Chapter 447. A beauty that can’t be replicated (2/2)

With one word, the ball of light suddenly exploded, creating a powerful explosion that quickly spread in all directions.

The entire mountain trembled and a large amount of rocks began to fall off of it. All of the strands of black smoke that escaped were destroyed without any exception.

“This is the 69th one already and I still haven’t found my soul piece…” Qian Feng frowned. He knew that this method wasn’t the best method. However, this Suzaku Tomb was simply too big and he wasn’t powerful enough to go to a lot of places, so he could only use this dumb method and hope for a miracle.

On the mountain with the altar in the outer section of the Suzaku Tomb, Wang Lin held the sphere with the life form sealed inside and jumped down.

As for the ugly woman, Wang Lin ignored her.

Wang Lin’s voice was calm as he said, “I won’t kill you, but I can seal you, and this kind of seal is permanent. Once the owners of the soul pieces die one by one as their lifespans run out, you will die a true death!”

Throughout these past severals days in the Suzaku Tomb, he had been thinking of a way to deal with these lifeforms. After pondering for a long time, he thought of this method.

Using a large amount of restrictions to seal each of the soul pieces would create some kind of sealing effect. Then, by adding a soul fragment of the same cultivation level, it would prevent the lifeform from reforming again.

He only needed to wait for the owners of the soul pieces inside the lifeform to die naturally for this lifeform to die naturally as well.

Wang Lin didn’t have time to test if this method really worked, but when those words landed in Murong Yun’s ears, it was like he was shocked by lightning.

“I’m unkillable. When the soul pieces that I’m made of die, I can gather more soul pieces to reform myself!” Murong Yun’s roar came from within the sphere.

Wang Lin coldly snorted and landed at the foot of the mountain. He pointed at the ground and created a hole several dozen feet deep.

Wang Lin jumped into the hole, placed the sphere inside, and began placing down restrictions nearby.

Murong Yun noticed what Wang Lin was doing and quickly said, “What are you doing?!”

“I’m going to seal you here. I’ll come back in one hundred years to see if my method works or not.” As Wang Lin spoke, he continued to place down restrictions.

Murong Yun pondered for several breath before shouting, “You! What exactly do you want?!”

Wang Lin’s lit up and he calmly said, “I want my soul piece!”

Murong Yun quickly said, “That is not possible. We were created by the Cultivation Planet Crystal and are made of soul pieces, but we can’t pick which soul pieces we get. Also, I’m far too weak to collect the soul piece of a cultivator like you. Only those powerful lifeforms in the inner section can take the soul pieces of powerful cultivators from the Cultivation Planet Crystal.”

Wang Lin’s eyes became cold. He shook his head, placed down the last restriction, and flew out of the deep hole.

At the bottom of the hole there was only the sphere formed by restrictions all by itself surrounded by flashing restrictions.

“I… I know the real method to enter the inner section!” Murong Yun didn’t dare to bet; if he lost, he would really die.

Wang Lin looked at the mountain range in the distance and said, “I also know!” The he pointed to the ground and the hole began to close. Just as it was about to completely seal it, Murong Yun’s roar came from within.

“We have a king in the inner section of the tomb. Only he can extract the soul pieces from the Cultivation Planet Crystal. This is the truth!”

“How do I find it?” Wang Lin pointed at the ground to stop from closing.

Murong Yun quickly said, “Once you get inside the inner section, go east. There are nine mountains that form a giant ravine. Instead of black fog, there is white fog coming out, making it easy to find. The king is at the bottom of the ravine.”

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up, then he raised his right hand, left this place, and the ground began to close once more.

“You…” Murong Yun’s voice was cut off when the ground closed, leaving not even a crack.

When Wang Lin reappeared, he was in a valley in the depths of the mountain range. When he passed by this place earlier, he had his divine sense spread out, so he noticed this valley.

Inside the valley was an altar. This altar looked exactly the same as the one from before. However, when Wang Lin entered the valley, he suddenly stopped and looked forward. What he saw made his eyes become cold.

A woman whose beauty couldn’t be replicated sat beside the altar and looked at Wang Lin with her beautiful eyes.

“Liu Mei!”