Chapter 578: I Want to Reach Soul Transformation (First Update)

On the three grandstands of the entire plaza, all observers fell silent at this moment. The drum sound echoed, reverberating all around. This drum sound contained a sorrow, brewing a kind of grief, seeping into everyone's hearts, stirring up memories and recollections like autumn leaves falling.

Inside the ten thousand zhang plaza, even including the Demon Commanders, all were silent.

A sublimation of Concept, in the drum sound echoing in their ears, like a trickling stream, flowed into people's hearts, touching the depths of their Souls.

Wang Lin's hand remained on the Demon Drum. This drum beat, at this moment, transmitted his Dao to heaven and earth.

Scene after scene of meeting Li Muwan… seven hundred years of lonely cultivation… a hundred years of companionship in the illusion within the Tian Yun Sect… the decline of walking on the streets of Demon Spirit Land… all of this stopped the moment he accidentally heard the zither music drifting from the Pleasure Boat approaching on the river!

The zither music entered his ears, lingering for several months, cleansing his mind and sublimating his Dao Concept.

The zither music of that zither-playing woman and this drum beat, at this instant, merged. Using Wang Lin's heart as a bridge, a resonance was created, and with his hand striking the drum, the sorrow that had been hidden deep within Wang Lin's heart since Li Muwan's departure was transmitted out.

The drum sound reverberated within the plaza. The people around, in their silence, even shed tears. They were moved by the drum beat, immersed in their inner worlds, with past events surfacing in their minds.

Every person has a story, a story buried deep in their heart, but there is a power that can make these buried stories surface. This power is the might of resonance.

At this moment, as Wang Lin struck the drum, he transmitted everything he had comprehended from hearing the zither music that day.

Among the Demon Generals, Mo Lihai's eyes showed recollection. Not only him, but even Shi Xiao had a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Only one person was an exception: Mofei. His expression was calm, a calmness that, at this moment, could even be described as indifference. The sorrow in the drum sound seemed to hold no resonance for him.

The drum sound stopped at some unknown point, and it was only after a long while that people gradually regained consciousness.

The moment they regained consciousness, except for the Demon Commanders and a very few individuals, most showed shock. The instant they awoke, they found themselves in tears.

Vice Commander Xuan stared blankly at Wang Lin beside the Demon Drum. He sighed softly, the complex expression in his eyes gradually disappearing, replaced by admiration!

"Drum sound transmitting Concept… perhaps he is the one His Majesty the Demon Emperor has waited for countless years… within this drum sound, my cultivation, which had been stagnant for so long, actually loosened…"

Among the Demon Commanders, except for the Heavenly Marshal, the gazes of the others towards Wang Lin were all different, but one thing was the same: shock!

No one here knew better than them the meaning represented by the drum sound transmitting Concept!

This is a Realm!

The Heavenly Marshal's gaze was like lightning, looking at Wang Lin in the distance, the turbidity in his eyes long gone.

"Is his name Wang Lin…?"

Wang Lin gently raised his right hand. He looked back at his surroundings. At this moment, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

His gaze fell upon the Golden Armor Man.

The Golden Armor Man's expression was no longer gloomy but pale. He stared blankly at Wang Lin, speechless for a long time. Today, this Cultivator before him had brought him too much shock!

From the beginning, striking five times continuously without a change in expression, his body as majestic and unmoving as a giant peak, all the way to striking three more times, directly catching up to Mofei! Followed by the reverberation of the ninth and tenth strikes, especially after Wang Lin's body was forced back on the tenth strike.

Watching this, he had thought it was the end, but now he realized that all of this had only just begun!

The eleventh drum beat, to his shock, rang out!

If this drum sound were like the previous ten, he would not have been so startled. But this eleventh sound was a transmission of Concept through the drum. This Realm, the Golden Armor Man admitted to himself, he could not achieve!

This had little to do with cultivation, but was a Realm! A Concept, a sublimation of the Soul!

Everything that happened today, for the Golden Armor Man, was unforgettable for a lifetime. At this moment, regarding Wang Lin's gaze, he actually had a strong urge to avoid eye contact.

"Fifteen strikes, you lose an arm, right?" Wang Lin said softly. His voice was not loud, but at that instant, everyone clearly heard it.

The Golden Armor Man's scalp tingled. He would rather go forward and fight Wang Lin directly, even willingly fight Wang Lin without using powerful Divine Abilities, than face this question, still potent with residual power after the drum sound had just transmitted the Dao.

Wang Lin did not give the Golden Armor Man time to answer. He withdrew his gaze and, for the first time, swept over the surrounding grandstands. In his eyes, the faces of each observer appeared one by one. All of them chose to avoid his gaze.

Among the Vice Commanders, the six: Tian, Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou, and Huang, all avoided Wang Lin's gaze as he swept past. Only one person, with clear eyes, met Wang Lin's gaze.

This person was Vice Commander Xuan. His eyes were clear, and as he looked at Wang Lin, a hint of emotion appeared. He raised his hands and cupped them towards Wang Lin in a salute!

Wang Lin nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze. This time, he looked at the eight Demon Commanders, sweeping over them one by one. All the Demon Commanders met his gaze, as if seeing many differences in each other's eyes.

The Heavenly Marshal, the moment Wang Lin looked at him, spoke for the first time.

