Chapter 605: Get Down Here!

The group from the Cultivator Alliance rode the clear breeze and faced the white clouds, heading straight for the Soul Refining tribe.

From afar, an endless expanse of black mist appeared before them. This mist was so thick that not only was vision obscured, but even if one's Divine Sense probed inside, it would be instantly repelled by force. If one were not careful, it was even possible to be devoured by the souls within!

Bursts of sharp whistling sounds emanated from within the black mist, capable of shaking one's heart!

Enveloped by the black mist, it was impossible to see what lay inside. However, this massive black mist, which covered a radius of several hundred li, was enough to make the vast majority of people stop in their tracks!

The man in golden clothes looked at all of this in the distance, and his expression immediately darkened. He gave a cold snort and said, "This place where Wang Lin is located only has this single layer of protection. Once we break this defense, we will easily capture this boy!"

Beside him followed several people; all of them had gloomy expressions as they stared at the oppressive black mist, unable to say a word.

A trace of mockery flashed in Sun Yunshan's eyes. He had learned a little about this matter from his younger sister. The Old Ancestor had sent an Immortal Guard to capture this Cultivator named Wang Lin, and among all the teams, everyone believed this was a sure thing. They all scrambled to seize this opportunity to earn merit.

As for the information brought by the messenger that the place where Wang Lin was located was shrouded in a formidable black mist, those scrambling for the chance to earn merit naturally did not pay much attention to it.

They always believed that with an Immortal Guard present, nothing would be a problem!

Sun Yunshan looked around at those beside him, including himself, there were fewer than twenty people. Among these people, most were at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, and only a few had reached the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. As for the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, there was only one, and that was Junior Martial Uncle Feng, who had remained silent the entire journey.

Sun Yunshan glanced at the gray-haired old man not far away, a sense of sorrow rising in his heart. This old man was Junior Martial Uncle Feng, his father's Junior Brother. The purpose of Junior Martial Uncle Feng entering the Demon Spirit Land this time was to protect him.

But he never expected that his younger sister would secretly follow… In the end, it caused him to end up in this state, and even Junior Martial Uncle Feng had his memories erased by the Old Ancestor using a secret technique, becoming a Puppet. He himself had been implanted with an Immortal Seed by the Old Ancestor, and his life and death were no longer in his own hands.

"Mere black mist, it is nothing but a bluff. Number Ten, go and break this black mist for me!" the man in golden clothes shouted.

A Cultivator at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation beside him had an ugly expression and hesitated for a moment, but dared not resist. He could only sigh inwardly and respectfully said, "This subordinate obeys!"

This Cultivator gritted his teeth, his body flickered as he rushed straight toward the black mist ahead. But the closer he got to the black mist, the more intense the pressure that could shake the Primordial Spirit became, and the bursts of whistling sounds within were like a sound-wave Divine Ability, rushing out frantically from within.

The Cultivator could not proceed any further from a thousand zhang away. He had a feeling that if he insisted on flying forward, he would surely die!

Seeing the Cultivator stop his steps, a flash of ferocity appeared on the face of the man in golden clothes, and he coldly shouted, "Number Ten, do you dare to disobey orders?!"

Hearing this, the Cultivator's face showed bitterness. He gave a long sigh and thought to himself, "Forget it, this life where one is not like a human should come to an end. If I die here, it would be a release!"

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and like a meteor, rushed directly in!

In the blink of an eye, his figure crossed a thousand zhang, but at this very moment, the black mist suddenly stirred. Amidst the rolling clouds, earth-shattering roars rumbled out from within. At the same time, the black mist instantly transformed, forming a giant mouth that seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and earth. With one bite, it completely swallowed the Cultivator, leaving nothing behind.

In the sky, the black mist rolled like angry waves, forming shapes like mushrooms, constantly expanding outward.

The sharp sounds became even more intense, whistling between heaven and earth.

The group from the Cultivator Alliance, with few exceptions, had eyes that were originally looking here, and they immediately revealed looks of shock. Although they were very far away, at this moment, it was as if they were there in person; the sweat seeping from their bodies instantly soaked their clothes. It was as if the giant mouth formed by the black mist just now had swallowed more than just Number Ten.

The Immortal Guard in black clothes at the back of the team, whose eyes were calm and waveless, at this moment, erupted with a sharp glint. He looked carefully at the black mist, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"Cap… Captain, this black mist…" someone beside the man in golden clothes said, their eyes filled with a trace of fear.

The man in golden clothes' expression became even gloomier. He pointed his right hand at the old man not far away and said, "Number Three, you go!"

This gray-haired old man was exactly Sun Yunshan's Junior Martial Uncle Feng. His expression was a bit dull, and upon hearing this, he did not speak. He stepped forward and strode away.

Sun Yunshan clenched his fists, watching the back of Junior Martial Uncle Feng as he walked away, his heart bleeding.

The gray-haired old man, while striding, arrived a hundred zhang before the black mist. Just as he was about to continue, the black mist suddenly rolled and surged, and it abruptly accelerated its expansion. In an instant, the black mist parted from the middle, separating to reveal a clear path.

