Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Then, the silver light pierced into his Nascent Soul like lightning, causing the essence in his body to solidify, his supernatural powers to be lost, and he couldn't even self-destruct.

Yuanying's face turned pale in an instant, and he stared at the young woman in white beside Wang Lin in disbelief.

"Good! Your moves are getting more and more skillful."

Wang Lin looked at Yin Yue with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Listening to Wang Lin's praise, Yin Yue smiled.

Looking at the silver moon in front of him, Wang Lin put his hands behind his back.

Now it seems that I can take a trip to the Far West.

Although he has four levels of Dayan Jue in his hands, he wants to find the remaining two levels of Dayan Jue in the hands of Dayan God.

This place in the far west is a place I must visit.

But I will be busy in the days ahead.

There is no time to rest.

After going to the far west, I will plan to go to the Demon Valley.

In the original novel, the means to enter the Demon Valley was controlled by the Ghost Spirit Sect.

And after he stepped in, the Ghost Spirit Sect naturally had no chance to intervene.

Although the Far West is close to the South, it is actually quite troublesome to get there.

One must first pass through the various countries of the Righteous Alliance, and then cross a desert that stretches for thousands of miles.

This desert is a bit strange, with strong hurricanes blowing over it all year round.

If a cultivator wants to cross this sand, he can only do so on foot, otherwise his magic power will be exhausted by the hurricane before he can use it.

Therefore, although the various factions in Tiannan knew of the existence of the Far West, its area was only comparable to that of two medium-sized countries in Tiannan.

Due to the scarcity of resources and the desert blocking the way, it is inconvenient to travel there, so both the righteous and evil paths and other sects have never paid much attention to it.

Today, the entire Far West is still occupied by the Thousand Bamboo Sect.

However, all these hardships were not difficult for Wang Lin, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"lets go!"

Wang Lin didn't say much, and directly drove the wind wheel away.

After flying for several months, what appeared before our eyes was an endless desert.
In the original novel, it took Han Li more than a year to travel back and forth to the Far West.

And his cultivation was now far superior to Han Li's, so his escape skills were naturally better than Han Li's as well.

Therefore, Wang Lin estimated that if nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to make the round trip in a year.

……

A few months later.

A stream of yellow light flashed through the air and finally landed in front of a huge sect built with spiritual bamboo.

"Qianzhu Sect!"

Looking at the huge plaque standing at the mountain gate, Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and smiled faintly: "The Qianzhu Sect now does not even have a Nascent Soul cultivator. I think the Great Evolution Divine Lord must be very helpless at this moment."

With this in mind, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his huge spiritual consciousness enveloped him at this moment.

It completely enveloped the entire sect.

In just half a cup of tea, a golden light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.

"Got you!"

Wang Lin's figure flashed and turned into a pale white shadow, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

When Wang Lin reappeared, he had already arrived at a library.

Wang Lin looked at the second floor of the attic.

A shabby black puppet was now slumped on the ground.

And inside that puppet, Wang Lin could clearly feel a faint fluctuation of his soul.

If I remember correctly, Lord Dayan is currently living in this puppet.

Wang Lin still had great admiration for Lord Dayan.

He is extremely talented and is able to deduce the magical skill of Dayan Jue.

It would be best if you could hand over the last three levels of the skills, but if you are unwilling, then I will be ruthless.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and then he jumped to the second floor of the library.

A black puppet that is more than one meter tall, hunched over and covered in dust.

And with the appearance of Wang Lin, the silent puppet slowly raised its head at this moment.

A pair of pearly eyes now emit a light red light.

Wang Lin was in a trance for a moment, and vaguely saw a shadow flying towards his forehead.

"Seize the body?"

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled coldly.

Immediately afterwards, a golden flame appeared between his eyebrows.

The flames appeared so suddenly that it was beyond the expectations of Lord Dayan.

"what!"

Following a shrill wail, Lord Dayan disappeared in mid-air under the burning of the Heavenly Phoenix Fire.

And as Lord Dayan was destroyed, a stream of memories unique to Lord Dayan appeared in his mind.

"uh-huh!"

Wang Lin groaned and carefully searched the memories in his mind.

This was also thanks to the fact that his cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and he had practiced the Dayan Jue.

Divine consciousness is extremely powerful.

Only in this way can one withstand the immensely powerful soul of Lord Dayan.

……

Inside the Tianji Gate, Elder Lu’s cave looked quite simple.

After Wang Lin passed through a passage more than 20 zhang long, he arrived at the cave hall, which was a stone house about 70 to 80 zhang square.

