The Golden Bridge of the Paramita Bridge turned into a long rainbow, crossing the void and landing on the whirlpool.
Suppressed by the Golden Bridge of the Paramita Bridge, the rotation of the whirlpool suddenly became sluggish, and the magnificent light pillar lost its luster.
After a pause, the whirlpool suddenly turned in the opposite direction. The huge whirlpool, which had a vast area, quickly converged into a point, turning into an inconspicuous speck of light and drifting away.
As the Dao-changing Talisman flickered above Zhu Yi's head, he could see where the speck of light went. The Golden Bridge of the Paramita Bridge seemed to be omnipresent, extending infinitely and continuing to chase after the speck of light.
The light continued to shine between heaven and earth. The two sides, one chasing the other, were entangled in the void of the Spirit Sea.
On the Primeval Golden Lamp, the White Tiger Great Sage was no longer crouching. He stared at the flowing light in the sky and said, "I already knew that Yi Zi had such a cultivation. But this is the first time that I've seen Lin Daohan's true strength. He is quite extraordinary."
Yang Qing nodded and said, "This is under the condition that his Dim Sifting Divine Light can't be used against Second Senior Brother. He can still contend with Second Senior Brother's Paramita Bridge."
Lin Daohan's cultivation base had been raised by the Taixu Mark to roughly the same level as his own Dharma Ending Realm cultivation base. Even without the Taixu Sage Temple by his side, Lin Daohan's strength could still fight against Dharma Ending Realm demons, and he might even be able to win.
Such strength was enough to amaze the world.
Lin Feng looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile. Other than Xuanmen Tianzong, all the top geniuses who had reached the Primordial Soul Realm in the human cultivation world in recent years had encountered Zhu Yi.
In the past, Zhu Hongwu, who was in the Dao Fusing Realm, could fight against strong demons in the First Tribulation Stage with his bare hands. Now, Lin Daohan could do the same, but he still encountered Zhu Yi.
Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh in his heart, "Is this also a manifestation of good luck …"
Yang Qing stared at the sky for a moment. "His Divine Light of Creation can't work. If the stalemate continues for a long time, he will eventually fall into a disadvantageous position. Second Senior Brother isn't someone who will give his opponent a chance to turn the tables."
He turned to look at Lin Feng. "Comparatively speaking, Third Senior Brother …"
Lin Feng smiled faintly. "Tianhao is holding the line for him. Moreover, I have some confidence in your Third Senior Brother."
"This disciple naturally has confidence in Third Senior Brother," said Yang Qing. "It's just that the King Of The Underworld has always been crafty and unpredictable. However, since Tianhao is also here, there shouldn't be any problems. After all, the King Of The Underworld was heavily injured by your hands. "
As she spoke, Yang Qing raised her head and looked up at the independent gray domain space. "Master, that place …"
Lin Feng's God of War clone smiled and said, "It's fine."
As he spoke, thousands of the Great Path light streams between heaven and earth in the Spiritual Sea suddenly merged strangely, turning into an extremely magnificent and dazzling light belt that stretched between heaven and earth.
The Great Path light stream trembled violently, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions. Even Zhu Yi, Lin Daohan, Yue Hongyan, the Heavenly Wolf Great Sage, the monkey, and Golden Cicada, who were in the process of fighting, looked askance at it.
This was because this light stream was different from the usual ones. It actually showed a distinct color, which was as black as ink.
In this pitch-black light stream, one could vaguely see light shadows floating up and down, turning into images of all living beings.
There were powerful dragons, Kunpengs, Taoties, and other great demons and fierce beasts. There were ordinary humans, ordinary birds and beasts, flowers, birds, fish, and insects.
There were towering trees, low shrubs, vast grasslands, and wetland moss.
All kinds of living beings emerged from it. Then, they all withered and died in an instant, leaving only white bones and desolation on the ground.
However, this scene did not give off an eerie and terrifying feeling. Instead, it made people feel that it was only natural. Their hearts were filled with peace, as if they were watching the home that all living beings should return to, eternal peace.
Light shadows appeared one after another. In the end, even the seemingly lifeless mountains, rivers, sand, stones, wind, rain, and clouds seemed to be bestowed with life. Then, they entered a state of "death", eternal slumber.
Yang Qing's eyes focused, "This is the Great Heaven Primordial World's Dao of Death. It is the ultimate manifestation of the Dao of Death in the Spiritual Sea. It has condensed into a physical form. Then …"
He turned his gaze to the other side. He saw the Great Path light streams vibrate together in the void. Then, thousands of light streams strangely fused together, turning into a magnificent light belt. It also revealed an obvious milky white color.
Within that light belt, light shadows also appeared continuously. It was the complete opposite of the scene in the black light belt. Everything was full of vitality, reviving and growing. New lives were constantly being born.
Yang Qing's breathing quickened slightly. He stretched out his right hand and opened his palm. There was a tiny piece of sand there. It was extremely inconspicuous, but it seemed as if Yang Qing had to use all his strength to hold it steadily in his palm.
He took a deep breath and regained his calmness. He stared at the two thick bands of light in front of him, one black and one white, fluctuating ceaselessly in heaven and earth. "This is the real fight between Third Brother and the Emperor of Underworld."
Lin Feng smiled, "Tianhao has blocked his path from the outside, and Little Lin has blocked his path from the back. There is no way forward, and there are pursuers behind. It will be difficult for him to escape this time."
If he had a choice, the King Of The Underworld would naturally not be interested in fighting with Wang Lin in the Spiritual Sea.
Although the situation seemed to be changing drastically because of the crack in the Dead Sea, the King Of The Underworld, who had already been seriously injured by Lin Feng, did not intend to continue getting involved.
To him, the situation was no longer out of his control. It was completely out of his plans. There was no need to take any risks at this time.
