Chapter 857: Famous Throughout Luotian, Vitality

The earth trembled. Wang Lin could clearly feel a fluctuation emanating from deep underground, and this fluctuation was what caused the ground to shake.

This fluctuation was extremely powerful, spreading across the land and instantly causing the entire Donglin Star to undergo a massive tremor!

"What is the matter…" A calm voice instantly echoed between heaven and earth, accompanied by a wave of ancient, weathered Qi, as if the voice did not come from underground but instead pierced through the Void and time itself, emerging from the Ancient Cultivation World of countless tens of thousands of years ago.

Qing Shui's right eye flashed with red light. He looked down at the ground ahead, his expression unchanged.

"The war between Luotian and the Alliance has already begun. This person ranked first in the Immortal Sealing ceremony and obtained the promise of my Xiang Family. However, what he seeks is beyond this Junior's ability to accomplish. I hope the Ancestor can perform the Qixi Art once!" the elder surnamed Xiang respectfully said.

The moment Xiang Yundong's words fell, Wang Lin immediately felt an unimaginable Divine Sense suddenly lock onto him. In his shock, he forcefully suppressed the urge to retreat, doing his best to calm himself.

This Divine Sense felt truly powerful to him, but it was unable to see through his entire body. Within the Third Eye in his glabella, the power originating from the Origin permeated his entire being at this moment.

The Divine Sense swept over him and then immediately retracted.

"Let him come down alone!" The ancient voice echoed. The ground ahead immediately trembled even more violently, and amidst a booming sound, a fissure suddenly opened up on the surface, revealing a deep ravine.

Xiang Yundong quickly agreed, turning to look at Wang Lin. Originally, he only had half confidence in this trip, as the Ancestor's temper was eccentric and unpredictable. Even if this matter was the Xiang Family's promise to the Immortal Sealer, the Ancestor would not take it seriously.

Now that the Ancestor had agreed, Xiang Yundong smiled slightly and said, "Xu Mu, go down. I will wait for you here."

Wang Lin nodded and looked toward Qing Shui.

Qing Shui's right eye flashed with red light, and he calmly said, "If anyone dares to harm you, every surname on this Donglin Star shall drown in blood." Although his voice was faint, the Evil Qi within it caused Xiang Yundong to frown and smile bitterly without speaking.

Gratitude appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. In his life, he was grateful to few people: Situ, Zhou Yi, Duntian… and now, there was one more: Qing Shui!

Wang Lin took a deep breath, cupped his fists toward Qing Shui and Xiang Yundong, turned, stepped into the ravine, and descended!

The ravine was vast. Wang Lin continuously descended within it, his eyes gleaming. The surrounding walls were smooth, but there was no Vitality inside; everything exuded Death Qi.

As he continued to descend, the Death Qi grew denser, eventually almost permeating the surroundings, seemingly solidifying, making Wang Lin feel extremely uncomfortable.

He felt like a flame wrapped in a gust of Yin Wind, which could be extinguished at any moment by the wind's assault.

The dense Death Qi gradually took on a violent feeling as Wang Lin descended. Amidst bursts of coldness, it frantically drilled into Wang Lin's body. If it were anyone else, their body would surely stiffen instantly, and their life fire would be in danger.

But when Wang Lin took the first step in cultivation, the Concept he cultivated was the Dao of Life and Death Reincarnation, and the Cultivation Technique he practiced early on was the Yellow Springs Ascending Aperture Art. Thus, he was very familiar with Death Qi.

At this moment, the Primordial Power circulated within his body, and outside his body, the form of the Yin and Yang Twin Fish materialized, slowly rotating. This pushed the dense Death Qi away from him, allowing him to avoid overly severe harm.

The ravine was very deep, seemingly endless. Wang Lin descended quickly, yet even after half an incense stick of time, he still hadn't reached the bottom. His expression was calm as he silently circulated the Primordial Power within his body, opening his Karma Dao Concept and integrating it into the surroundings.

After a long time, as the Death Qi grew denser, even the rotation of the Yin and Yang Twin Fish was affected, becoming slower and slower. Then, his body shook, and his feet finally touched the ground.

What unfolded before him was a passage. The passage was pitch black, devoid of any light. Even with Wang Lin's cultivation, he could not see clearly, only vaguely making out the general shape.

"Come here!" The ancient voice echoed within the silent passage, filled with a strange sensation. Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then firmness appeared in his eyes. He lifted his feet and walked forward along the passage.

The passage was not long. After walking for half an incense stick's time, Wang Lin reached the end. The sight before him caused his pupils to violently contract!

Human heads!

Dense, boundless human heads!

In front of this passage was an extremely vast space. Looking into the distance, there was no end in sight, only infinite white skulls and human heads, emitting bone-chilling coldness.

Everything before him was clearly a Sea of Human Heads!

Even with Wang Lin's composure, his scalp felt numb at this moment, and his body involuntarily retreated two steps, his face showing shock.