Standing in the house were a kind-looking gray-haired old man and a middle-aged man wearing a tall crown. They were welcoming Wang Lin's arrival.

"Friend Wang, you are finally here." The gray-haired old man greeted with a smile.

Nan Longhou said with a slightly bitter smile: "Brother Wang, you have kept us waiting for a long time. We have each sent people to look for you here for more than a month."

"It's a pity that you are so elusive and there is no trace of you. I almost thought you changed your mind."

However, there was a glimmer of joy in his eyes.

Wang Lin sighed and explained helplessly:
"The place where the two Taoist friends live is so secret that it is really not easy to find."

"And I just happened to be in seclusion for a while recently, so it's normal that you can't find me."

He then spoke to the two men without hesitation while sitting down.

Wang Lin became famous in the border battle, and it was even rumored that he defeated a middle-Nascent Soul elder of the Jin State Demon Sect.

Nanlong Hou expressed his doubts and asked Wang Lin.

Wang Lin modestly denied his own strength, claiming that his previous fame was only gained by luck.

Elder Lu and Marquis Nanlong had some doubts about Wang Lin's cultivation. Although they knew that Wang Lin was not an ordinary early Nascent Soul cultivator, it was still unbelievable that he could kill a middle Nascent Soul demon cultivator.

Rumors about Wang Lin were flying everywhere, making the two even more confused. Nanlong Hou laughed dryly and praised him perfunctorily:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, there is no need to be modest. The more powerful your magical powers are, the more help they will provide to our journey to the Fallen Demon Valley."

"If your cultivation level can rival those three top cultivators, it would be something we both long for."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lin just smiled slightly and did not dwell on the topic any further.

Elder Lu said in a deep voice:

"Since my brother is willing to go with us, I believe you have carefully considered the previous suggestion."

"I wonder if you are willing to join me in entering the Fallen Demon Valley and kill that ancient fire toad together?"

After these words were spoken, Nanlong Hou also looked at Wang Lin with a serious gaze.

Wang Lin responded calmly:
"I naturally don't want to miss such a good opportunity. But before making a decision, I want to know first, if we succeed, how will the treasures in the remains of the ancient monk be distributed?"

"If it can satisfy me, this trip is risky but worth a try."

Although he had already decided in his heart to go to the Demon Valley, he remained calm at this moment in order to gain an advantageous position in the negotiations.

The fight for treasures is often accompanied by complex trade-offs and games.

Nanlonghou and the old man had been thinking over and over again about the distribution of the treasure. When Wang Lin proposed that the three of them share the treasure equally, the old man responded quickly, but Wang Lin did not express his opinion immediately. Instead, after some contemplation, he proposed his own conditions, that is, the inner elixir of the ancient fire toad beast must belong to him.

Elder Lu understood and agreed, because the elimination of the Fire Toad Beast still depended on Wang Lin's ability. Although Nanlong Hou thought about it, he did not object in the end. Wang Lin's demand for the Fire Toad's Inner Core seemed small, but it added a new variable to the fight for the treasure.

"That's right. Even if you haven't said it explicitly, as long as you are willing to help, this inner elixir should belong to you." Nanlong Hou's expression eased a little, showing an attitude that this matter was not difficult to discuss.

Wang Lin smiled slightly when he saw this: "In this case, you two Taoist friends should be so straightforward. I am not a greedy person. I am willing to go with you two Taoist friends."

"With Fellow Daoist Wang entering the valley with us, we will surely be able to obtain the treasure smoothly."

"I really need to rely on Brother Wang's strength."

Seeing Wang Lin agreed, Nanlong Hou and the old man could not hide their excitement and invited him one after another.

"You two Taoist friends are too kind. I am well aware of my own cultivation level. This time when we enter the valley, you two Taoist friends should still take the lead, and I should be the auxiliary. Moreover, only if the three of us work together can we escape unscathed." Wang Lin would not be confused by the two people's words of praise, and smiled calmly.

"Of course. Since we have invited you to cooperate, we have full confidence in you. Otherwise, why would we invite you to come? If those sinister villains of Ghost Spirit Sect get the Yin-Yang Ring, I will kill them and take the treasure." When Nanlong Hou mentioned Ghost Spirit Sect, his face still showed resentment. It seems that the setback he suffered last time was really unforgettable for him.

When Wang Lin heard this, he couldn't help but look at Nanlong Hou's face again.

Nanlong Hou's complexion is ruddy, but the extent of his recovery is unknown.

The three then began to discuss the specific matters and arrangements for entering the valley.

Time passed quickly, and after seven days, the miasma in the Wanling Mountains finally dissipated.

