Chapter 1163. Please Forgive Us (1/2)

The clothes on his chest were torn and mixed with blood mist, creating a startling contrast with the black palm print. Zhou Hai’s body was thrown out from the southern courtyard, and strands of vitality were coming out of the dark palm print. It only took a moment for his body to shrink until it was like a skeleton.

The vitality that appeared seemed to be moved by a power and entered the injured Origin Sect disciple. His body trembled as the blue light disappeared and he returned to normal.

Zhou Hai’s body landed on the ground with a bang and his face was ashen. His body continued to twitch and fear filled his eyes.

The surroundings were completely silent, terrifyingly silent!

The Devil Collection Sect’s Zhao Yun gasped and shock filled his eyes. He stared at the southern courtyard and retreated several dozen feet. He didn’t expect the Grand Uncle-Master of the Origin Sect to be so powerful.

Thinking about his frivolous words where he teased Lu Yanfei, he felt his scalp tingle. It wasn’t that he coveted Lu Yanfei, it was just that his personality was like this. In addition, all the rank 5 sects they had encountered had been very polite and respectful and allowed them to do as they wished.

“The Origin Sect had such a powerful cultivator!?” Feng Peishan’s pupils shrank and his expression became serious. Someone who could seriously injure Zhou Hai this easily had to be a powerful old monster.

“Who gave you the right to hurt the people of my Origin Sect!?” These cold words echoed across the world. They didn’t contain law, nor were they earth-shattering like Feng Peishan’s words, but these plain words were like sharp blades that stabbed into the hearts of Feng Paishan, Zhou Hai, and Zhao Yun.

Just like the silence, these words contained a terrifying pressure.

The rustled sounds of footsteps came from the southern courtyard as Wang Lin slowly walked out with his hand behind his back. He didn’t have white hair; now he had a head of black hair that moved without any wind. He gave off a sense of might without being angry and his eyes were like the stars. When you looked at them, you would feel like your soul was being sucked into the illusion of true and false.

This kind of feeling was very strange, and no one could explain it, but they clearly felt it. It was as if everything in the world could change at a thought. True and false formed a cycle.

“Dao domain!!!” Feng Peishan’s face turned pale. He had the highest cultivation level here and was also a core disciple of the number one rank 6 sect, so he immediately recognized that this Grand Uncle-Master of the Origin Sect was using dao domain!

What made him even more terrified was that the other party wasn’t deliberately doing it, but dao was naturally contained in his words and actions. This realm was far higher than word of law.

Their Dao Spell Sect focused on the word “dao.” In Feng Peishan’s memories, only the head elder of the sect had a dao domain like this.

“When he stands there, he is dao!” Feng Peishan subconsciously took a few step back and thought about the words the head elder once said.

“You?” Wang Lin calmly walked next to the struggling Zhou Hai. He looked down as if he was looking at an ant!

Zhou Hai’s body trembled. When he subconsciously looked at Wang Lin’s eyes, his body trembled even more violently. He entered an illusion, as if the person who hurt him was the world and he was merely a weak existence within that world.

His heart pounded like crazy and his mind was a mess. He couldn’t see through the cultivation of the person before him, but at this moment, he felt like none of the elders or even the sect head of his own sect could make him feel this terrified.

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze as he looked up at the Devil Collection Sect’s Zhao Yu and calmly asked, “Or was it you?”

Zhao Yu subconsciously licked his licks. He looked at Zhou Hai struggling on the ground and then at Wang Lin. His expression suddenly became respectful.

“Junior Devil Collection Sect’s Zhao Yu greets Senior.” This Zhao Yu immediately clasped his hands and became extremely respectful to hide his fear. However, he didn’t dare to look at Wang Lin’s eyes at all.

“Or was it you?” Wang Lin’s gaze fell on the Dao Spell Sect’s Feng Peishan.

Feng Peishan’s face became pale as he respectfully clasped his hands and whispered, “Senior, please forgive us.”

“Earlier, you said that if they stopped you from hurting my Origin Sect disciples, we have to suffer the consequences.” Wang Lin coldly looked at Feng Peishan.

Sweat came out from Feng Peishan’s forehead, and he didn’t dare to look at Wang Lin’s eyes. He had a feeling that if this person became angry, he would perish in an instant.

After pondering for a bit, Feng Peishan clenched his teeth and his right hand mercilessly hit his chest. With a bang, his body trembled and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood. His expression became even more pale and his origin soul was injured.

Feng Peishan didn’t wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and he bitterly said, “Does this appease Senior’s anger?”

Wang Lin’s expression remained neutral, then he looked at Zhao Yu.