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

At the weakest, this person was a Void Tribulant cultivator!!

Thoughts flashed through his mind and the Green Devil Continent cultivator felt his scalp go numb. He retreated without hesitation and was about to flee this place.

Wang Lin let out a cold snort and took one step. He directly appeared a few thousand feet away right in front of the Green Devil Continent cultivator. His palm descended like Mount Tai, and the cultivator didn’t have any chance to resist as Wang Lin’s hand pressed against his head.

The cultivator collapsed and shattered into pieces. His origin soul was surrounded by a force and pulled out from the collapsed body. Wang Lin rapidly placed seals on the origin soul and then pressed it against his own chest.

The origin soul disappeared, but a vortex appeared in Wang Lin’s body. This vortex was the beginning of a spell vein Wang Lin had opened up according to the Rapid Spell Art.

All of this happened very fast and ended in a flash. The old man stared dumbfoundedly as he watched Wang Lin disappear. After a long time, he took a deep breath.

“He is the elder of the Great Soul Sect!” The old man had met Wang Lin in the underground palace and recognized him. However, looking at Wang Lin’s long, white hair, white robe, and that cold aura, the old man felt like he had met Wang Lin somewhere before.

Wang Lin moved through the fog ang continued to move toward where the Void Tribulant cultivators were battling. Any Arcane Void cultivators he met would be immediately killed by him. He would seal their origin souls in his body to strengthen the first spell vein.

Wang Lin vaguely understood the principle of the Rapid Spell Art. He would have to constantly seal origin souls of cultivators so that they form a vortex. The rotation of the vortex would then reach an extreme speed!

The more cultivators and the higher the cultivation level, the faster the vortex would be. As a result, when Wang Lin needed to use it, the speed of his spells would increase in proportion as well.

However, there was a limit. Along the way, Wang Lin had sealed a total of nine origin souls by the time he got near where the Void Tribulant cultivators were battling. He could no longer seal any more and couldn’t form a second spell vein.

This was explained in the Rapid Spell Art, and after Wang Lin experienced it himself, he gained a profound understanding. If he wanted to form the second spell vein, he would need the origin soul of even stronger cultivator.

Unless he could be like Xu Decai and start sealing from the Nirvana Void stage, the power would be a lot weaker. The vortex Wang Lin had formed now was stronger than four of Xu Decai’s vortexes.

One could see the vast distance in strength.

“Arcane Tribulant cultivators should allow my second spell vein to form, but there aren’t many Arcane Tribulant cultivators here…”Wang Lin looked at the fog before him, where all the Void Tribulant cultivators were battling.

After looking for a moment, Wang Lin frowned.

“It would be very difficult for any of them to become seriously injured. The Green Devil Continent cultivators have taken some unknown pills that allow them to confront the fog and also enhance their power… Since it’s like this, it’s better to find the Arcane Tribulant cultivators first.”Wang Lin pondered and was about to quickly leave when his expression suddenly changed. Without hesitation, Wang Lin charged forward at full speed.

When he charged out 30 feet, a ray of green light landed where he had been standing. The earth trembled and a thunderous rumble spread. Even the fog seemed to show signs of collapse after being hit by the green light.

This blow created a powerful shockwave that pushed Wang Lin far away. If not for the fact that Wang Lin had noticed it in time, that blow would’ve seriously injured him.

Wang Lin didn’t turn around, but he felt the hair on his body stand up. He felt a divine sense locked on to him, and he rushed forward.

Ripples echoed under his feet and he was about to merge with the world.

“Seal!” However, at this moment, a cold voice echoed and the world seemed to become sealed. Wang Lin was unable to merge with it.

“Mid stage Void Tribulant old monster!”Wang Lin judged the cultivation level of the person who had locked onto him. He clenched his teeth and no longer tried to merge with the world. He summoned the mosquito king that carried him away.

Behind Wang Lin, the old man named Zhang who was battling against Lu Wenran and company stared at where Wang Lin escaped to. Killing intent appeared in his eyes and he left to chase Wang Lin, disregarding the situation of the battle.

“This old man Zhang Daozhong has been waiting for you for several days, and you finally came out, you little fox . You killed Liu Zhiyuan, so I need to appease the sect master’s anger!”

Wang Lin didn’t say a word and flew more than 100,000 feet away with the mosquito king. However, Zhang Daozhong was even faster, so in an instant, the distance between them was less than 1,000 feet!