vermilion Bird Star will face a crisis.”

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed. He looked up at the purple light in front of the First Generation Vermilion Bird, Ye Wuyou, on the Pagoda. Without any hesitation, his body immediately retreated.

At several times the speed he entered, Wang Lin flew frantically towards the passage.

Yun Quezi’s eyes flashed, and his body immediately vanished from its original spot. When he reappeared, he was blocking the passage, staring grimly at Wang Lin, and shouted, “Why are you running?!”

Wang Lin’s eyes flickered. He took a few steps back, stared at Yun Quezi, and with a wave of his right hand, the Ten Billion Soul Banner immediately condensed in his grasp. He said calmly, “This Junior doesn’t want to die yet!”