Chapter 606: Item from the Immortal Realm

The black-clothed man landed. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he traced a line in the void with his right hand. A series of Restrictions instantly manifested, and in the blink of an eye, they completely sealed every hidden meridian pathway in the black-clothed man's body.

Wang Lin grabbed casually, but he utilized the Finger of Annihilation wind. With his cultivation, he had seen the oddity within the black-clothed man at a single glance just now. There was no Origin Qi fused within the man's Primordial Spirit; instead, it had been replaced by a shard of jade only the size of a small fingernail.

As a result, although this person had reached Soul Transformation cultivation, in reality, he lacked the Concept insights of Soul Transformation. In Wang Lin's eyes, this person was merely a brute!

It went without saying that Wang Lin had already reached Soul Transformation, but even before he had reached Soul Transformation, dealing with this person would not have been difficult at all!

However, in the eyes of the outsiders, Wang Lin's grab was like a thunderclap exploding in their hearts, causing those people from the Cultivator Alliance to freeze in stunned silence.

The gold-clothed man's body trembled, his face pale. If the path behind him hadn't already been submerged by black fog, he would definitely have fled immediately.

As for the other Cultivators beside him, they all stared blankly at the middle-aged man who had been slammed to the ground by Wang Lin's grab, unable to speak for a long time.

Only Sun Yunshan felt his internal excitement reach its peak at this moment. He took a deep breath, as if to exhale all the oppression of these past days.

"Senior… Senior… it's a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding… We are only representing the Cultivator Alliance and wish to invite you to participate…" The gold-clothed man's body trembled as he spoke hurriedly.

"Brother Wang, the purpose of their trip is to capture you alive!" Sun Yunshan sneered, his body flickering as he moved more than ten zhang away and shouted aloud.

Wang Lin had already seen Sun Yunshan and nodded slightly.

The gold-clothed man's face turned even paler. He glared viciously at Sun Yunshan and shouted, "Sun Yunshan, do you dare to betray the Old Ancestor?!"

Sun Yunshan's body shuddered. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Lin waved his right hand casually. The gold-clothed man seemed to be struck by a gentle breeze; with a bang, he instantly turned into a large patch of flesh and blood. His Primordial Spirit flew out from the flesh, revealing a moment of confusion, but immediately after, it was swallowed by the black fog in the sky and vanished without a trace.

The bloody scent had not yet completely dissipated, but the surrounding Cultivators all had expressions of terror in their eyes. They could not imagine that Wang Lin's cultivation had actually reached such an unimaginable height! With one grab, an Immortal Guard was captured; with one wave, the gold-clothed man's Physical Body collapsed.

"Late Stage Soul Transformation!! He must be Late Stage Soul Transformation!!"

Wang Lin did not look at those Cultivators but looked at Sun Yunshan and smiled, "Brother Sun, long time no see."

Sun Yunshan sighed deeply and said bitterly, "Brother Wang, save me…"

Wang Lin's expression remained normal as he smiled, "Come in and talk!" As he spoke, he grabbed the black-clothed man on the ground with his right hand and walked into the Pagoda.

Sun Yunshan hesitated for a moment, then flew over and followed closely behind. In reality, the shock in his heart was not less than that of the other Cultivators, but even greater!

He remembered that before entering this Demon Spirit Land, Wang Lin's cultivation was only Middle Stage Nascent Soul Transformation, but now, in just a few short decades, Wang Lin had reached Soul Transformation. While this shocked him, the other person's figure could not help but become infinitely taller in his heart.

In mid-air, only those dozen or so Cultivators remained. They dared not leave, nor did they dare to attack. They stood in mid-air, their hearts filled with anxiety, each breath feeling like a year.

Inside the Pagoda, Wang Lin sat down cross-legged. He took out an ancient, simple round table from his Storage Pouch, along with a jar of fine wine, poured a cup for Sun Yunshan, and smiled, "Brother Sun, sit!"

Sun Yunshan stood rigidly to the side, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down opposite him, "Brother Wang… I…"

"Since you have come, if there is anything you need my help with, feel free to speak." Wang Lin smiled slightly, put down the wine jar, and looked at Sun Yunshan.

Sun Yunshan was silent. A moment later, he picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp. Then he grabbed the wine jar and drank directly from it. After drinking more than half the jar, he put it down. He looked at Wang Lin with burning eyes, exhaled deeply, and pointing at the sealed black-clothed man to the side, said in a deep voice, "Brother Wang, this person has no name. His identity is that of an Immortal Guard! He and I both come from an organization that calls itself the Cultivator Alliance!"

Wang Lin's expression remained normal as he said slowly, "Immortal Guard…"

Sun Yunshan took another large gulp of wine, his eyes slightly red, and said, "Within the Cultivator Alliance, there is a person who calls himself the Old Ancestor of the Immortal Realm. This person's cultivation is unfathomable, and the name 'Immortal Guard' was set by him. Furthermore, there are ten such Immortal Guards under the Old Ancestor, and their strength is roughly the same."

"Your battle with Demon General Mo Lihai in Ancient Demon City of Tianyao Prefecture back then caught the Old Ancestor's attention. For some unknown reason, he ordered people to capture you alive. When you were in Tianyao City, you must have encountered those people preparing to capture you. Afterward, you disappeared within Tianyao Prefecture, and the matter came to an end. However, a few months ago, someone somehow discovered you were here and reported it to the Old Ancestor, so he sent us to capture you again!"

