Chapter 621: Zhou Yi’s Location

These finger-sized flying insects varied in color and were unpredictable. When they scattered into a dense cloud, it was even more so; if one looked with the naked eye, it was almost impossible to distinguish the dense cloud from the surrounding cliff walls. Often, in the blink of an eye, the dense cloud formed by countless flying insects would pounce.

After these flying insects appeared, they immediately scattered, splitting into five groups, and rushed towards everyone.

Du Jian's face changed drastically, turning deathly pale. He had witnessed the power of these flying insects before; his Puppet had been burrowed into by these insects in an instant, devouring its flesh, blood, and soul.

At this moment, he unhesitatingly slapped his Storage Pouch, and a life-saving Jade Slip given by Tian Yunzi appeared in his hand. He had used this Jade Slip, which offered three chances to save his life, once long ago; this was his second time.

A seven-colored light burst from the Jade Slip, enveloping Du Jian's entire body. The moment the seven-colored light appeared, all the flying insects stopped scattering and instead swarmed him, completely surrounding Du Jian. Immediately, cracking sounds emanated from the seven-colored light.

Hearing these sounds, Du Jian's scalp immediately tingled. He immediately shouted loudly, "Save me, Senior Brother Murong, save me!"

Murong Zhuo hesitated slightly, then formed a Hand Seal with his right hand and pressed it forward. As the immortal power circulated within him, a Hand Seal emitting black Qi appeared on his right hand. With a slap, this black Qi Hand Seal, accompanied by a whistling sound that seemed to tear through space, shot directly towards the flying insects trapping Du Jian.

With a loud boom, the black Qi Hand Seal actually passed through the flying insects. Even Du Jian, who was enveloped within, seemed transparent, as the black Qi Hand Seal passed through his body and directly imprinted itself on the cliff wall behind him.

This bizarre scene immediately made Murong Zhuo pause, and his expression turned gloomy. He stared intently at the flying insects, his face extremely grim.

As for Zhao Yixuan, her pretty face gazed at the flying insects, a hint of profoundness in her eyes. Xu Fei, beside her, had a flicker of thought in her eyes, but it vanished almost instantly, because Wang Lin's gaze seemed to casually sweep over her.

All of this happened in an extremely short time. After Wang Lin saw that Murong Zhuo's Divine Ability was ignored by the flying insects, his eyes instantly lit up!

Murong Zhuo stepped forward, forming Hand Seals with both hands, and a series of Divine Abilities were unleashed, transforming into various attacks that constantly flashed forth. But without exception, all of them passed through the flying insects.

The cracking sounds continued, and the seven-colored light around Du Jian rapidly dimmed.

A hint of despair appeared in Du Jian's eyes, but at this moment, his mind suddenly cleared. He abruptly looked at Wang Lin and anxiously shouted, "Wang Lin, I know some of Master's secrets! Save me, and I'll tell you everything!"

Wang Lin completely ignored this person. He stared at the flying insects, lost in thought. In his opinion, these flying insects were extremely strange; when they appeared, they were about to scatter and attack everyone, but upon seeing the seven-colored light on Du Jian, they immediately converged.

"If these flying insects finish devouring Senior Brother Du, they will definitely target us. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid we won't have another chance," Zhao Yixuan said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Just then, the seven-colored light around Du Jian's body suddenly shattered. Under the shock of his mind, Du Jian immediately unleashed his last life-saving Divine Ability. The Jade Slip shattered, turning into flying ash and dissipating.

But the cracking sounds, like a death knell, echoed continuously within Du Jian's heart, growing more and more urgent.

"Wang Lin!!! I know the secret of Sun Yun from your Purple Lineage back then! I know why he betrayed Master! Save me, and I'll tell you everything!" Du Jian gritted his teeth and revealed his greatest secret.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual. He glanced at Du Jian, raised his right hand, and with a wave, an extremely bright Golden Light immediately appeared in his hand. This Golden Light was one of the Eleven Golden Talismans from within that Immortal Cave.

This Golden Light shone brightly, like the sun, emitting a myriad of golden rays that dispelled all the surrounding darkness. In this instant, the flying insects surrounding Du Jian buzzed violently, rapidly changing direction and heading straight for the Golden Talisman in Wang Lin's hand.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed; he knew his judgment was correct. These flying insects were extremely sensitive to light, or rather, they loved to devour brightness!

Wang Lin retreated a few steps, slapped his Storage Pouch, and a crystal-clear brush appeared in his hand. With a wave, several Runes immediately appeared, flashing with Golden Light. The flying insects immediately split into several groups, each pouncing on a Rune and continuously devouring it.

