Just as Wang Lin was about to utter the final number, Barbarian Beard suddenly straightened his back.
His eyes flashed as he stared at Wang Lin.
"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated. I may be a rough man, but I still have my dignity. If you insist on forcing me, then I'll have no choice but to experience your methods."
As his words fell, an overwhelming surge of blood qi erupted from his body.
His cultivation actually surged—
breaking through to the late-stage, perfect Nascent Soul realm!
"Has this barbarian gone mad? He's burning his Nascent Soul!"
The Extreme Yin Ancestor and the others turned pale.
Burning the Nascent Soul could temporarily raise one's cultivation, but once the Nascent Soul was exhausted, there was only one outcome—
body and soul destroyed, with no chance of reincarnation.
The price was unimaginably high.
None of them had expected Barbarian Beard to make such a choice.
"Very well," Wang Lin said calmly. "I'll grant your wish."
In the next instant—
a terrifying pressure descended from the heavens, slamming Barbarian Beard to the ground.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The surrounding space shattered like broken glass, violent sonic booms erupting as if his flesh and bones were being crushed by invisible mountains.
"Ahhh—!"
Barbarian Beard screamed, struggling to rise, but was pressed down again without mercy.
Cracks rapidly spread across his Royal Scale Armor, crawling over it like massive pythons.
In just two breaths' time—
this famed top-tier defensive magic treasure shattered into countless fragments.
Along with it, Barbarian Beard's iron-hard body collapsed and exploded.
Even after burning his Nascent Soul to briefly reach late-stage Nascent Soul strength, he was still utterly no match for Wang Lin.
Wang Lin reached out and casually crushed Barbarian Beard's Nascent Soul.
Seeing this scene, the Extreme Yin Ancestor and the others were utterly terrified, cold sweat soaking their backs.
Even after burning his Nascent Soul, Barbarian Beard had been completely suppressed—
without the slightest chance to fight back.
Nascent Soul cultivators were truly terrifying.
"I, Wang, have already said it," Wang Lin spoke indifferently.
"Those who do not hand over their soul blood...will die."
He waved his hand, sending the collected soul blood directly to Han Li.
Although he had refined away his demonic energy, that did not mean he had become soft-hearted.
When it was time to kill....
he would still kill.
And without mercy.
Thank you, Senior Wang."
Han Li bowed deeply to Wang Lin and accepted the soul blood he handed over.
With this soul blood in hand, Han Li now effectively held the lives of the Extreme Yin Ancestor and Wan Tianming in his grasp.
With a single thought, he could erase them...body and soul alike.
From this moment on, these Nascent Soul cultivators would also have to ensure Han Li's safety.
Because if Han Li died, they would perish as well.
The Extreme Yin Ancestor and the others were truly unlucky.
They had come to the Void Heaven Palace seeking opportunities, only to encounter Wang Lin—this living calamity.
Not only did they gain nothing, but they lost everything they had, including control over their own lives.
That said, compared to Jin Kui and the Barbarian Beard, they were still fortunate.
If they had encountered Wang Lin before his Mortal Transformation, they likely wouldn't even have had the chance to beg for mercy.
—Thump!
At that moment, a resounding bell echoed above the Void Heaven Palace.
Its sound was deep and lingering, like immortal music descending from the heavens, instantly refreshing everyone's spirit.
Following the bell, the massive central gate of the Void Heaven Palace slowly rose.
Within the gate, streams of radiant light swirled as profound array patterns flickered in and out of view, emitting a chilling spatial aura.
This was the teleportation array leading into the outer hall of the Void Heaven Palace.
Anyone who entered would be randomly transmitted to a region on the third level of the outer hall.
Looking at the towering golden gate, longing filled the eyes of everyone present.
Many had prepared for this moment for decades—some even for centuries.
Yet now that the entrance was open right before them, not a single person dared to move.
Everyone, the Void Heaven Palace has opened," Han Li said calmly. "I'll distribute the items later. Let's enter first and search for opportunities."
He put away the pile of storage bags on the ground and turned to Zhu Chen, Wang Lin, and the others.
They had come all this way to help him—now that the palace was open, he naturally wouldn't be stingy.
Only by sharing resources could everyone grow stronger together.
"What about them?"
Xiao Yan pointed toward the Extreme Yin Ancestor and the rest.
Sensing the gazes from Zhu Chen and Wang Lin, the Extreme Yin Ancestor immediately bowed with clasped hands.
"Please rest assured, seniors. We are willing to guard the exterior of the palace and protect this place for you. We will not allow anyone to interfere."
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