Chapter 601: Tanlang’s Whereabouts

The middle-aged man was named Haizhu. When Wang Lin chopped off his head, he sealed this person's Primordial Spirit. For Wang Lin, a Soul Transformation Cultivator, sealing a Late Stage Nascent Soul Transformation person was effortless!

He left, carrying the head, disappearing in the blink of an eye like a passing breeze. As for the Demon Emperor's Jade Slip, Wang Lin did not take it; the item was useless to him.

However, this was an item the Demon Emperor used to express goodwill. If he hadn't accepted it initially, it would have seemed overly arrogant.

As he sped away, Wang Lin did not look back at the tens of millions of Demon Soldiers, stepping into the Void Realm and departing.

Haizhu's head was refined by Wang Lin, and the Sword Qi was swallowed into his body. As for Haizhu's Primordial Spirit, Wang Lin performed the Soul Searching Technique. After obtaining the information he needed, Haizhu's Primordial Spirit nearly collapsed and was thrown directly into the Soul Banner by Wang Lin, becoming a Main Soul.

"The people of the Great Luo Sword Sect, inside this Demon Spirit Land, besides having Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi, actually have someone named Tanlang secretly protecting them… Tanlang… this name is so unique, I shouldn't have heard it before. But the appearance of Tanlang in Haizhu's memory looks somewhat familiar… yet I can be certain I have never met this person."

Wang Lin murmured thoughtfully while flying. "Tanlang… according to Haizhu's memory, this person's Cultivation has already surpassed Soul Transformation, reaching the Yin Void Stage… only one step away from Situ Nan's Yang Reality Stage…" Wang Lin frowned deeply, but in an instant, his body suddenly shook, and he stopped motionless in mid-air.

"Situ Nan!" Wang Lin took a deep breath. He slapped his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and a Jade Slip immediately flew out, which he grasped. As his Divine Sense swept over it, his expression instantly turned grim.

If he hadn't thought of Situ Nan, Wang Lin wouldn't have remembered that Situ Nan had once given him a Jade Slip containing several portraits imprinted by Situ Nan. The people inside were precisely those who had caused Situ Nan's Physical Body to collapse back then.

When Situ Nan gave Wang Lin the Jade Slip, he didn't expect Wang Lin would actually encounter them; he merely wanted him to remember that these people should not be provoked.

Wang Lin truly hadn't expected that he would actually be able to meet the people in those portraits. Moreover, it is extremely simple for a Cultivator to change their appearance; trying to find someone based only on a few portraits is hardly less difficult than searching for a needle in a haystack.

"If this Tanlang is truly Situ Nan's enemy from back then, he must know about the Heaven Defying Bead…" Wang Lin rubbed his brow. The Heaven Defying Bead was his biggest secret. Even now, after more than seven hundred years, the properties of this Heaven Defying Bead were extremely strange.

Back then, just a little rainwater could bring the Water attribute to Great Perfection, but subsequently, it became increasingly difficult.

Now, only the Metal attribute remained unachieved to Perfection, but Wang Lin had a feeling that the difficulty of this final attribute had reached an appalling level.

If the Heaven Defying Bead could be completely separated from his Primordial Spirit, Wang Lin wouldn't be so worried. If he truly encountered a life-or-death crisis, he would calmly make his choice.

But now, the bead has fused with his Primordial Spirit and cannot be separated at all, unless his Primordial Spirit is extracted and refined, similar to how he refined Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi. Only then could the Heaven Defying Bead be refined out of the Primordial Spirit.

Wang Lin frowned deeply.

"What exactly is the origin of this Heaven Defying Bead… Why is the Cultivation Alliance so concerned about it… This Heaven Defying Bead has been with me for hundreds of years. Other than the time reversal function inside, it has almost no other Divine Abilities. Even hiding inside it, if one encounters a major Divine Ability expert, one cannot escape detection and will be noticed.

This bead, no matter how you look at it, seems like a useless item… Even the time reversal only has a major effect on low-level Cultivators, but for high-level Cultivators, it is less appealing than a sufficient amount of Immortal Jade."

Wang Lin sighed inwardly, his gaze sharp as a blade as he looked into the distance. He muttered to himself, "There were originally five Disciples of the Great Luo Sword Sect in Tianyao Prefecture, led by Chenlong. After Moyang died, although they haven't confirmed it, they must have developed some suspicion towards me. Given the Great Luo Sword Sect's style of action, they should have immediately sent people to investigate. However, they haven't taken any action."

"According to Haizhu's memory, Tanlang was in Huoyao Prefecture at the time, seemingly having discovered some hidden location. Now, ten years have passed. In Tianyao Prefecture, only Haizhu was left behind; the other three have successively gone to Huoyao Prefecture to meet up with Tanlang… Yes, Zishu must also have been going to meet up, but died on the way because he harbored killing intent toward me."

"What exactly did this Tanlang discover…" Wang Lin's eyes flashed.

"Unfortunately, with Tanlang present, I've lost the opportunity to continue collecting Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi, but this matter cannot be rushed." A cold smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips, and his body flickered as he performed the Great Teleportation and left.

"This current war is the best time for me to collect Slaughter Qi; I cannot miss it. But my individual strength is limited, so for this matter… I should do this!" A cold light shone in Wang Lin's eyes, and his figure vanished.