Wang Lin's Immortal Pen continuously moved in his right hand, and Runes were formed one after another.

The actual number of flying insects was not too many, only a few hundred. However, their finger-sized bodies and illusory forms made them appear numerous. They surrounded more than ten Runes, continuously devouring them.

This scene stunned everyone, especially Zhao Yixuan and Xu Fei. For the first time, both women showed the same expression in their eyes: shock!

This identical expression fell into Wang Lin's eyes, and his mind trembled. He finally understood why he had that strange feeling when looking at the two women. But at this moment, he had no time to ponder this matter. With a flicker of his body, he immediately arrived beside the equally shocked Du Jian and grabbed him with a large hand.

Du Jian was, after all, Tian Yunzi's Disciple. As the seventh in the Red Lineage, although he had not reached Soul Transformation, his Divine Abilities also had astonishing aspects. In this moment of crisis, he fiercely bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of Primordial Spirit Essence Blood.

This blood seemed to boil in mid-air, forming granular shapes. If it landed on one's body, even with Wang Lin's cultivation, his Physical Body would be melted into Deep Pits.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. The fresh blood spat out by Du Jian was immediately swept aside with a flick of his sleeve. This Divine Ability, which integrated essence blood into the Primordial Spirit, was not complex; almost all Cultivators knew it. However, this move was most damaging to the Primordial Spirit, essentially killing the enemy by harming oneself.

Du Jian seized this opportunity to immediately retreat. He slapped his Storage Pouch, and black fleshy tumors appeared in his hand.

His eyes showed reluctance. Although these fleshy tumors were ugly, they were Filthy Flesh that he had painstakingly refined over many years. If a Cultivator even touched a speck of this item, their entire body would immediately become defiled. It was an extremely malicious Divine Ability Magic Treasure.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and threw them all out. These fleshy tumors immediately exploded in mid-air with bangs, and a putrid smell instantly assailed Wang Lin.

The cold glint in Wang Lin's eyes intensified. As he stepped forward, a Yellow Springs emerged with a flick of his right finger, sweeping away the spraying filthy碎肉 and engulfing them.

The Yellow Springs was originally the most defiled river in the world. The fleshy tumors entering the Yellow Springs not only did not weaken its power but made it even stronger.

Du Jian was indeed very strong among those of the same rank. This Magic Treasure of fleshy tumors could make him invincible. However, in Wang Lin's eyes, with his Dao Concept, Du Jian's cultivation was not qualified, unless he could make up his mind, Break through his mental barriers, and take that step to Soul Transformation.

With unstoppable momentum, Wang Lin's right hand flashed like lightning and grabbed Du Jian, whose eyes were filled with despair. He asked no questions. As immortal power circulated within him, he immediately Sealed Du Jian's Primordial Spirit, severing its connection with his Physical Body. Then, he slapped his Storage Pouch, and the Restriction Banner in his hand, with a wave, transformed into countless Restrictions, enveloping Du Jian, forming a sphere of Restrictions just like Yao Xixue's, which Wang Lin then threw into his Storage Pouch.

All of this, Wang Lin did cleanly and swiftly. Even if Murong Zhuo wanted to speak, it was too late.

Wang Lin turned around, and with a flick of his Immortal Pen, the Golden Talismans immediately flew back, circling around Wang Lin's body. The flying insects on them, at this moment, completely ignored external matters, single-mindedly devouring the Golden Light emanating from the Golden Talismans.

However, this Golden Light seemed endless; no matter how much they devoured, it did not diminish in the slightest.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his left index finger pointed out. The Finger of Annihilation whistled as it passed directly through one of the Golden Talismans, as if without any obstruction.

This obvious scene, coupled with Murong Zhuo's previous Divine Abilities all missing their mark, immediately attracted the attention of Zhao and Xu, the two women. Murong Zhuo's eyes even showed a hint of surprise, and he said in a deep voice, "Ignoring Divine Abilities!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of greed immediately flashed in Zhao Yixuan's eyes. As for Xu Fei, her expression was as usual, but her pupils constricted. Only Murong Zhuo, though surprised, showed no covetous thoughts.

"Fellow Daoists, let us continue!" Wang Lin's expression was as usual. The more than ten Golden Talismans surrounded by flying insects around his body gave Wang Lin a deeply shocking feeling at this moment.

Wang Lin's body sank, and he continued to fly downwards. Murong Zhuo said nothing, doing the same. As for Zhao and Xu, the two women, after a slight hesitation, also followed behind, but they kept their distance from Wang Lin, clearly quite wary.

