Chapter 622: The Place of the Seal (Second Update)

Crushing the strand of black hair that contained a trace of the opponent's barely detectable Divine Sense, Wang Lin's eyes revealed a coldness. The opponent's Divine Sense was hidden extremely deeply; even he, had he not already been paying attention to Xu Fei, might have easily overlooked and missed this Divine Sense.

"The Divine Ability of the Corpse Yin Sect is truly astonishing. Their ability to conceal Divine Sense is especially hard to detect. I must pay closer attention in the future. That woman named Xu Fei, who can attach her Divine Sense to a strand of hair, is clearly the main body. If that is the case, then Zhao Yixuan must be the Corpse Puppet…"

A trace of contemplation flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Speaking of which, his ability to recognize Xu Fei's identity was related to Sun Tai, the servant Zhou Yi had forcibly given him back then.

Sun Tai had a Corpse Puppet. This Corpse Puppet was just a young boy, but he was exceptionally nimble and possessed strong cultivation. The relationship between Sun Tai and the young boy was also quite unique; it seemed not to be a simple manipulation of a Corpse Puppet, but rather two different individuals.

Thinking of Sun Tai's Corpse Puppet, Wang Lin couldn't help but think of Situ Nan. Situ Nan had occupied the Physical Body of that young boy.

"Situ Nan, I wonder where he is now. He must be living his life as a Mortal Prince on some Cultivation Planet…" A trace of recollection appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. In this moment, he was no longer the murderous fiend, but a Mortal thinking of a friend.

"And there is Sun Tai. He is the Grand Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect on the Vermilion Bird Star. He was thrown into the starry sky by the Divine Ability of the Giant Demon Race Old Ancestor. I wonder where he is now."

Wang Lin took a deep breath, put away his thoughts, and looked intently at the surrounding branch rifts of the abyss. There were dozens of rifts here, none of which emitted Zhou Yi's aura, requiring Wang Lin to search them one by one.

"Senior Zhou Yi was Sealed in this Demon Spirit Land by Sword Venerable Ling Tianhou. Therefore, the sealed rift must contain Ling Tianhou's aura!" Wang Lin's gaze sharpened, and he spread out his Divine Sense, checking the surroundings one by one.

It wasn't long before Wang Lin's brow gradually furrowed.

He checked all the surrounding rifts, but there was no sign of Zhou Yi's presence.

Wang Lin's expression was gloomy. He patted his Storage Pouch, and the crystal given by the Ancient Demon Bellow appeared in his hand. Wang Lin integrated his Divine Sense into it. A moment later, his brow furrowed even tighter, and he withdrew his Divine Sense from the crystal.

"If Bellow wasn't lying, then the location he investigated for Zhou Yi is right here!" Contemplation appeared in Wang Lin's eyes.

"Bellow shouldn't deceive me over something so trivial to him; it holds no meaning for him… If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't need such despicable methods; he could just attack directly. After all, his most important task right now is to devour the other Seven Demons… Unless… unless this person tricked me here by lying, preparing to use someone else to kill me!" A cold light burst from Wang Lin's eyes. After flickering a few times, he swept his Divine Sense around again, secretly shaking his head.

"If he had said Zhou Yi was at the very bottom of the Tidal Abyss, the possibility of using someone else to kill me might be higher, but this current location is extremely ordinary…"

While pondering, Wang Lin spread his Divine Sense again. This time, he was even more serious than before, meticulously searching all the rifts. Unfortunately, the result was the same.

Wang Lin fell silent. After a few breaths, he patted his Storage Pouch. The Revered Soul Banner was in his hand. With a shake, thousands of powerful souls immediately flew out from within. Under Wang Lin's mental control, these souls instantly scattered, drilling into every rift.

Wang Lin closed his eyes, his Primordial Spirit attached to these souls, as if he were personally inspecting them, thoroughly searching inside every rift.

This time, his search was even more thorough, leaving virtually no trace unchecked.

After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the thousands of souls flew back. Wang Lin opened his eyes, his expression very grim.

"I searched carefully through every rift here, high and low, but there is no aura of Zhou Yi! Could it be that the Ancient Demon Bellow truly deceived me on this matter!" Wang Lin flicked his sleeve, cold light flashing in his eyes, but immediately, his gaze focused.

"No! If I were Ling Tianhou, I wouldn't Seal someone within these obvious rifts. If I were Ling Tianhou…" Contemplation appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi surged through his body, circulating within, borrowing a trace of Ling Tianhou's Concept contained within the Sword Qi.

The contemplation in Wang Lin's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a gaze filled with Dominance.

Ling Tianhou's Concept was Dominance, using his own Dominance to resist the Heavenly Dao, living his life as he pleased. As the Sword Qi circulated within Wang Lin, the dominant look in his eyes grew stronger.

"If I were to Seal a Sword Spirit that had troubled me for a long time… I wouldn't simply Seal it. Instead, I would force it to submit, to submit beneath my Dominance. If it refused, I would Seal it for a thousand years. If it still refused, then ten thousand years. If it still refused, I would destroy its spiritual body and refine it into a Magic Treasure, forcing it to submit to me!

I wouldn't choose these obvious rifts. If I truly had to choose this location for the Seal, there must be a necessary reason to be here… If I were sealing someone, I would choose…" The Dominance in Wang Lin's eyes intensified, like a proud lord surveying his domain. His gaze swept over the empty spaces between the rifts, checking them one by one.

