Chapter 446 – Change
Wang Lin remained silent and looked at Murong Yun.
Mu Yunhai’s heart was beating fast.
Murong Yun smiled faintly as he clasped his hands and said, “Junior Murong Yun greets senior.”
Mu Yunhai nodded and asked, “Do you know how to enter the interior?”
Murong Yun nodded and replied, “Senior Mu, junior does know how to get in, but senior must promise that you will accept us as well. If senior agrees, then I promise to tell senior everything I know.”
Mu Yunhai’s eyes lit up and he said, “Speak, this old man agrees.”
Murong Hai’s eyes showed excitement. “Junior will lead the way. Our destination is the altar; it is the only way into the inner area.”
Mu Yunhai asked in a serious tone, “Is there any danger there?”
Murong Yu immediately replied, “Yes. Junior saw several members of the Eight-leaf Forsaken Immortal Clan die. There were eight in total, but the first person who entered did not encounter any danger.”
Mu Yunahi frowned, then he looked at Wang Lin and asked, “Fellow cultivator Ceng, what do you think?”
Wang Lin looked at Murong Yun with a smile, and said to Mu Yunhai, “With the two of us working together, even if we can’t get through it, our lives shouldn’t be in danger.”
Mu Yunhai laughed, then nodded and said to Murong Yun, “Little boy, lead the way!”
Murong Yun nodded quickly, then looked at Wang Lin and smiled warily. “Senior is definitely not a Soul Formation cultivator. Junior didn’t know before; I hope senior won’t blame me.” After that, he flew ahead. Mu Yunhai signaled to Wang Lin and the two of them followed behind.
As for the ugly woman, she hesitated for a moment before following them.
Although Murong Yun’s speed was very fast, it was still too slow in Mu Yunhai’s eyes. Half an hour later, Mu Yunhai snorted and moved forward, grabbing Murong Yun, turning toward Wang Lin, and said, “Fellow cultivator Ceng, you and I will each take one of them and charge towards the altar at full speed. If we are slow and the Cultivation Planet Crystal breaks, then we will all die here.”
With that, he held Murong Yun and suddenly quickened his pace before disappearing into the distance.
Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. He waved his right hand and the ugly woman was immediately surrounded by a mysterious force. Wang Lin flew into the distance with her.
“Is it senior Ceng Niu?” The woman was behind Wang Lin and a hint of her scent entered Wang Lin’s nose.
Wang Lin replied calmly, “Yes.”
The woman wondered for a moment, then suddenly said, “Senior, be careful of Murong Yun.” After that, she remained silent.
Wang Lin and Mu Yunhai moved very quickly. With Murong Yun’s guidance, they quickly crossed the plains.
Three days later, an endless mountain range appeared beneath them. Above the mountain range was a huge black cloud. This black cloud continued to churn and emit a terrifying aura.
On the west side of the mountain range was a very tall mountain peak. Most of the peak was hidden in the black clouds, so only half of it could be seen from outside the black clouds.
Under Murong Yun’s guidance, Mu Yunhai charged into the black clouds. Wang Lin spread his divine sense and followed closely.
In the black cloud, Wang Lin opened his mouth and shot out a black light. The black light quickly disappeared in the black cloud.
Then he patted his storage bag and took out something. With a single move, the object also disappeared into the black cloud. He did all this very inconspicuously with the cover of the black cloud, so no one detected anything. Even the woman next to him did not notice because the difference in their cultivation levels was too great.
The mountain in the black clouds was somewhat blurry; it was as if something was wrapping around the mountain peak, giving it an ethereal feeling. At the top of the mountain was a large platform, and in the center of the platform was a black altar.
This altar is a tower with steps leading to the top. There is a hollow at the very top of the tower with black mist pouring into it.
Mu Yunhai held Murong Yun and landed on the altar.
Wang Lin landed after them.
They saw traces of dried blood on the altar and the smell of blood could still be smelled. Sometimes they heard wailing from the black clouds as if a ghost was crying.
After Wang Lin landed, he let go of the woman and his eyes lit up. After looking around, he saw that this place was very different from what Situ Nan had described.
The altar that Situ Nan told him about was in a valley surrounded by mountains, not a mountain peak. His gaze immediately turned cold.
Mu Yunhai spread his divine sense and looked around. Then he said, “Junior Murong, is this the altar you are talking about?”
