Chapter 966: Alliance Secrets, Second Clone (Part 1)

“This object is ominous!” This was the first thought that surfaced in Wang Lin's mind as he stared at the black stone statue.

His right index finger shot out like lightning, instantly descending towards the black stone statue's glabella. At this moment, black light immediately flickered in the black stone statue's eyes, and a strange rune formed on its glabella.

This rune emitted swirling black mist, containing a peculiar power within it that merged with the rune, immediately blocking Wang Lin's right hand as it descended.

Wang Lin's right index finger collided with the rune without any hesitation. Immediately, ripples and distortions appeared at the point of contact. The moment these ripples appeared, the peculiar power that had merged into Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit when his Divine Sense spread out earlier, seemed to awaken, transforming into a patch of black ink that instantly permeated Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit.

Wang Lin's eyes revealed a cold glint. He had long felt that this black stone statue was strange, and now, after testing it, it was indeed as he expected. With a cold snort, the Ancient God's Leather Armor on his Primordial Spirit suddenly emitted waves of green light!

At the same time, his Primordial Spirit of the Primordial Thunder Dragon let out a muffled roar from within his body. Under its furious roar, countless bolts of lightning suddenly materialized in the sky above the valley where Wang Lin was located.

It wasn't just this valley; looking out, in this instant, the sky above the entire Huoyao Prefecture was instantly filled with the roar of endless lightning under the rumbling thunder.

This sudden change immediately caused the people of the Soul Refining Tribe in Huoyao Prefecture to look up, revealing their confusion.

As the thunderous roars echoed through heaven and earth, not only Huoyao Prefecture, but even the surrounding Demon Prefectures were filled with lightning. Countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky, emitting waves of thunderous might between heaven and earth.

In almost an instant, nearly half of the Demon Spirit Land was filled with lightning. Under this shocking change, the aboriginals of the Demon Spirit Land immediately became panicked.

Even those whose cultivation had reached the level of Demon General or Demon Marshal showed terror in their eyes, staring intently at the sky. They could vaguely sense that this sky-filling lightning was definitely not naturally occurring; it should be caused by a Divine Ability!

All of this sounds long, but in reality, it only took a few breaths of time. As the Primordial Spirit of the Primordial Thunder Dragon roared within Wang Lin's body, the lightning that permeated half of the Demon Spirit Land instantly moved in unison, like countless silver snakes dancing, heading straight for the capital valley of Huoyao Prefecture.

The flashing lightning caused earth-shattering rumbling sounds, as if the heavens were enraged, sending down punishment upon this valley. If one were to look down from the sky, they would see the countless roaring bolts of lightning converging, ultimately merging completely into Wang Lin's body in the valley!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the continuous thunder, as streaks of lightning entered his body, Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit of the Primordial Thunder Dragon immediately roared. Large swathes of lightning glow moved across his Primordial Spirit, engaging in a desperate battle with the black ink!

Although the black ink was tenacious, under this endless lightning, it was still close to collapsing. After all, the peculiar power that formed this black ink, which had merged into Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit, was not much, especially under Wang Lin's vigilance. This peculiar power was almost immediately enveloped by his Primordial Spirit power as soon as it merged into his Primordial Spirit.

Retreating steadily, the black ink rapidly fell back, eventually condensing into an ink dot, about to leave Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit. But at this moment, the green light of the Ancient God's Leather Armor flickered, as if forming a Seal, completely blocking all escape routes!

Furthermore, the Primordial Spirit of the Primordial Thunder Dragon absorbed all the lightning power condensed from heaven and earth, transforming it into a single strike that landed on the black dot with a bang. Immediately, the black dot collapsed and completely dissipated.

All of this within Wang Lin's body was completed in just a moment. Wang Lin's eyes revealed a cold glint, and his right index finger pressed down fiercely. Instantly, the rune blocking his approach in front of him collapsed with a bang.

It transformed into a shockwave that spread out in all directions, allowing Wang Lin's finger to finally press onto the black stone statue's glabella.

Wang Lin's finger touched the stone statue. Without hesitation, his Peak Middle Stage Nirvana Scrutiny cultivation, like a flood, and containing vast Divine Sense, all surged into it.

“I want to see what this is!”

As Wang Lin's cultivation and Divine Sense merged, he immediately felt a booming impact in his Primordial Spirit. What was revealed in his Divine Sense was a peculiar place.

This place was filled with white mist, swirling around it like a sea of mist. Wang Lin recognized these white mists with a brief glance: they were precisely the Qi that had drifted out from the celestial spirits of the Soul Refining Tribe members during their worship over the past few centuries.

With a cold snort, Wang Lin's consciousness followed his will and spread out, permeating this peculiar place. Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and with a flicker, his Divine Sense instantly locked onto the front.

His cultivation and Divine Sense merged, forming a phantom image of Wang Lin. With a step, he arrived at the location his Divine Sense had previously locked onto. This was the center of the place; if linked to the outer stone statue, this was the stone statue's Dantian.

In front of Wang Lin, the mist was even thicker. Through the swirling mist, a blurry figure could vaguely be seen sitting cross-legged in the center. Although the figure was blurry, Wang Lin recognized at a glance that this person looked exactly like him!

Except for the two horns on its head!

The moment he saw the two horns, Wang Lin's eyes gleamed.

“Ancient Demon!”

