I, the Chaos Being, joined the chat group at the start.

Black King was speechless. Why did no one believe him when he told the truth?

Was his own character really that despicable? Black King was extremely depressed for a moment.

Fortunately, Gai Jiuyou, Jiang Taixu, An Miaoyi, Yao Xi, Qingdi and others later explained the situation.

Only the Empress, the Western Emperor, and the Emperor believed it.

Because of this news, Emperor Zun and Wu Shi suddenly broke through the bottleneck of the Immortal King realm and completely stepped into the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm.

An Miaoyi also had a great opportunity. Because Xu Yi had completely embarked on the path of sacrifice, she received a gift in her pursuit of Xu Yi's path. She entered the realm of Quasi-Immortal Emperor without any bottlenecks, and there were still no obstacles in this realm.

Given Xu Yi's Daoist cultivation level, it's only a matter of time before An Miaoyi reaches the Immortal Emperor realm.

In addition, Ye Fan also exerted his strength, and in just a thousand years, he stepped from the Mortal Immortal realm to the Immortal King realm. Entering this realm, he became a giant in this realm.

Everything was progressing in a positive direction, but no one knew when the threat from the highland tribes would arrive.

……

The world of group members, the immortals' reversal of time and space, the land of ancient gods.

"We're doomed. I never imagined that this Ancient God Land was such a huge conspiracy. No wonder it only goes in and never comes out. It turns out that everyone has been turned into puppets by the Ancient God Tuosen."

Situ Nan's voice rang in Wang Lin's ears. Wang Lin was fleeing for his life, pursued by dozens of Nascent Soul stage experts, all of whom were subordinates of the ancient god Tuo Sen.

"Fortunately, we obtained the inheritance of the ancient god's memories. Now, as long as we leave this place, and with Tuosen sealed away, we should be able to escape," Wang Lin said.

“It’s difficult. In the ancient war, the ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient monsters were almost wiped out and never appeared again. I didn’t expect that a living ancient god is sealed here. His cultivation level is probably at least six or seven stars. Even if I were at my peak, I would have to run away if I encountered him,” Situ Nan said.

"Situ, didn't you say you were the number one expert on Vermilion Bird Star?" Wang Lin said.

"Nonsense, of course I am the number one expert on Vermilion Bird Star, but this little Vermilion Bird Star is nothing compared to the vast universe. The strongest here is only at the peak, and the peak is only the first step of the realm."

If Tuosen were at his peak, he would probably be at the second-stage peak, maybe even…” Situ Nan was indeed frightened. He had always been unruly, but the ancient gods were monsters, even intolerable to heaven and earth.

……

Chapter 409 Eight-Star Ancient God, Happy Li Muwan

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In an instant, dozens of Nascent Soul stage monsters surrounded Wang Lin, all eyeing him menacingly, including some Nascent Soul stage beings who were even above the Nascent Soul stage.

These cultivators were all powerful figures from Vermilion Bird Star and other cultivation stars. They came here for the treasures of the ancient gods, but ultimately became puppets of the ancient god Tuosen.

"Insects, hand over the legacy of memories!" one of the Nascent Soul cultivators, a massive figure resembling an iron tower, declared.

The Nascent Soul cultivator's eyes were bloodshot; his consciousness had been erased and he had been temporarily possessed and controlled by the ancient god Tuosen.

Wang Lin's expression was solemn. "Tuosen, even if I hand over the inheritance of memories to you, you won't let me live."

"Clever ants!" The ancient god Tuosen smiled wickedly.

Even he hadn't expected that the Memory Inheritance, which countless cultivators had failed to obtain over the years, would eventually fall into the hands of Wang Lin, a Nascent Soul cultivator. It was simply unbelievable, and he wondered what was so special about this ant.

However, this is the legacy of an ancient god, and it is impossible for it to be left to a human.

Although the ancient god Tuosen is an eight-star ancient god, which is equivalent to a third-step cultivator, he can be said to be among the strongest in the countless cultivation stars in this universe, a top-tier existence.

But in essence, he is not a complete eight-star ancient god.

Because he was actually an incarnation of an evil thought. Back then, Tu Si, an ancient god of the eight-star royal family, failed in his attempt to reach a higher realm by practicing the forbidden technique of the ancient god clan, the Ink Flow Clone Technique, which led to the birth of Tuo Sen.

Tuosen was very strong. Because Tusi failed to break through, he could only seal Tusi with all his might before he died. Tuosen obtained the power of the ancient god.

For Tuosen to be complete, it must inherit Wang Lin's memory; only by combining the two can the peak divine power of the eight-star ancient god be reproduced.

This legacy of memories resides in the sealed land, but Tuosen has no way of obtaining it.

Now that Wang Lin has become the successor, giving him a complete and perfect opportunity, how could he possibly let it go?

A group of Nascent Soul puppets attacked Wang Lin together, putting him in grave danger, as the gap in their cultivation levels was insurmountable.

Upon seeing this, Situ Nan directly possessed Wang Lin, transforming his primordial spirit power into Wang Lin's source of power.

