Chapter 799. Rush Out (3) (1/2)
Wang Lin coldly looked at the blue-robed man and withdrew the soul flag before returning to the fragment. At this moment, the cultivators on the fragment all stood up and looked over.
After he landed on the fragment, Wang Lin sat down and the fragment charged out.
As Wang Lin sat down, he devoured the origin soul in his hand. Then his right hand pointed at the sky and he slowly said, “Call the Wind!”
A black wind immediately appeared. It turned into a black dragon and charged toward the blue-robed man. His expression immediately changed and he quickly retreated. However, at this moment, the black dragon opened its mouth and spat out a cold, black wind.
The roar of the wind filled the world. The eyes of the blue-robed man dimmed and he showed signs of struggle. However, he didn’t notice that a 30-foot-long spatial rift had appeared behind him. As he retreated, he stepped directly into the crack.
His body disappeared without a trace along with a roar of despair. The only thing that remained was the roar of despair that echoed through the void.
The fragment flew far away with large amount of cultivators following closely after. Whether it was the people following behind or the people on the fragment, they all looked at Wang Lin with awe.
The people who saw his battle with the strange white-haired man weren’t shocked by Wang Lin killing three Corporeal Yang cultivators; they even felt it was natural.
However, the cultivators that hadn’t seen Wang Lin before were shocked. In particular, those who were hesitant to pay felt they were lucky. There were also some that wanted to steal the fragment from Wang Lin. They felt themselves covered in cold sweat and filled with fear.
After this, the fragment became completely silent. An intangible pressure enveloped the fragment. This was the respect and fear they had toward the majesty Wang Lin gave off.
The fragment flew faster and faster. After several hours, Wang Lin’s eyes narrowed and he saw a ray of sword energy in the distance. The person inside that ray of light was Shengong Hu.
While Shengong Hu flew, he suddenly turned around and saw the fragment rapidly closing in. When he saw Wang Lin, his eyes became filled with excitement and he quickly flew toward Wang Lin.
Shenong Hu stopped before Wang Lin and respectfully said, “Shengong Hu greets my lord!” His gaze toward Wang Lin was filled with respect.
Wang Lin revealed a faint smile. He nodded and said, “Sit down beside me and take me to the Thunder Celestial Temple’s transfer array!”
Shengong Hu didn’t even look at the others on the fragment. He immediately sat down and respectfully said, “My lord, we are not far from the transfer array!” As he spoke, he immediately pointed the way.
The people on the fragment were shocked by the scene. There were people on the fragment that knew Shengong Hu. When they heard him call Wang Lin “my lord,” they naturally had their own thoughts.
Xi Zifeng’s beautiful eyes looked at Wang Lin’s back. Her face became red as if she had remembered something, but she didn’t move her gaze.
The collapse of the Thunder Celestial Realm reached its peak as the fragment flew through the void. Large amounts of cold wind came out from the spatial rifts.
The sound of celestial fragments collapsing continued to echo.
The closer they got to the interior of the Celestial Realm, the more intent this became. The entire void was filled with cracks. Some cracks extended and connected together to from cracks larger than 1,000 feet.
Wang Lin’s eyes became serious as he controlled the fragment. Just at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened as the fragment under him turned and flew in a curve.
At the moment he curved, a large, 2,000 foot spatial rift appeared. Many of the cultivators following weren’t able to react in time and waves of cries for help were devoured by the crack.
Wang Lin was completely focused on controlling the fragment, so he didn’t have time to bother with others. He controlled the fragment to avoid the large crack, but his expression became even more gloomy.
Wang Lin asked, “How much further!?”
“Less than five kilometers.” Shengong Hu was also very nervous. The cracks before him made his scalp tingle.
Wang Lin frowned slightly as the fragment flickered and avoided few more cracks. They gradually got closer, and Wang Lin sensed a 10,000-feet-wide light screen. There was a fragment fixed in place inside that light screen.
In addition, there was a formation. There were several people standing in the formation, clearly ready to be transferred away. One of them was Zhan Konglie. Outside the formation, there were seven or eight messengers of the Thunder Celestial Temple. They looked like they were talking to each other.