A cold-looking young man stepped out from within. After sweeping a cold gaze over the old man, he looked at the group from the Cultivator Alliance in the distance and said calmly, "My Old Ancestor invites you all!"

The man in golden clothes' expression changed slightly, and he immediately shrieked, "Number Three, kill him! Following this path, we can enter!"

The cold-looking young man was Thirteen. His expression remained as usual, without any waves. As for the gray-haired old man, his body flickered and he rushed straight toward Thirteen.

However, the moment he was about to get close, a wisp of black mist immediately flew out, and with a roll, it wrapped around the old man, and he vanished from sight.

This scene was like a heavy awl striking the hearts of the group from the Cultivator Alliance, especially Sun Yunshan, whose eyes turned red.

Thirteen extended his right hand and said, "Please!"

Saying this, he turned around and walked back.

The man in golden clothes' expression was uncertain. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the man in black clothes behind him, feeling slightly relieved in his heart. He sneered and said, "Let's go, let's go in and see what tricks this Wang Lin is playing!"

The group flew out rapidly, following the path separated within the black mist, and flew inside.

As they entered, the path behind them was gradually swallowed by the black mist.

Not long after flying out, the man in golden clothes in front immediately stopped, his eyes revealing shock, and his expression was extremely ugly. The people flying behind him were also dumbfounded after seeing the scene ahead.

What appeared before their eyes was a massive tribe. The tribesmen within this tribe were all looking up at this moment, coldly staring at them.

The gazes of these countless people converged on the group from the Cultivator Alliance. Although their cultivation was profound, they were still shocked by it.

Especially in the middle of the ground, there was a ten-li empty area. In the center, a tall Pagoda stood, and a powerful majesty slowly emanated from it, shrouding heaven and earth.

Under this majesty, everyone even felt a sense of being unable to breathe.

Thirteen stood outside the ten-li empty area and respectfully said, "Old Ancestor, the guests have been brought!"

"You Fellow Daoists have come with killing intent, has Wang somehow offended you?" Wang Lin's voice slowly emanated from within the Pagoda. Although his tone was humble, his voice seemed to have a magical power, drifting and permeating the entire Soul Refining tribe.

He had gradually mastered some of the Divine Ability of the Heavenly Devil Sound as Wang Lin continuously deepened the Loose Devil brand. At this moment, the sound followed his words; everyone from the Cultivator Alliance, except for the man in black clothes who was an Immortal Guard, was instantly filled with this devilish sound in their ears.

The man in black clothes, because his cultivation was profound, did not get too lost in this devilish sound. In his eyes, a sharp glint flashed, and he stared straight at the Pagoda, a look of uncertainty appearing on his face once again.

The man in golden clothes, at this moment, his Primordial Spirit shook, and his eyes involuntarily revealed a look of confusion, subconsciously saying, "No offense taken…"

"Since that is the case, for you to come and look for trouble with Wang, is that not being too presumptuous!!" Wang Lin's voice came out, carrying an eerie tone.

At this instant, all the tribesmen of the Soul Refining tribe, with their minds linked, shouted in unison, "Presumptuous!!"

These two words were uttered by everyone in the Soul Refining tribe, merging with the whistling of the souls within the black mist in the sky. It was several times more intense than rolling thunder. As it rumbled and fell into the ears of the Cultivator Alliance group, it was like sharp swords piercing their hearts, instantly causing their ears to buzz and their Primordial Spirits to tremble!

Some of those with lower cultivation even had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, evidently having their internal organs shaken and their Primordial Spirits injured. Likewise, this unified shout also made everyone wake up.

The man in golden clothes' expression changed greatly. He subconsciously retreated several zhang, a look of shock on his face.

If even he was like this, the many Cultivators beside him were even worse. One by one, they gasped, and while their eyes were full of shock, they inwardly cried out that it was not good.

As for Sun Yunshan, the excitement in his heart far exceeded the shock; he was shouting in his heart!

"It's him, it really is him!"

While retreating, the man in golden clothes shrieked, "Immortal Guard, attack!"

Once these words were spoken, the man in black clothes standing at the back had a sharp glint explode in his eyes. He stepped forward, and with one step, he crossed the distance, arriving directly above the Pagoda in the ten-li empty area. He formed Hand Seals with his right hand and struck downward!

This strike seemed to possess the power to uproot mountains, transforming into a shimmering golden seal in mid-air, rushing violently toward the Pagoda.

A cold snort resonated from within the Pagoda, and Wang Lin's figure walked out from the tower. He did not even look at the sky. His right hand flashed with black light, he raised it and grabbed downward, saying calmly, "Get down here!"

Under this grab, the materialized golden seal immediately developed cracks. Amidst a series of cracking sounds, it instantly collapsed. The man in black clothes' expression changed instantly, and for the first time, a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He wanted to dodge, but his body was instantly grabbed by a force that seemed capable of absorbing vitality, and he was fiercely dragged down directly from the sky.

With a boom, the man in black clothes' body smashed into the ground.