The Demon Valley is located in the northwest of the Wanling Mountains. It is vast and covers an area of ​​100,000 miles.

This place was once the battleground for ancient demons, and the surroundings and the sky are all covered with numerous restrictions.

Each restriction is extremely powerful and interconnected. One move can affect the entire body, making it difficult to overcome.

The only entrance without any restrictions is a narrow passage that is a hundred feet wide and more than ten miles long.

This passage was originally unobstructed, but due to the impact of the battle between ancient monks, it is now filled with countless space cracks.

These cracks have various shapes, some flashing white light, which is extremely eye-catching.

Some are dim and difficult to distinguish, appearing and disappearing.

What’s worse, it is invisible and intangible, and difficult to guard against.

The cracks vary in size, with the largest being more than ten feet wide, enough to swallow dozens of people.

The small ones are only a foot long, like a sharp blade hanging in the air, which is terrifying.

What’s particularly tricky is that these cracks move, open and close on their own over time, and their patterns are difficult to predict.

The space cracks within the Demon Valley are extremely dangerous, causing countless cultivators to die before they even set foot in the outer valley, even including some masters in the Nascent Soul stage.

Therefore, the Demon Valley is known as the most dangerous place, largely due to these deadly space cracks.

Wang Lin and the other two arrived outside the Demon Valley.

A formation emitting a pale yellow light was looming.

"In that case, let's go in!"

Wang Lin glanced at Nanlonghou and the other man, and without much hesitation, he stepped forward.

In the Demon Valley, most of the gravel slopes have collapsed, the weeds are half a person tall, and the surrounding hills are undulating.

This place is a million miles wide, and people are seldom seen.

Wang Lin turned his head and saw a sunken area not far away. It was a hundred feet in radius and there was no grass growing. It was obviously not formed naturally.

He stood on the edge and looked carefully, and found that it was an extremely neat round pit.

The pit was filled with a gray gloom, and the soil was so thick that it was difficult to discern the bottom.

Wang Lin stared for a long time, a thoughtful look on his face.

A moment later, he clasped his hands together, raised them and waved them, and a hurricane over ten feet high suddenly formed in front of him.

Wang Lin uttered the word "go" softly and flicked his sleeves.

In an instant, the hurricane swept the dust on the ground and rushed towards the center of the pit.

Wherever it passed, gravel and dust were swept up.

Soon, the true appearance of the stone pit was revealed. Below was a stone wall, the surface was dark red lava-like and extremely smooth.

"This is……"

Wang Lin recognized it at a glance. It was obviously formed by high temperature fire. Considering the shape of the pit, he couldn't help but look horrified.

Could this be a huge pit caused by a fireball similar to the fire bomb technique?
If he released a fireball himself and hit the stone wall, a similar stone pit would be formed, but the area would be no more than a few feet in size.

Compared with the hundred-foot-deep stone pit in front of us, it is nothing.

Could this be the magical power of the ancient monks? Is it really that powerful?

Wang Lin pondered blankly for a long time before he let out a long sigh and shook his head.

He had been thinking in a biased way before.

This pit could also be caused by an attack from some ancient fire treasure.

But even so, the magical powers of the ancient cultivators are indeed far beyond the reach of today's cultivators.

Wang Lin slowly walked around the stone pit and saw nothing unusual, so he stopped and looked up at the sky.

It was noon, but the scorching sun had disappeared, replaced by endless yellow clouds emitting a faint light.

Wang Lin was used to this kind of scene and looked calm.

He knew that this was due to some kind of restriction covering the sky, and it was probably difficult to take off at the moment, otherwise the restriction would be triggered.

Despite this, Wang Lin still flicked his fingers, and a golden gold-eating insect flew out of his hand and soared into the sky.

He watched the insect fly with an expressionless face.

Sure enough, when the insect rose to a height of fifty or sixty feet, a blue lightning bolt came down from the sky and accurately hit the gold-eating insect.

The insect rolled and fell to a height of seventy or eighty feet, but it spread its wings as before and returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

Wang Lin looked thoughtful upon seeing this, and then used his spiritual sense to recall the flying insect.

After identifying the direction, his whole body was shining with spiritual light, and he slowly flew westward in a ball of green light.

Wang Lin didn't dare to run at full speed rashly.

After all, this place is full of dangers. If you accidentally run into a restriction or a space crack, you will undoubtedly be seeking your own death.

While Wang Lin was planning in his mind, he did not hesitate to consume a lot of his energy and released his spiritual consciousness completely.

Wang Lin was also very interested in what kind of treasures were hidden in the remains of the ancient monks guarded by the ancient fire toad beast. (End of this chapter)