"Wang Lin, I have remembered your name!"

Among the Demon Generals, they all avoided Wang Lin's gaze, but Shi Xiao let out a low growl, forcibly preventing himself from avoiding it, and met Wang Lin's gaze.

A trace of Battle Intent appeared in his eyes, but this Battle Intent was directly ignored the moment Wang Lin's gaze moved away.

Wang Lin's gaze finally rested on Mofei!

This person's demeanor remained cold, staring coldly at Wang Lin.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Lin closed his eyes. His right hand gently pressed on the Demon Drum. Striking the drum was no longer his objective at this moment!

At the moment the drum sound transmitted the Dao just now, Wang Lin, for the first time ever, felt the call of Soul Transformation! He touched the edge of Soul Transformation!

"I want to reach Soul Transformation!!" Wang Lin's eyes remained closed, but his entire being, at this instant, burst forth with intense confidence!

His right hand rested on the Demon Drum.

"Boom… Boom…" His right hand did not move, but the drum sound suddenly reverberated! Turning into thunder descending upon the earth!

The sorrow in the drum sound grew stronger with each beat. Two consecutive drum beats made this thunder also contain sorrow.

"Still a little short…" Wang Lin said softly. The moment his voice fell, another "boom" came from the Demon Drum!

Three drum beats! The twelfth, thirteenth, and fourteenth drum beats resonated through heaven and earth!

These drum sounds merged, forming an impact several times stronger than before, rushing directly into his body along the Demon Drum, along Wang Lin's right hand.

At this moment, almost everyone heard a sound, a series of thumping sounds coming from within Wang Lin's body. This sound was crisp, not as beautiful as heavenly music, but to the ears of those around, it gave everyone a sense of comfort, as if from their very bones.

Drops of black liquid seeped out from all of Wang Lin's pores.

"Marrow Cleansing!" The Heavenly Marshal's eyes burst with a sharp glint, containing unprecedented admiration!

"This is true Marrow Cleansing. The previous time only cleansed the surface!"

The other Demon Commanders looked at Wang Lin with even a strong hint of envy. No one understood better than them why this Demon Drum became the second most important entity in Tianyao Prefecture, only after the Dragon Pool!

Within the Dragon Pool, there is the spirit of an Ancient Demon, teaching the Dao of transformation, revered by heaven and earth!

And this Demon Drum was made from the skin of an Ancient Demon, containing the power of an Ancient Demon. It is even rumored that successive Demon Emperors, by striking this Demon Drum through the method of Legacy, could extract the power of the Ancient Demon, thereby protecting the glory of Tianyao Prefecture for ten thousand times ten thousand years!

Marrow Cleansing with the power of an Ancient Demon was a privilege only available to the Imperial Family within Tianyao Prefecture. Outsiders, unless they had performed outstanding meritorious deeds, could only be bestowed with Marrow Cleansing.

Every Demon Commander, before taking office, would be granted one opportunity to strike the Demon Drum. The reward contained within this was, in fact, Marrow Cleansing.

However, whether one could achieve Marrow Cleansing depended on their respective cultivation.

Three drum beats, transformed into a powerful impact, surged wildly within Wang Lin's body, cleansing his body, which was already almost free of Impurities, once again.

"Fourteen strikes…" The Golden Armor Man's face grew even paler.

Apart from the Golden Armor Man, everyone else around the plaza seemed to have forgotten about this matter. They were immersed in the sounds entering their ears and the reverberating aftershocks within their bodies.

This was the Sound of Marrow Cleansing!

When a person undergoes Marrow Cleansing, the sounds emanating from their body can cause the listener's body to reverberate with aftershocks, producing a fluctuation inferior to Marrow Cleansing itself.

Wang Lin opened his eyes. All the Impurities in his body had been washed away by the drum sound. At this moment, he felt as if his body was being drawn towards the sky, an illusion. He looked at the Demon Drum, his eyes clear.

"I, Wang Lin, have cultivated for seven hundred years. My Concept has fully integrated into my body, but I didn't reach Soul Transformation because, I know now. Soul Transformation… although my Concept has integrated into my body, my Dao Heart is not yet at Perfection. It turns out… deep within my heart, there has always been a trace of sorrow, a trace of grief, a trace of a Seal… When Li Muwan died, my Concept comprehension sublimated and integrated into my body… but Wan'er became a trace of my obsession… That's why, when I heard the zither music of that zither-playing woman, I felt sorrow, I felt resonance… If I had listened to that zither music for a hundred years, and when that zither-playing woman grew old, at the moment of her death, I would have completely understood. The sorrow in my heart would have flowed away with the final note of that zither music… leaving only a brand, fused into my Soul… But today, by means of this drum, in a short time, I seemed to have experienced a hundred years of passing. I fused all my sorrow into the drum and struck it out. When there is no more sorrow in my heart, and my Dao Heart reaches Perfection, I will achieve Soul Transformation…"

Wang Lin raised his right hand, then gently let it fall. In the brief moment it fell, all the longing and all the sorrow for Li Muwan deep within his heart surged out, pressing down towards the Demon Drum with this palm.

"But, doing so would be equivalent to choosing to forget… Do I really want to forget…?" Wang Lin's hand trembled.

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Due to unforeseen circumstances today, the update is late. Please forgive me, everyone.