There were simply too many human heads here, so many that they were impossible to count. Just one glance would cause one's mind to tremble violently. Extremely dense Death Qi had transformed into a storm here, howling and spreading at the center of the Sea of Human Heads.

Under the impact of this Death Qi, Wang Lin immediately felt a sense of suffocation. The shock in his eyes reached its Peak at that instant.

At the center of the Sea of Human Heads, within the storm, a platform constructed of human heads held an earthy yellow coffin. The wood of this coffin was somewhat decayed, but an almost frantic aura emanated from within it.

"What is your name?" The ancient voice came from within the coffin, echoing around.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his mind and the suffocation caused by the permeating Death Qi. He respectfully cupped his fists and said, "Junior Xu Mu pays respects to Senior!"

"It is you who wants this old man to perform the Qixi Art?" The aged voice gave no hint of emotion, but a sense of coercion permeated the surroundings.

"That is correct!" Wang Lin composed himself and said calmly.

"This old man can help you, but the Xiang Family's promise alone is not enough. I want half of your Vitality!"

The ancient voice transformed into Divine Thought, and the moment it was transmitted, the surrounding Death Qi became even denser at that instant.

Even the infinite human heads within the surrounding Sea of Human Heads moved in unison as this sentence echoed, and eerie lights immediately shone in the eye sockets of every skull.

This scene was too bizarre. In Wang Lin's view, all the skulls ahead seemed to open their eyes at this moment, possessing sentience, and streams of Eerie Light instantly converged upon him.

The instant these countless gazes fell upon him, the Vitality within Wang Lin's body immediately collapsed and dissipated over a large area. Half of his black hair instantly turned snow-white.

Wang Lin's appearance instantly aged from that of a young man at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

A weakness he had never experienced before welled up from the bottom of Wang Lin's heart at this moment. His cultivation was undamaged, but this feeling of weakness lingered persistently.

"Take out the person you wish to revive!" The voice of the Xiang Family Ancestor slowly drifted over.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then slapped his Storage Pouch. The Restriction light sphere wrapping Li Muwan's Nascent Soul immediately flew out. However, the moment this light sphere appeared and was about to land in Wang Lin's palm, an oppressive surge of Death Qi immediately rushed over, sweeping up the Restriction light sphere and heading straight for the storm at the center.

In this instant, Wang Lin forgot everything, forgetting the insurmountable gap between himself and the opponent. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and the Third Eye in his glabella flashed with red light.

"What are you doing!!" Wang Lin roared, charging out directly, chasing after the Death Qi that was carrying Li Muwan!

A cold snort came from within the coffin, and immediately, another surge of Death Qi coiled around, directly wrapping toward Wang Lin. Wang Lin, in this instant, seemed to go mad. He opened his Third Eye in his glabella without hesitation, and a fan-shaped flash of red light instantly landed on the coiled Death Qi.

Instantly, the Death Qi completely collapsed. Wang Lin, moving with lightning speed, shot straight toward the Restriction light sphere wrapping Li Muwan!

"Noisy! This old man has taken half of your Vitality, and I will perform the Qixi Art!" The aged voice echoed. Wang Lin had no choice but to stop, staring at the coffin ahead, a cold light visible in his eyes.

Under the winding Death Qi, the Restriction light sphere wrapping Li Muwan collapsed with a bang. To Wang Lin's relief, Li Muwan's Nascent Soul inside was completely unharmed, floating calmly in mid-air.

"So it is a wisp of a Remnant Nascent Soul, completely devoid of Vitality, forcibly kept in the world! No wonder you came here begging this old man to perform the Qixi Art!"

Wang Lin remained silent, staring at the coffin ahead without speaking.

"However, if this old man were at his Peak back then, performing the Qixi Art could restore this Remnant Nascent Soul, and even barely wake her up. But now, this old man only has thirty percent confidence!" As he spoke, many human heads in the surrounding Sea of Human Heads immediately flashed with Eerie Light, and streams of Death Qi instantly permeated the air, wrapping around Wang Lin's entire body.

Wang Lin did not resist. Under the Death Qi's embrace, strands of Vitality were immediately drawn out from his body. This Vitality was Wang Lin's Lifespan!

As the Vitality dissipated, Wang Lin's hair turned completely white and began falling out in large clumps. His body gradually withered, and his skin became covered in wrinkles.

His appearance also rapidly aged from middle-age, turning him into a weathered old man after a few breaths of time. Traces of his former self were still faintly visible in his features.

Wang Lin's eyes dimmed. The feeling of weakness multiplied several times over at this moment. Vaguely, he seemed to feel a summons from the Void Realm.

It was as if a power was beckoning him, wanting to take him away.

Having cultivated the Dao for a millennium up until now, how could Wang Lin not understand what this power was… This was the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation. His Lifespan was running low, and the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation had begun its summons. Just like Li Muwan back then, when her Lifespan was exhausted, her spirit would perish!

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