Outside the valley, Wang Lin raised his right hand, and suddenly, the ten-mile stretch of land shook violently and flew into the high sky.

Wang Lin turned around, sat cross-legged outside the valley, his eyes flickering with cold light. He opened his mouth and spat out the Soul Banner. Once the banner appeared, it immediately unfurled its ten-zhang-long fabric, and as it fluttered, bursts of howling sounds emanated crazily from within.

Although the Soul Banner no longer possessed the one billion souls, it was, after all, a Legacy treasure of the Soul Refining Sect. The moment it appeared, it caused the minds of everyone in the valley who Cultivate Soul Refining to shake violently, and a feeling of worship involuntarily welled up from the bottom of their hearts.

Wang Lin grabbed the banner, and as he waved it, the main souls within rushed out. The six main souls, including the Qilin remnant soul, turned into six streaks of black light and immediately appeared around the ten-mile area.

At the same time, Wang Lin spat out a mouthful of Primordial Spirit essence blood, which landed on the Soul Banner. Instantly, the banner grew larger, its fabric extending infinitely, and in the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the ten-mile area.

"Refine!" A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.

The six main souls' eyes immediately lit up with a ghostly light, and then each of them spat out a purple flame. All six flames landed on the ten-mile area, and in the blink of an eye, it was engulfed in flames.

These flames were the natal essence of the six Nascent Soul Transformation main souls, so their power was naturally extremely strong. Under the refining of the flames, bursts of crackling, scorching sounds immediately came from within the ten-mile area.

It was mixed with countless sounds of exclamation and fear. Half an incense stick of time later, only half of the ten-mile land remained, and this remaining half was now glowing red.

However, due to the protection of the cyan light Formation covering it, the flames could not completely melt it. The cyan light flickered violently, stubbornly resisting the invasion of the flames, and it fell into a stalemate.

Wang Lin took a look, then simply stood up and walked back into the valley.

"Since you are cowering inside, I will refine it for seven days and seven nights until this Formation is completely refined. By then, everything will be under my control!"

The people in the valley were stirred to excitement by the scene outside. They discussed it among themselves, and their awe of Wang Lin had reached its peak. At this moment, even the children in the valley regarded Wang Lin as a deity.

After ignoring the affairs outside the valley, Wang Lin had Ouyang Hua bring Thirteen into the depths of the valley where he was staying.

Ouyang Hua had always obeyed Wang Lin's words, so without a word, he carried Thirteen to the depths of the valley, placed him before Wang Lin, and respectfully took his leave.

Thirteen's complexion was slightly rosy, but he had not yet awakened. Wang Lin frowned slightly. It would not be difficult for him to save Thirteen, but even if he woke up, he would be a cripple. In this place, a cripple could not survive.

In Thirteen's current state, his Meridians were completely severed, and he could not fuse with the Demonic Power of this place. As a result, none of Wang Lin's series of Spells and Divine Abilities were suitable for him to Cultivate.

Because at this moment, Thirteen could be considered someone unable to Cultivate, unless his Meridians could regrow. However, Wang Lin could not achieve this; only that kind of Heaven-Defying Medicinal Pill could achieve such an effect.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed. Among the Divine Abilities he possessed, it was not as if there were no methods suitable for Thirteen to Cultivate, but this matter was too important, and Wang Lin was rarely hesitant.

"Cultivators treat their Meridians as a vast sea to contain the Immortal Qi of a hundred rivers, creating a world within their bodies. By using the internal to draw from the external, they borrow this to comprehend the vicissitudes and thus begin to seek the Dao. As for Ancient Gods, they treat their skin and flesh as the sky, their muscles and bones as the earth, and their spirit as the root. They devour the Immortal Qi of heaven and earth to achieve the goal of forging their Physical Body. Their so-called forging of the Physical Body is to refine heaven and earth, to shatter all Dao Hearts with the strength of their Physical Body, and to draw the Dao of heaven and earth with their own spirit!"

Wang Lin was silent. If he taught the Ancient God techniques to Thirteen, it should be able to completely change him, turning him from a cripple into a powerhouse.

However, this was not certain. Thirteen's constitution was inferior to his original body, and it was unknown whether he could truly succeed in Cultivating. Moreover, when Cultivating Ancient God techniques, if Thirteen's body failed, he would likely die without a doubt; he would be completely destroyed by the Demonic Power that crazily merged into his body.

In addition, Ancient Gods devour Spiritual Qi and Immortal Qi, but whether they could devour this Demonic Power was still unknown!

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he pressed his two fingers together. The Immortal Qi in his body dissipated, the Five-Armor Demonic Crystal suddenly spun, and Demonic Power immediately permeated all his Meridians. At this moment, he had once again transformed into that evil and strange appearance, radiating Demonic Qi from his whole body.

His fingers were like lightning, immediately tapping onto the center of Thirteen's eyebrows. The Demonic Power flowed out and immediately turned into specks of crystal light inside Thirteen's body.

Wang Lin lifted his right hand and closed his eyes to meditate.

Half an incense stick of time later, Thirteen slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the sky above the valley, silent. After a long while, he crawled up and knelt before Wang Lin, a look of pain on his face.

This kind of pain was not physical, but from within his heart.

The moment he woke up, he had completely realized that there was not a trace of Demonic Power left in his body. At this moment, he was even weaker than when he had not yet Cultivated Soul Refining.