Wang Lin did not participate in the great battle in Huoyao Prefecture. He teleported continuously, and several days later, he returned to the Soul Refining Tribe within Tianyao Prefecture. After more than ten years of development, the Soul Refining Tribe's influence had already taken initial shape, becoming one of the four largest tribes in the Tianyao Barren Land.

Wang Lin's return caused the entire tribe to erupt in excitement. Although many tribesmen had never met Wang Lin, through word of mouth, they regarded him in their hearts as an existence similar to the Ancient Demon, and all worshipped him.

That valley was their Holy Land!

After Wang Lin returned, he immediately summoned Shisan and Ouyang Hua, selecting tens of thousands of tribesmen. Wang Lin gave every single tribesman a strand of Slaughter Qi. This Slaughter Qi resided within their bodies, and anyone they killed would transform into Life Force that would be absorbed into the Slaughter Qi within them.

As these ten thousand people killed more, the Slaughter Qi in their bodies would become stronger. Furthermore, in times of crisis, it could automatically transform into a Mark of Life, protecting the safety of these ten thousand people.

Subsequently, these ten thousand people were sent out to enter the battlefield within Huoyao Prefecture. Wang Lin did not allow them to join the Tianyao Army; instead, they were dispersed to develop individually. Wang Lin had only one requirement for them: constantly use slaughter to nourish the Slaughter Qi within their bodies!

Ten thousand people were nothing in a great battle involving tens of millions of Demon Soldiers. Wang Lin understood this. Therefore, he immediately sent out Ouyang Hua and Shisan, giving them each a Magic Treasure and three months to lead the remaining tribesmen to devour the other three tribes within Tianyao Prefecture!

As for himself, he sat cross-legged in the valley all day, constantly deepening the Primordial Spirit imprint on the Loose Devil. At the same time, he used the remaining time to repair the Restriction Banner.

Three months passed in a flash. With the aid of Wang Lin's Magic Treasures, the other three tribes were successively devoured by Shisan and Ouyang Hua. A large number of outsiders drank the Demon Soup and became members of the Soul Refining Tribe.

For these new tribesmen who had not Cultivated the Soul Refining Technique, Wang Lin directly took out the Revered Soul Banner. With a shake, a large number of souls flew out and, under Wang Lin's control, entered the bodies of these tribesmen one by one. They did not harm their souls but chose a method of coexistence.

Afterward, Wang Lin dispersed the Slaughter Qi from his body and integrated it into these people. In this manner, the second wave, an army of thirty thousand people, was sent out to enter Huoyao Prefecture!

There were still many tribesmen remaining in the Soul Refining Tribe. Wang Lin used the Great Teleportation Technique multiple times to relocate everyone from this barren land. The location he chose was the Ancient Battlefield where the Loose Devil had resided years ago.

At the location of the former Demon Tower, Wang Lin used a Divine Ability to condense a tall tower. He then sat cross-legged inside it, while the tribesmen began to multiply and thrive there.

A large number of simple houses were constructed. Not long after, this place clearly became a new tribe!

Time flew by, and another ten years passed!

During these ten years, Wang Lin did not take a single step outside the tower.

The three armies of Tianyao Prefecture charged into Huoyao Prefecture territory. Huoyao Prefecture had its own countermeasures, and fierce fighting broke out, with continuous battles occurring across numerous battlefields.

The ten years of war were merely the beginning.

Over these ten years, waves of tribesmen, carrying Wang Lin's Slaughter Qi, successively joined the battlefield. At the same time, the external expansion of the Soul Refining Tribe also continued, with the savage tribes within Huoyao Prefecture being the targets of the Soul Refining Tribe.

The war in Huoyao Prefecture seemed to have been forgotten by Wang Lin. During his ten years in the tower, he sat cross-legged practicing breathing techniques all day, engraving the Loose Devil imprint onto his Primordial Spirit. He was preparing! Preparing to make his strength greater before the hundred-year deadline! Only then could he fulfill his agreement with the Ancient Demon.

These ten years of continuous breathing practice stabilized Wang Lin's Early Stage Soul Transformation Cultivation even further.

He could sense that although some of the dispersed Slaughter Qi dissipated, most of it grew stronger every day. The tribesmen who possessed Slaughter Qi within them gained greater security and stronger actual combat power as they performed more slaughter!

As of today, the total amount of Slaughter Qi he dispersed has reached one hundred thousand. These one hundred thousand strands of Slaughter Qi integrated into one hundred thousand tribesmen and continuously grew stronger.

"Using slaughter to nourish slaughter, after this war, I want to see how many strands a single strand of Slaughter Qi can split into!" Inside the tower, Wang Lin opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning, resembling rolling thunder, and a vast power emanated from the tower, spreading outwards.

Outside the tower was a blank area ten miles in circumference. Further out, there were clusters of houses and buildings, extending densely for hundreds of miles when viewed from afar!

This was the new Soul Refining Tribe!

Every month, tribesmen would return, bringing a large number of captives from Huoyao Prefecture tribes. Every month, the scale of the Soul Refining Tribe grew!

Wang Lin retracted his gaze, slapped his Storage Pouch, and the Restriction Sphere sealing Yao Xixue flew out. He clenched his right hand in the Void Realm, the sphere shattered, and Yao Xixue's figure appeared inside the tower.

Wang Lin's expression was indifferent as he slowly said, "How is your thinking progressing?"

Yao Xixue was wearing a set of blue clothes. After she appeared, her beautiful eyes glared at Wang Lin, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What exactly are you thinking? I've told you everything I was supposed to over the past ten years. What more do you want!"

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