Chapter 199. Land of the Ancient God (Final) (2/2)

Immediately, a curved rift opened before him. Within it were three black, glowing stones.

Wang Lin grabbed the three stones with this right hand. As he stepped forward, ripples spread out from under his feet.

He took three steps and his body disappeared from this place.

Those three stones were the key material for making the restriction flag. Within a rift in the Ancient God’s meridian, there were countless restrictions placed in a way that formed a ring around a certain spot, releasing a dangerous scent. A figure with white hair suddenly appeared outside the ring.

After he appeared, he stared at the ring. After looking at it for a while, and confirming that there was no change, he walked forward. Those restrictions seemed as if they had lost their power, because none of them activated at all. With every step, the nearby restrictions disappeared. As he walked to the center of the ring, all of the restrictions on the way disappeared.

He was Wang Lin, and as for these restrictions, they were the ones that he himself had placed to protect his body and his bags of holding.

Although he believed this place to be safe because it was not really within the meridian, but in the special space created from the memories of the inheritance, Wang Lin’s personally was very careful, so he still left many safety measures.

After entering the restrictions, his eyes landed on his old body and the bags of holding. His eyes revealed a look of regret. The body before him had already rotten. There were traces of Ling Qi released from the body’s Jie Dan.

Next to the body were some bags of holding.

Wang Lin let out a sigh. If he hadn’t reconstructed a body after he received the inheritance of memory, then he would have to obtain another body.

He placed his right hand on the chest of his old body. The lifeless body suddenly started to release thick Ling Qi. Soon, cracks appeared on the body’s hands and feet, and continued to spread. As the cracks grow wider, the fluctuations of Ling Qi grew larger. Eventually, the body completely shattered, and a fist sized Jie Dan floated out of it.

There were countless specks of colored dots scattered among the shattered body.

Upon seeing the Jie Dan, he felt a sense of familiarity. After all, this was the Jie Dan that he had formed himself, and this connection wasn’t something that time would cut.

Shortly after, Wang Lin’s right hand reached out and the Jie Dan flew toward him. The moment the Jie Dan reached his hand, it disappeared into his body and charged toward his dantain. Once it reached his dantain, it started to slowly rotate in place.

Waves of Ling Qi washed over Wang Lin’s body. He closed his eyes and felt his body. He reopened his eyes stared at the remains of his old body. He hand formed a seal as he growled, “Inferno Flame!”

As his words left his lips, the blue dots mixed in with the remains of the body came together to formed a blue flame.

Wang Lin opened his mouth and sucked the flame into his body. It disappeared into his dantain.

Wang Lin waved his right hand and made the bags of holding next to the body fly one by one into his hand. Shortly after, a white light emitted from his hand and a black cloak appeared. After putting on the cloak, Wang Lin grabbed at the void created a rift. Without any hesitation, he walked into it.

He appeared again at the place that held the inheritance of knowledge. Wang Lin took a deep breath and checked his surroundings. After making sure that everything was the same as before, he began to chant some very complex words in the ancient god’s language.

With the seal formed by his hand, a simmering light screen appeared before him. The words in his mouth acted like an invisible hand, expanding the light screen. Soon, the light screen became large enough, and the Ancient God’s image appeared on it.

Wang Lin was very familiar with the pressure that Ancient God Tu Si’s illusion had, so his heart remained calm.

After the image appeared, the eight stars on Tu Si’s forehead shot out eight beams of light, forming a octagon shaped whirlpool.

Wang Lin stared at Tu Si’s image and thought, “Land of the Ancient Gods, goodbye!”