Chapter 1868. Zhang Daozong!! (1/2)

This slaughter didn’t have as many cultivators as the first time, so the range of the battle was not too large — only a few hundred kilometers.

About 100,000 kilometers from the battlefield, it was still covered in fog. There was a stone lying in the mud and grass. At this moment, there was a burst of light and Wang Lin’s figure appeared.

The sky was dark, shrouded by fog. The rain from several days ago hadn’t stopped but had weakened a lot. It had fused with the fog, making it very humid.

Wang Lin picked up the Space Stone and put it inside his storage space. Wang Lin looked into the distance and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

“After I enter the Space Stone, it remains in the same place. This is very dangerous, and unless I have to, it’s best not to use it again.”

Wang Lin’s body flickered as ripples echoed and he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was outside the battlefield. Here, he could feel the fluctuations of spells and smell the faint scent of death.

As long as there were large battles, there would be countless deaths on both sides. Wang Lin had grown tired of these kinds of battles and didn’t want to participate much. He had no sense of longing that would make him want to roar “Cultivators like us never shrink from a fight!!”

He was only here to complete the three conditions Old Ancestor Green Bull had set to repay the Great Soul Sect for those three gifts! This was Wang Lin’s personality; he repaid kindness shown to him!

“Right now is not a good time to fight against Void Tribulant cultivators… But if one of them becomes seriously injured, then perhaps I can get lucky…”Wang Lin’s eyes lit up and his body became smoke as he got closer and closer to the battlefield.

As he closed in, the fluctuations of spells became even stronger and the aura of death became more intense. He could even faintly hear the sounds of treasures and spells colliding.

“This battlefield is a good place to capture origin souls to seal in my body for the Rapid Spell Art!”Wang Lin got closer and closer to the battlefield. Shortly after, he burst into the battlefield. Thunderous rumbles and fluctuations from spells came from all directions, along with colorful flashes of lights.

There were originally six to seven thousand cultivators from both sides, but now there were less than 4,000 remaining. Their eyes were bloodshot as they engaged in a brutal battle. Wang Lin saw cultivators from the Green Devil Continent die and he saw cultivators from the Heavenly Bull Continent die, but he didn’t act.

He didn’t want to participate in this killing. In his view, whether it was the Heavenly Bull Continent or the Green Devil Continent, one was just as bad as the other; there was no difference between them.

In a flash, Wang Lin charged into the depths of the battlefield. Shortly after, Wang Lin turned to look toward the right. In the fog, there were two cultivators fighting, and the one on the losing end was facing many dangerous situations. The old man from the Green Devil Continent was at the mid stage of Arcane Void and his attacks were vicious.

“It’s him!”Wang Lin looked at the cultivator that was retreating. He had some impression of him; he was the old man that had appeared on the Extreme Sky Prairie.

This old man was in a sorry state and his face was pale. Blood was flowing out from the corner of his mouth, but his expression was determined.

After taking a few glances, Wang Lin’s eyes lit up and he charged forward.

The cultivator hunting the old man had a fierce expression and he waved his arms. The two giant illusions around him chased after the old man.

“You have been battling against me for so long, now die for me!” The cultivator raised his hand and pointed forward. The two large illusions sped out and were about to catch up to the old man.

The old man let out a sigh. He had somewhat seen through life and death. He had seen a lot of friends die in this battle, and now it was his turn.

There was a sliver of sadness within him, but even more so, he felt relief. However, it was impossible for him to just die doing nothing. There was a flash of coldness as he prepared to blow himself up.

This was the last thing he could do for his hometown before his death as a cultivator of the Heavenly Bull Continent!

“This old man was born in the Heavenly Bull Continent. My entire cultivation came from the Heavenly Bull Continent, and now I’ll return everything to the Heavenly Bull continent. I have no regrets!”The old man’s eyes were calm as he turned around. However, just as he was about to explode, his pupils shrank as he saw a shadow appear between him and the cultivator chasing him.

This was a figure with white hair wearing white!

Wang Lin silently appeared and causally waved his hand. The fog in the area rumbled, then the two illusions trembled and suddenly collapsed.

The collapse of the two illusions caused the expression of the Green Devil Continent cultivator to change greatly. It wasn’t that his spell was invincible, but for the other party to break it so easily meant only one thing!