The dominant look in his eyes gradually vanished. Large beads of sweat trickled from his forehead. The moment all traces of Dominance disappeared, Wang Lin's body swayed, and his face turned pale.

"The Concept within Ling Tianhou's Sword Qi is too dominant. Merely borrowing it for a little insight nearly caused me injury." Wang Lin took a deep breath. Activating the Immortal Power within his body, he patted his Storage Pouch. The Immortal Sword immediately flew out, followed by the Curved Blade.

Wang Lin gripped the Immortal Sword with his right hand, stepped forward, and abruptly spun around. The Immortal Sword in his hand immediately emitted surging Sword Qi. As he swept it horizontally, a Sword Qi vortex instantly formed, centered around Wang Lin.

"Break!" Wang Lin roared softly. His body suddenly stopped. In that instant, the vortex Sword Qi rushed outwards violently with a bang. The Sword Qi crisscrossed, and cracks immediately appeared on the walls of the abyss on both sides. Amidst continuous cracking sounds, these fissures multiplied, eventually covering almost all positions up and down for a hundred zhang.

"Split!" Wang Lin's voice sounded like crashing thunder, echoing all around. The walls of the abyss on both sides instantly shattered, and large chunks of broken rock mixed with soil all fell away.

The abyss within a hundred zhang was forcibly swept by Wang Lin's Sword Qi, shaking down an inch of material.

Wang Lin's gaze flashed. He wielded the Immortal Sword again, spreading the Sword Qi. Repeating this process, the walls of the abyss on both sides rapidly receded. After half the time it takes an incense stick to burn, a subtle gap was faintly revealed in one of the blank spaces, and a faint, almost imperceptible aura emanated from the opening.

This aura was not Zhou Yi's, but contained extreme Dominance.

Wang Lin formed a Seal with his right hand and pointed forward. The Immortal Sword immediately whistled out, followed closely by the Curved Blade, heading straight for the gap. They flew rapidly around it, causing a large amount of debris to fall away. In the blink of an eye, a hidden branch rift, buried three zhang deep beneath the abyss wall, appeared before Wang Lin.

This opening was not large, only half a zhang high, and pitch black inside. The moment Wang Lin's Divine Sense probed inward, it was violently slammed back by an overwhelmingly dominant Divine Thought.

Due to this collision, Wang Lin's body was instantly thrown backward, slamming directly into the opposite wall of the abyss. With a bang, the abyss wall behind him immediately developed numerous fracture lines, and Wang Lin's body was forcefully embedded within it.

A mouthful of blood surged up from within his body and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, cold light showing in his eyes. Moving his body, he flew out from the wall. With this movement, Wang Lin's face became even paler; the previous collision with the Divine Thought had nearly caused his Primordial Spirit to collapse!

If he hadn't reached Soul Transformation, this simple collision could have instantly shattered his Primordial Spirit!

"So powerful!" Wang Lin stared at the opening. He didn't know how deep it was inside, but he was certain now that Zhou Yi was definitely inside!

Because the Divine Thought that just came out belonged to only one person: Ling Tianhou!

"A mere remnant Divine Thought can kill Cultivators below Soul Transformation. Just what Realm of cultivation has this Ling Tianhou reached!

Great Perfection of Soul Transformation marks the end of the First Step of cultivation. Only by passing the trials of the two Realms of Yin and Yang, Void and Reality, can one step into the Second Step of cultivation, which is the three Realms of nirvana shattering!

The three Realms of nirvana shattering—Nirvana Scrutiny, Nirvana Cleansing, and nirvana shattering—each Realm is divided into four stages: Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage, and Perfection. Tian Yunzi once said he was near the end of the Second Step. I will tentatively assume he is in the Early Stage of the third nirvana shattering Realm. Ling Tianhou and Tian Yunzi have been opponents for tens of thousands of years, so Ling Tianhou certainly wouldn't be far behind; he is very likely in the Great Perfection of the second Nirvana Cleansing Realm…"

A trace of determination appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. Compared to people like Ling Tianhou and Tian Yunzi, his cultivation was truly insignificant, not even having reached Perfection in the First Step of cultivation. But Wang Lin possessed determination. Ever since he stepped into the Cultivation World in his youth, he had relied almost entirely on his own efforts to reach his current level step by step, becoming a Soul Transformation Expert!

Although Soul Transformation Experts might seem like ants in the eyes of Cultivators who have reached the Second Step of cultivation, achieving Soul Transformation within the First Step is equivalent to becoming a Regional Lord!

Wang Lin took a deep breath and tapped his glabella. One Hundred Thousand strands of slaughter qi immediately transformed into the Mark of Life, spreading throughout his body. To be precise, it wasn't a true One Hundred Thousand, but one strand short. That final strand was extracted by Wang Lin and integrated into his mind.

This way, he could truly make the Mark of Life endlessly regenerating, unless an attack could shatter the final strand integrated into his Primordial Spirit!

Patting his Storage Pouch, the Demon Armor transformed into black threads, circulating outside Wang Lin's body. As Devilish Qi spread out in waves, it formed armor, enveloping him.

More than ten Golden Talismans surrounded by flying insects slowly drifted around Wang Lin, adding another layer of protection.

Having done all this, Wang Lin pondered briefly, then took the Revered Soul Banner out of his Storage Pouch. The black banner cloth rolled out, forming a large black cloud that enveloped Wang Lin, with Hundreds of Millions of souls roaring within it.

Determination flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He stepped forward and headed straight for the one zhang sized opening!

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Second update, delivered.