As he spoke, Lin Xun ran the Meditating Magic to observe the pattern of the stars and to guard his sea of consciousness.


In Lin’s Sea of Consciousness, a scene of circulating stars suddenly appeared in the void. They shined brightly, releasing a clear and dazzling light.

It was the soul power, and Lin Xun fully displayed it with the help of Meditating Magic.

Suddenly, Wei Mingzi, who had been laughing proudly and wildly, got stiffened, and his pupils dilated. Overwhelming expressions of amazement and disbelief warped his face.

It looked that a ghost became alive.

He shivered and roared with rage, “The Meditating Magic! You’ve comprehended the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo! That’s the power only the divine-tattoo stylite has. How can it possibly be controlled by you, a Human-gang bastard! How can this be!?”

The voice was hysterical and full of fear.

Wei Mingzi's illusory figure was frantically dodging, seemingly to avoid the bright rays of stars.

But in Lin's Sea of Consciousness, he was a master. With a move of his mind, the stars poured down like a waterfall, enveloped Wei Mingzi's figure, and made it impossible for him to escape.

Wei Mingzi uttered a wretched scream, trembling all over. He looked terrified to the extreme without a shred of arrogance and immortality he was showing just now.

Indeed, he never expected that when he finally found a chance to get rid of Heaven-accessing Place that had trapped him for thousands of years, he would be suddenly faced with adversity again. Even in the age he lived, the Meditating Magic could be regarded as the most terrible method in the world.

In the past, Wei Mingzi would not be so afraid. After all, this was only a unique method of spiritual cultivation. But the cruel thing was that he had only a trace of residual soul at this time. Right now, what could hurt him most was the spiritual power.



How could this happen?

Can’t this world accept me, Wei Mingzi?


Star glow swept through the figure of Wei Mingzi and trapped him like a broken straw in the sea. His illusory figure was collapsing inch by inch.

Wei Mingzi was like melting ice in a sea of fire.

“Please, please, be merciful, my friend.”

Wei Mingzi was totally frightened. He was trapped for countless years. He could hardly escape, so he was unwilling to die again.

“Don't kill me. Don't you want to know why I can survive in Heaven-accessing Place?

“My friend, please, let me go. I promise to teach you all I have learned. You can have the boundless power needed to ascend the cultivation path and control the whole world.

“Why won’t you speak? Is that still not enough? As long as you let me go, I'm willing to be a slave and fight deadly battles for you. Go here to read the whole chapter -> A Heaven-shaking Strike



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