Wang Lin never opened his eyes. Thirteen knelt for a long time, looked at Wang Lin, kowtowed three times, struggled to stand up, and walked out without looking back.

Not until he left did Wang Lin open his eyes and sigh softly. Among the crowd, Thirteen's Aptitude was the best, especially his unique Comprehension Ability in Cultivating the Soul Banner. If not for this accident, in a few years, this person would certainly have achieved something!

Thirteen returned to his quarters. He was one of the few people in the valley without a wife or children. He lived alone in the entire room. He sat quietly in the room; on him, one could not see a trace of youthful vitality, only a sense of Void Spirit as if entering old age.

After a long while, he sat cross-legged and tried the breathing technique of Soul Refining again and again. But every time he tried to breathe, bursts of pain would surge out from his body like a tide. This pain was definitely not something an ordinary person could endure.

However, he endured it. If it didn't work once, he would try again, once more enduring the unimaginable, intense pain.

After only a few breaths, his clothes were soaked with sweat. Because of the pain, large veins bulged on his body, and a trace of despair appeared in Thirteen's eyes.

"I am not resigned!!!" He took a deep breath. Ignoring the intense pain, he attempted to breathe again. This time, almost as soon as he absorbed the Demonic Power, he felt as if his whole body had been fiercely struck by an entire mountain. He suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, and fell unconscious.

The ten-mile area outside the valley had been continuously refined by flames for three days and three nights, and the cyan light of the Formation protecting this place gradually dimmed.

Within the ten-mile area, everyone was now in despair. The shadow of death, along with the flames outside, gradually grew larger in their hearts, and in the end, it almost completely wiped out all hope.

The gray-clothed old man closed his eyes miserably. When he opened them, a sharp light appeared in his eyes. He turned his head sharply and looked at the white-clothed old man beside him, who was equally terrified, and said in a deep voice, "You brought this trouble upon yourself, implicating the entire tribe!"

The white-clothed old man's body shook, and he remained silent.

"That outsider is simply not someone we can resist. If we continue to be stubborn, I fear that the day the Formation is broken, not only you and I, but all the tribesmen will be burned to death in an instant. As one of the tribesmen, do you have the heart to watch others die because of you?"

The white-clothed old man said bitterly, "What do you mean…"

"You made a mistake, and you must bear it. This is the only way for our tribe to survive. Rest assured, if you die, I will definitely find a way to avenge you! Furthermore, once we are free, I will personally go to the Ancient Demon City Left Wing General's Mansion to report your matter. I believe the Left Wing General will be interested in this!" the gray-clothed old man said in a deep voice.

The white-clothed old man was silent. After a long while, he sighed, looked at his surroundings with a complex expression, and especially when his gaze fell on the tribesmen and he saw their fear, he took a deep breath, moved his body, floated up, and flew toward the edge of the Formation in mid-air.

"The battle challenge was issued by this old man. Do you dare to fight me? After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, it is all my own affair. Do not implicate the innocent!"

The white-clothed old man's voice passed through the Formation and went straight outside. It was vast and mighty, and it even reached inside the valley.

Wang Lin opened his eyes while meditating, flickered, and disappeared from where he was. When he appeared, he was already in the air outside the valley. He looked coldly at the ten-mile area that had been refined. There, he saw the white-clothed old man.

Wang Lin summoned with his right hand, and the six main souls that were spitting flames immediately took a sharp breath, withdrawing all the flames. With a flicker, they flew to Wang Lin's side, continuously circling and rotating.

Without the invasion of the flames, the white-clothed old man gritted his teeth and walked straight out of the Formation. He raised his hands, and immediately, two rays of demonic light flashed in his hands. He looked at Wang Lin and said, "Let's fight!"

"You are not qualified!" Wang Lin grabbed at the air with his right hand, and the white-clothed old man's expression suddenly changed. The two balls of demonic light on his hands were immediately extinguished.

At the same time, his body was actually flying uncontrollably toward Wang Lin. In an instant, he was grabbed by the neck by Wang Lin.

As the white-clothed old man was about to struggle, a cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He applied a little force with his right hand, and with a crack, the old man's eyes bulged, and he died.

Wang Lin's Immortal Qi surged crazily into the man's body. After wandering for a circle, it immediately imprisoned the man's Primordial Spirit, pulled it directly out of his body, and threw it into the Soul Banner to become one of the souls.

Having done this, he threw the old man's corpse in his hand backward. Immediately, one of the main souls beside him flew out, spat out a flame, and instantly burned the man's Physical Body to ashes.

Wang Lin grabbed at the air with his right hand, and the ten-mile area in mid-air was pulled by him. Amidst a rumbling sound, it fell to the ground outside the valley, kicking up waves of dust and air.

"Open the Formation!" Wang Lin's gaze was cold as he looked at the ten-mile area that had been burned to the point of near collapse.

The gray-clothed old man was terrified. He never expected that the other party would kill the white-clothed old man so casually. This level of cultivation was several times stronger than he had previously guessed! He almost immediately put away the idea of sending a message. He dared not provoke such a powerhouse.

At this moment, whether the Formation was open or not made no difference. He sighed to himself, and his right hand formed a rune in the void. As this rune flickered, the Formation that enveloped the ten-mile area instantly dissipated without a trace.

"Ouyang Hua, add new tribesmen!" Wang Lin left these words, stepped back into the valley, and disappeared.

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