The Ancient Demon, which looked exactly like Wang Lin, kept its eyes tightly shut and remained motionless. The white mist surrounding it occasionally separated a wisp and merged into its body.

Wang Lin's expression was somewhat strange. Aside from the two horns, this Ancient Demon was almost indistinguishable from himself. Even the cold and aloof aura was identical, and the faint trace of loneliness and the sorrow witnessed over a thousand years of cultivating the Dao that it subtly exuded, made even Wang Lin somewhat unable to distinguish the difference from himself.

“What exactly is going on?!” Wang Lin's gaze flickered as he stared at the Ancient Demon that looked exactly like him. After pondering for a moment, he waved his right hand forward, and a strange wind immediately whistled forth, instantly blowing away all the mist around the Ancient Demon's body.

Walking closer, Wang Lin gradually began to understand some crucial points.

Ancient Gods could absorb the power of heaven and earth through God Slaves, thereby making their own cultivation even stronger. Then, the Ancient Demons, who were also a branch of the Ancient Race, must have similar methods.

Clearly, this entire Demon Spirit Land was a place for an Ancient Demon to absorb the power of heaven and earth. According to what Ancient Demon Bellow said back then, he was divided into nine parts, evolving into the Nine Demon Prefectures of the Demon Spirit Land!

The people of these nine prefectures, under the Ancient Demon's countless years of guidance, gradually changed their physiques, gradually learned Divine Abilities, and gradually formed the ultimate Nine Demon Prefectures of the Demon Spirit Land!

Each Ancient Demon Spirit was the top existence in its respective prefecture. By absorbing Demonic Qi from the people of the Demon Spirit Land, they slowly healed their injuries, striving to break through their limitations earlier, devour other Demon Spirits, and ultimately achieve the Fusion of the Nine Spirits once again, thereby transforming into a true Ancient Demon!

Wang Lin's arrival and cooperation with Ancient Demon Bellow caused a world-shaking upheaval in this naturally transitioning change that would have otherwise taken countless years!

With Wang Lin's help, Ancient Demon Bellow left his prefecture and successfully devoured Huoyao, one of the Nine Demons! As a result, Bellow became the most powerful existence among the remaining eight demons, and even gained the cultivation to leave his prefecture!

If nothing unexpected happened, once he had digested Huoyao and truly completed the Fusion, he would proceed to devour the other seven demons one by one, ultimately becoming a true Ancient Demon!

Wang Lin didn't know if Bellow had succeeded, but seeing this Ancient Demon that looked exactly like himself, he understood that Bellow had not completely succeeded!

With Wang Lin's current cultivation as a five-star Ancient God of the Royal Clan, he could naturally tell at a glance that this Ancient Demon, which looked like him, was incomplete, and even weaker than one of the Nine Spirits back then.

To be precise, this Ancient Demon before him was merely a remnant!

“Even a remnant Ancient Demon Spirit knows how to absorb the Demonic Qi of the Demon Spirit people to heal itself…” Wang Lin's lips curled into a cold smile. He now understood that the white Qi emitted from the celestial spirits of the Soul Refining Tribe members who worshipped the stone statue was precisely faint Demonic Qi!

“All the people of the Soul Refining Tribe are aboriginals born in this Demon Spirit Land…” The moment he saw this Ancient Demon, with Wang Lin's intelligence, he understood some of the reasons.

In silence, Wang Lin simply took a step forward, directly arriving in front of the Ancient Demon that looked exactly like him. This Ancient Demon kept its eyes tightly shut, showing no signs of awakening.

Without hesitation, Wang Lin directly raised his right hand and pressed it onto the Ancient Demon's head. Immediately, a booming sound echoed in his mind, and his Divine Sense instantly merged into the Ancient Demon's body, searching for memories.

He saw that under a clear blue sky, in the Yunyao Prefecture of the Demon Spirit Land, the originally sunny sky suddenly darkened. Storms gathered, and amidst the dramatic changes in the clouds, a bloody figure whistled down from the sky, heading straight for the nine-story Yunyao Pagoda of the Imperial Clan in the Yunyao Prefecture capital.

Immediately, a sharp shriek emanated from the pagoda, and the sound even carried a trace of disbelief.

“The Nine Spirits must unite again; only with the Rebirth of an Ancient Demon can the regrets of yesteryear be fulfilled. Yunyao, you and I are originally one, separated for far too long. Today, we must undergo Fusion again! The name of Ancient Demon is still Bellow!” As an eerie voice emanated from the bloody figure, it rushed into the Yunyao Pagoda at an extremely fast speed.

Waves of booming sounds echoed through heaven and earth, causing terror among all the Demon Spirit people in the capital. In just a moment, the rumbling ceased, but the cost of its disappearance was the collapse of the Yunyao Pagoda with a bang!

Amidst the collapse, a blurry demonic shadow flew out rapidly, but before it could fly far, it was immediately enveloped by a crimson light, eventually merging into the crimson light and transforming into Bellow's appearance.

“After all these years, Yunyao, one of the Nine Spirits, has not made any progress. What a waste! You disgrace my name as an Ancient Demon!” Bellow snorted coldly, then turned and vanished into the world.

From then on, Yunyao Prefecture shattered, with no more Demon Spirits!

However, on the third day after Bellow's departure, a very weak remnant shadow drifted out from beneath the ruins of the Yunyao Pagoda in the Yunyao Prefecture capital, carrying a trace of hatred and confusion, and cautiously flew into the distance.