Murong Yun nodded quickly and said confidently, “Senior, this is the place. However, senior must be careful; other than the first eight-leaf shaman, those who followed him all died mysteriously.”
Mu Yunhai stared at Murong Yun before quickly reaching out to Murong Yun and placing his hand on Murong Yun’s forehead. Mu Yunhai’s eyes lit up and he whispered, “Soul search!”
Murong Yun let out a miserable groan and his body began to tremble. Mu Yunhai’s eyes lit up even more and then he released Murong Yun after a while.
Murong Yun fell like a pile of mud. His body exuded an aura of death and remained motionless.
“Fellow cultivator Ceng, this person is not lying!” After that, he jumped onto the altar. “Fellow cultivator Ceng, I will scout. Please guard me!”
“Okay!” A hint of mockery appeared in Wang Lin’s eyes.
Mu Yunhai arrived at the top of the altar in the blink of an eye. After standing there for a while, his expression suddenly became strange. His eyes flashed a strange light as he looked at the depression on the altar.
Soon after, joy appeared in his eyes and he laughed. “This is the place! Fellow cultivator Ceng, I will go first!” After that, he walked to the center of the altar and disappeared.
The ugly woman hesitated for a moment. She looked at Wang Lin and then at Murong Yun before pondering silently.
Wang Lin sneered and did not look at the altar. Instead, he looked at Murong Yun and aimed the spell at his forehead.
As soon as the spell arrived, Murong Yun suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the spell, and crushed it, then he stood up and stared at Wang Lin. Black gas suddenly appeared and covered his face, then his originally handsome face became fierce.
“How did you know?!” His voice carried a mysterious power.
Wang Lin’s eyes were calm as he said, “I can tell you, but you have to answer a few questions of mine.”
Murong Yun’s eyes lit up and he said, “Interesting. You answer me first.”
Wang Lin said calmly, “All cultivators want to keep themselves clean, so they keep spare clothes in their storage bags. It’s rare for someone to show up in a disheveled state like you.”
Murong sneered and said, “Just because of that?”
Wang Lin’s expression was still calm. He looked at Murong Yun and said, “Of course there is another story, but now I want to know what you said.”
Murong Yun snorted. “I am made of soul fragments! Tell me what else can reveal my secret!”
Wang Lin said, “Your clothes are too old and not like those worn by cultivators who have just entered. What is your purpose?”
“I have no intention; I just don’t want you guys to get the Cultivation Planet Crystal. Besides, are those the only two points?” Murong Yun frowned.
Wang Lin sighed and shook his head. “The last reason is the symbol on your clothes…” With that, Wang Lin’s right hand suddenly moved. He activated the celestial spiritual energy in his body and then a spell containing celestial spiritual energy suddenly appeared before him. As his right hand lifted, the celestial spell shot toward Murong Yun.
Murong Yun sneered and did not move, but the moment the heavenly spell landed, his body collapsed into strands of black gas and disappeared into the surrounding black clouds.
Wang Lin did not chase and a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes. Soon after, a scream came from within the black cloud and strands of black mist flew back and condensed back into Murong Yun’s body. His expression was extremely ugly as he looked around and said to Wang Lin, “You are not an ordinary Soul Transformation cultivator!”
A 30-foot-long flag fluttered from the black cloud. The flag moved like waves within the cloud. A large number of soul fragments entered and exited from the flag. There were ten major souls within the black cloud with their gazes locked on Murong Yun.
Among these main souls was a golden purple Qilin. Its eyes showed a sharp gaze.
Wang Lin had refined the one billion soul flag once again on his way here with Situ Nan. He merged his other two flags into it, so now Qilin and Li Yuanfeng were both the main souls of the one billion soul flag.
Now this billion soul flag has 28 main souls!
“Do you think you can trap me like this?” Murong Yun sneered and attacked once more. He turned into black mist again and flew toward Wang Lin’s hole.
Wang Lin’s body retreated and his gaze became cold. He raised his hand and whispered, “Seal!”
At this moment, another flag flew out from the black clouds. As soon as the flag appeared, a large number of barriers flew out from it. With extremely fast speed, they closed and created a cage the size of a person, trapping all the black mist inside. The cage quickly shrank to the size of a fist.
This ball was made of barriers. The rows of barriers completely sealed the black mist inside.