Lin Feng was still in the Spiritual Sea. Even if he gained the upper hand in the fight with Wang Lin, there was no benefit to speak of.
Moreover, he had been injured by Lin Feng, and his strength had been seriously damaged. It was not suitable for him to continue fighting with others.
However, Shi Tianhao, who was cruising in the periphery, blocked him with the Great Celestial Wheel. In a sense, when he left the Netherworld Sea, Shi Tianhao had actually chased him all the way into the Spiritual Sea.
After being blocked by Shi Tianhao and slightly delayed, Wang Lin, who was behind him, had already caught up.
Shi Tianhao activated the Blue Sky All-Heavens Formation. The Sky City suppressed, and the Great Celestial Wheel hung high. It directly blocked off the space-time in front of him, blocking the King Of The Underworld's path.
Although his face was pale and his aura was much weaker, the King Of The Underworld still had a majestic aura. Seeing that the space-time was sealed, he had no time to break out if he could not defeat Wang Lin. Therefore, he simply stopped in his tracks and stood in mid-air.
He looked around at the realm that had turned into a blue sky. He didn't say anything, and his gaze finally fell on Wang Lin.
The young man had a cold expression. He was dressed in purple, and his long white hair was loose behind him. His gaze was indifferent.
The King Of The Underworld stared at Wang Lin and sized him up. Suddenly, he smiled. "It's not without reason that An and the others, as well as the disciples and disciples of Samsara, see you as a thorn in their side."
Wang Lin did not speak. However, with him as the center, the scenery of the world suddenly changed.
The blue sky formed by the Blue Sky All-Heavens Formation instantly turned into the dusky Yellow Springs. Wisps of black deathly aura spread in all directions. Silently, the Yellow Springs River of Forgetfulness flowed. A Bridge of Forgetfulness was erected on it, leading to the pitch-black Emperor Yan's Hall. The door of Emperor Yan's Hall opened. Two light wheels, one black and one white, one life and one death, spun rapidly.
In the depths of the hall, a mirror-like stone stood erect, reflecting layers of unimaginable scenes.
And on this Stone of Three Lives, there was an existence of light. It was faintly discernible and was filled with a mysterious aura of power.
The King Of The Underworld's gaze swept across the Yellow Springs Road, the River of Forgetfulness, the Bridge of Forgetfulness, Emperor Yan's Hall, the Stone of Three Lives, and finally landed on the hazy light above the Stone of Three Lives.
Seeing this light, the King Of The Underworld's gaze wavered a little. Slowly, he nodded. "You have a good master."
He walked leisurely in the air, as though he was on a field trip. He walked into the Nine Hells World formed by Wang Lin's spiritual power.
To others, the Yellow Springs World was a burial ground. But to the King Of The Underworld, it was as though he was walking on flat ground, relaxed and content.
Bone claws stretched out from the foundation of the Yellow Springs Road. They were originally going to grab the King Of The Underworld's body, but halfway there, they all prostrated themselves.
The torrential Yellow Springs True Water, which purified everything in the world, came to a complete stop in front of the King Of The Underworld. The entire River of Forgetfulness was like a frozen glacier.
The King Of The Underworld did not step onto the still River of Forgetfulness. Instead, he slowly walked onto the Bridge of Forgetfulness. As he walked, the green-black stone bridge was completely silent, without the slightest reaction.
He came to the front of Emperor Yan's Hall. In his eyes, black and white light alternated.
Within Emperor Yan's Hall, the two wheels of light, one black and one white, had originally been spinning rapidly. At this moment, their speed also slowed down, until they finally came to a stop.
The King Of The Underworld passed through the hall and came before the Stone of Three Lives. He took a look. "Is it mainly because of Rulai Daoist?"
He formed a seal with both hands and then struck out. A beam of white light flew out, and then rapidly turned into a multi-colored light.
In this multi-colored light, one could see countless lights and shadows alternating, revealing the myriad changes of the mortal world. Many carvings vaguely showed the city walls and countryside, the joys and sorrows of life, love and hate, and the countless entanglements of the mortal world.
Thousands of mortal worlds and thousands of karma appeared at the same time, shrouding the Stone of Three Lives. It temporarily blinded the power to predict the future of karma.
If this was the future Star Glazed Buddha Lord's Three Lives Karma Curse, it would be difficult for the King Of The Underworld to be so blinded. However, his opponent was Wang Lin, and the result was different.
Even though Wang Lin had the Stone of Three Lives and could still sort out the thousands of threads and clues of karma, it was not something that could be accomplished in a single move.
For a battle of their cultivation level, countless changes happened in an instant. If there was a slight delay, the present would become the past, and the future would become the past.
After blinding the Stone of Three Lives, the King Of The Underworld lifted his head to look at the blurry light above. His face revealed a look of deep thought.
And at this moment, the King Of The Underworld's heart stirred. He retracted his gaze and looked behind the Stone of Three Lives. There, a figure sat on the throne. He was dressed in a black dragon robe and had a flat crown on his head. He looked like the lord of the underworld. His facial features were no different from Wang Lin's, but he was cold and dignified, looking down on the common people.
He looked a little like the King Of The Underworld.
When the King Of The Underworld saw this, he felt a little strange.
He smiled and said, "Come down." As he spoke, Wang Lin, who was sitting on the throne and wearing the crown on his head, suddenly became unsteady. It was as though he was about to fall from the throne.
His appearance looked a little comical. It was as though a fake emperor on a stage had met the real Son of Heaven who had coincidentally arrived.
But when his spiritual sense and spiritual power came into contact with Wang Lin's figure, the King Of The Underworld could not laugh.
Emperor Yan's Hall shook at this moment. The black and white wheels of light that had been almost still started to rotate again!
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