"Ignoring Divine Abilities, huh…" Wang Lin secretly shook his head as he flew. He didn't believe that there could be such Yao Beasts in this world that ignored Divine Abilities, let alone these flying insects. If there truly were Divine Abilities that were ignored, it could only mean that the Divine Ability was not strong!

Wang Lin condensed a wisp of Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi in his right hand and gently touched one of the flying insects. The insect immediately trembled but did not die.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He only had one wisp of Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi left, and using that less than one percent of a wisp for a test was already his limit.

The four continued to descend into the Tidal Abyss. Several difficult passages that Wang Lin had identified with his crystal were overcome one by one, albeit slowly, with him and Murong Zhuo working together.

In this, Zhao Yixuan and Xu Fei also contributed quite a bit, especially Zhao Yixuan. This woman's Divine Ability was extremely strange; often, when she attacked, no clues were visible, but the power was unleashed silently.

In comparison, Xu Fei seemed somewhat lacking, but ever since Wang Lin had suspicions, he observed carefully along the way, and the more he watched, the more certain he became.

"I didn't expect to see someone from that School here…" Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, no longer bothering with the two women.

As long as they didn't provoke him, he wasn't willing to expose their secret affairs.

As for Murong Zhuo, his Divine Abilities made Wang Lin look sideways. His Divine Abilities were extremely complex; from beginning to end, Wang Lin hadn't even seen him use the same Divine Ability twice.

Wang Lin mused that with his cultivation, he could win against this person, but if he didn't use Magic Treasures, he would still have to suffer injuries to win. But how could this person not have Magic Treasures?

If this person's escape Divine Ability was as strange as that of the short old man back then, then if he wanted to escape, Wang Lin wouldn't be able to catch him.

"The short old man's Primordial Spirit is locked in my Revered Soul Banner. After rescuing Zhou Yi and dealing with the matters of this Tidal Abyss, I need to settle down and properly Cultivate these Divine Abilities!"

With Murong Zhuo's cooperation, the two of them finally arrived at the middle-lower part of the Tidal Abyss on this day. Wang Lin's mind was slightly agitated, but he suppressed it. Further down, even Bellow's crystal couldn't see everything clearly, only a rough outline.

However, Wang Lin's goal was very close. The main body of Zhou Yi, which the ancient Yao Bellow had sensed, was right here! However, its exact location was difficult to pinpoint even with Bellow's power.

"Brother Murong, I have other matters to attend to and will not continue with you," Wang Lin said, cupping his fists. He pondered for a moment, glanced at the calm-faced Murong Zhuo, and then added, "During this trip to the Tidal Abyss, I am very pleased to have met Brother Murong. If Brother Murong ever needs anything from me in the future, please do not hesitate to say so!"

Given Wang Lin's character, saying such words was extremely rare. Although Murong Zhuo had been silent throughout the journey, he never hesitated when it was time to act, and there was no greed in his eyes when facing treasures.

Without a deep friendship, Wang Lin didn't say much more. Murong Zhuo showed a rare smile, nodded to Wang Lin, said nothing, and flew downwards.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then sent a sound transmission to Murong Zhuo: "Brother Murong, be careful of Zhao and Xu. If I'm not mistaken, they should be from the Corpse Yin Sect. One of them must be a corpse possessed by a Primordial Spirit!"

Murong Zhuo did not look at Zhao and Xu, nor did he show any change in expression, as if he hadn't heard Wang Lin's sound transmission, and flew deeper. However, his gaze, unnoticed by anyone, flickered imperceptibly, and he secretly became vigilant.

The Corpse Yin Sect, he had heard of it. The power of this sect far exceeded that of ordinary Cultivation Planets. Almost on every Cultivation Planet, there would be branches of the Corpse Yin Sect; their influence was too vast!

Zhao Yixuan and Xu Fei bade farewell to Wang Lin and also flew downwards. However, Xu Fei, while lowering her head, casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her right hand. A broken strand of hair drifted down, gently sticking to the nearby cliff wall.

After the three figures had disappeared into the distance, a cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. His gaze fell upon the distant cliff wall crevice. With a call of his right hand, that short strand of hair floated into his hand, where he pinched it between two fingers!

"It seems the warning wasn't enough!" Wang Lin snorted coldly. With a rub of his two fingers, green flames immediately ignited on the hair. A wisp of Divine Sense emanated from it; before it could solidify into form, Wang Lin directly opened his mouth and spat out a stream of primordial spirit qi. With a blow, that wisp of Divine Sense immediately collapsed.

Below the Tidal Abyss, Xu Fei, who was flying, trembled, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. A hint of horror appeared in her eyes.