Because of joining the Great Dao Chat Group, Wang Lin has had many extraordinary encounters over the past two hundred years, and Situ Nan's Nascent Soul has thus gained many benefits, enabling him to exert even greater power.

After being possessed, Wang Lin's cultivation temporarily broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, and even reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

"Wang Lin, watch carefully, this is how the Nirvana Finger is used."

Situ Nan shouted and used the supernatural power he had once comprehended from the nameless immortal technique.

Endless Yellow Springs Qi surged into the sky, demonic energy was boundless, and demons and monsters howled. A demonic finger, entirely purple and covered with runes, descended from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the three Nascent Soul stage puppets blocking the way were instantly killed with a single finger.

"Have you gained any insights?" Situ Nan asked.

"The power of this finger is not condensed magic power, but a mysterious and profound existence. What is it?" Wang Lin asked.

“Naturally, it’s about the realm of intent. Wang Lin, a cultivator must comprehend the realm of intent to enter the Nascent Soul stage. The power of intent is the foundation of the Nascent Soul realm. Nascent Soul cultivators will integrate their intent into their spells. If you can’t perceive it, you will be at a great disadvantage in combat,” Situ Nan explained.

"I see," Wang Lin said, suddenly understanding.

"Although I only have the Nascent Soul stage left, my artistic conception is already perfect. These puppets are at the same level, and I can kill them with a single finger." Situ Nan smiled proudly.

"I never expected that you, an ant, would possess the primordial spirit power of a cultivator who has almost reached the first stage of perfection." Tuo Sen saw through Wang Lin's change at a glance.

Previously, due to the Heavenly Reversal Pearl, Tuo Sen was unable to detect Situ Nan's presence.

Now that Situ Nan has taken the initiative to appear, Tuo Sen can see through his true intentions with a single thought.

"I'll protect Wang Lin, even if you're an ancient god, I'll make you suffer a lot." Situ Nan glared angrily.

Even so, Situ Nan was still extremely panicked, but he had to protect Wang Lin no matter what.

After two hundred years of encounters, their relationship had long surpassed that of fellow Daoists and master and disciple, becoming more like that of father and son.

"An ant that has only taken its first step dares to bark like a dog!" Tuosen sneered.

Wang Lin sighed. The gap between the two sides was too great. Even if he played all his cards, it would be of no use.

Moreover, he didn't want to trouble the group members with this kind of thing.

Since the mission is already accomplished, getting away shouldn't be difficult.

"Tuosen, do you really think you've got me cornered? If I want to leave, you can't stop me," Wang Lin said.

"Haha, interesting. This place has already been sealed off by me. What makes you think you can escape?" Tuosen mocked.

"How about we make a bet? If I manage to leave, you'll pass on your power to me?" Wang Lin said.

"You...you overestimate yourself!"

Tuo Sen was furious, never expecting Wang Lin to be so greedy.

"Does a mighty ancient god not dare to gamble?" Wang Lin laughed.

Tuosen's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Insect, if I kill you, the inheritance will be mine! But I'll take this gamble. If you can leave, the inheritance of power will also be yours!"

"Well then... goodbye, Tosen."

Wang Lin immediately used the "Teleportation Card" item and instantly left the Ancient God's Land.

"??" Tuosen.

"Tusen, the Legacy of Power is yours to keep. I will come and retrieve it myself in the future!"

Wang Lin's voice reached Tuo Sen's ears, causing the man, who had lived for countless years, to freeze in place.

This place is heavily guarded; even a fully-fledged expert at the first stage of mastery would be firmly controlled and unable to escape.

Let alone a Nascent Soul cultivator?

"Wang Lin!!"

The entire ancient land of gods was engulfed in a sea of ​​blood, and the angry voice of Tuosen could be heard.

Cultivation of the Demonic Sea.

Using the items in the Dadao chat group, Wang Lin was able to escape this time.

Although he won the bet, he didn't dare to accept the inheritance of the ancient god's power, since the gap between the two sides was too great.

With his current cultivation level, it would take him at least a thousand years to digest the inheritance of memories, let alone the inheritance of power.

"You little brat, if you're so capable of running away, you should have said so earlier. I don't know when I'll be able to recover my primordial spirit power," Situ Nan complained, realizing he'd wasted his time possessing her.

"Thank you so much, Situ," Wang Lin said, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

"Wang Lin!"

A gentle voice reached Wang Lin's ears, and Li Muwan appeared before him, her eyes filled with excitement.

The teleportation talisman landed right in front of the cave dwelling that Wang Lin had created for Li Muwan.

Upon seeing Li Muwan again, Wang Lin felt an even deeper, inexplicable emotion.

"I am back."

Wang Lin responded, and although his tone sounded cold, Li Muwan saw more emotion in his voice than usual.

Afterwards, Wang Lin entered his cave to meditate and digest the ancient god's memory inheritance.

The key to this inheritance is the ability to condense an avatar that cultivates the path of the ancient gods.