Wang Lin's gaze tightened. He remembered that when he was in Tianyao City, some people had indeed appeared while he was listening to the zither music. The leader, in the end, had not hesitated to self-destruct the moment he was caught by Wang Lin. Wang Lin had kept that madness in his mind.

At the time, he had assumed they were sent by other Demon Generals, but hearing Sun Yunshan say this today, he realized it was someone else entirely.

Sun Yunshan clenched his fists and continued, "Brother Wang, you do not know this, but back then… back then, my younger sister somehow managed to come to this Demon Spirit Land. She was bewitched by that Old Ancestor and became a member of the Cultivator Alliance. Furthermore, after meeting me, she tricked me into joining this organization. When I realized something was wrong, the Old Ancestor appeared and, with just one Divine Ability, subdued all four of my Junior Martial Uncles… From then on, those four had their consciousnesses erased and became Puppets, and even I was planted with an Immortal Seed, unable to control my own actions."

Wang Lin's eyes exploded with a sharp gleam as he glanced at Sun Yunshan. With this glance, Sun Yunshan's Primordial Spirit immediately shook, almost as if it were about to collapse. He even had the feeling that everything inside and out of him, even all the secrets of his heart, were now completely and nakedly exposed to Wang Lin's eyes.

This feeling lasted only for an instant before it vanished, but Sun Yunshan was drenched in sweat, and his gaze toward Wang Lin revealed awe.

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and raised his right hand, pointing at Sun Yunshan's forehead from a distance. Immediately, lines of green markings emerged from between Sun Yunshan's eyebrows. These green markings had many veins, spreading from between his eyebrows and covering his entire body.

Wang Lin gave a soft sound of surprise, his face showing gravity. He looked carefully at the green markings, closed his eyes, and began to ponder.

Sun Yunshan was quite nervous at this moment. If this Immortal Seed could not be removed, then for the rest of his life, he would forever be controlled by the Old Ancestor and never be free.

After a long time, Wang Lin opened his eyes and said slowly, "That Old Ancestor calls this Restriction an 'Immortal Seed'?"

Sun Yunshan nodded hurriedly and said, "That's right. The Alliance Old Ancestor once said that this Immortal Seed was brought by him before the Immortal Realm collapsed. It is an item of the Immortal family, and apart from him, no one can remove it!"

A strange gleam appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, and he thought to himself, "The black-clothed man is called an Immortal Guard. This strange Restriction is called an Immortal Seed… And this Old Ancestor claims to come from the Immortal Realm… Could it be that Immortal Emperor Qing Lin…? Although this possibility is truly too small, this strange Restriction is indeed not an ordinary item. It emits a massive amount of Immortal Qi from within; it should be an item from the Immortal Realm, without a doubt!"

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then grabbed the void with his right hand. The Immortal Guard was lifted up by him from a distance. A trace of coldness appeared in Wang Lin's eyes as he pressed his right hand directly onto the person's crown. He unleashed the Soul Searching Technique!

If this black-clothed man were a true Soul Transformation Cultivator, Wang Lin would naturally not dare to be careless and perform Soul Searching on someone of the same rank. But this Immortal Guard had no Origin Qi in his body, and his Soul Transformation cultivation was, in truth, entirely bestowed by that shard of jade within his Primordial Spirit. His real cultivation was merely that of a Middle Stage Nascent Soul Transformation Cultivator.

During the Soul Searching, Wang Lin's expression gradually darkened. This Immortal Guard's memories were extremely short, existing only from after he became an Immortal Guard; as for his memories before that, they were a blank slate.

Wang Lin released his right hand and struck with a palm. The person's Primordial Spirit was immediately shaken out. Wang Lin's eyes revealed a cold look as he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Primordial Spirit fire, beginning to refine it right in front of Sun Yunshan.

Sun Yunshan watched this scene, and while his heart was shocked, it was filled even more with infinite awe and fear.

While refining, Wang Lin swept his gaze across Sun Yunshan's face and then withdrew it. He had his own reasons for doing this; the Alliance Old Ancestor's background was strange, and Wang Lin certainly could not believe everything Sun Yunshan said based on mere words. Some necessary deterrence and precautions were still needed.

The Immortal Guard's Primordial Spirit was quickly refined. The fingernail-sized shard of jade within his Primordial Spirit shimmered with a bright, crystalline color and floated in front of Wang Lin. He stared at the jade shard, his eyes showing deep thought.

Although this jade shard did not emit any Immortal Qi, when Wang Lin swept it with his Divine Sense, he immediately discovered that it contained a massive, unimaginable amount of Immortal Qi. This Immortal Qi could not be absorbed because it seemed to contain a strand of consciousness!

"A Cultivator's Primordial Spirit fused with this jade shard can produce a Cultivator equivalent to Early Stage Soul Transformation. However, the success rate of this Fusion must be extremely low; otherwise, the Old Ancestor would not only have ten Immortal Guards!"

"Furthermore, this Fusion is probably not as simple as just fusing with the jade shard on the surface. The key must be the strand of consciousness it contains! Only by fusing with that consciousness can true compatibility be achieved!" A look of deep thought flashed through Wang Lin's eyes.

If the Old Ancestor of the Cultivator Alliance knew of Wang Lin's inner thoughts, he would surely be greatly shocked. He had spent a very long time back then slowly figuring this out, but right now, Wang Lin had almost guessed seven or eight tenths of it just through some deductions!

"Where is the Cultivator Alliance located?" Wang Lin's eyes revealed a cold glint as he said slowly.