Chapter 2083: The qualifications to enter

The continuous roar of the sea wall storm suddenly increased several times, the sound was shocking, causing a large number of cracks to appear in the surrounding space. The strange sound, like the sound of ghosts crying, whistled with a sharpness and impact, containing the power to shake the mind and collapse the body. It centered on the sea wall storm and thundered in all directions.

The hundreds of rainbow-colored beams of light that had just transformed into the three-vein strongmen from the ancient clan had just barely managed to stand up, and were now looking at the magnificent sea wall storm with shock and awe, clearly feeling the power of heaven and earth that was contained within it, a power that was enough to destroy them.

This power can make all living things tremble and all living things fear, but it does not include Wang Lin and the six great immortals of the ancient gods. At their level of cultivation, they have their own different levels of resistance and… disregard for this magnificent power.

Wang Lin ignored the roar. The sound did not cause the slightest tremor in his heart. It seemed that even if the sound was as loud as it could be, it would not have the power to make him feel scared.

At his current level of cultivation, not to mention the Xiangang Continent, even in the infinite world outside the Xiangang Continent, things that can make him feel shocked are already extremely rare.

However, the six Great Celestial Emperors were not like this. Although they were not greatly affected by the loud sound, they understood that many of the cultivators and people from the various clans behind them were probably unable to bear it.

Song Tian did not hesitate. Almost at the moment the sea wall storm roared, his body swayed and he appeared directly beside the ancient clan members. He flicked his sleeves and a huge sun appeared behind him. With his cultivation as a Great Celestial Emperor, he helped the three-vein clan members resist the sea wall’s loud sound.

Xuanluo and the extremely ancient Great Celestial Emperor also did the same. The three of them worked together to prevent the hundreds of Sanmai clan members who were panicking from being injured or retreating in the sudden roar.

The same was true for the Xianzu. The three of them, together with Song Tian and the others, simultaneously used their respective cultivation to form a protective barrier to protect the hundreds of Xianzu cultivators who existed in the midst of the roaring.

Only Wang Lin sat quietly cross-legged, calmly watching from beside the sea wall storm.

He didn’t help anyone, it was pointless.

After 12 days, Wang Lin already knew the result. He looked at the people from the Xian and Gu clans around him and closed his eyes.

“There are still 12 days before the opening, but the roar of the sea wall storm is just like the first two days before the opening of the ancient realm in the past…”

“If this continues, I’m afraid they won’t be able to stay here!”

“This time, the ancient realm is strange, very different from the past!”

The six Great Celestial Emperors of the Xian and Gu clans on either side of the storm looked at each other, and their expressions became gloomy.

With the resistance of the six of them, time once again passed. Every day that passed, the roar of the storm here would become more intense. When there were only nine days left before the opening of the ancient realm, the roar of the storm here had already spread throughout the vast basin. Even in the counties and islands near the edge of the basin where the Xian and Gu tribes were located, the roar of the storm could be faintly heard.

When the ninth day of the opening dawned, the roar of the storm was indescribable, and even the six great immortals could not resist it.

The loud roar had already shattered the sky, leaving cracks in the ground, and caused the hundreds of people protected by the six great immortals to bleed from their seven orifices.

“There are still nine days! I can’t hold on any longer. At this level, it’s already like the last day of the opening of the ancient realm of the gods in the past. If we continue to hold on, there will be death tomorrow, and even we will be injured before entering the ancient realm of the gods!”

“This time the ancient realm is opening, and I’m afraid that so many people can’t enter…” Wu Feng spoke quickly, and Dao Yi nodded in silence beside him.

The Emperor of the Long Dynasty gritted his teeth and, without hesitation, immediately sent out a divine thought.

“All cultivators below the Golden Throne, retreat and quickly teleport out of this vast basin!”

At the same time as his words were spoken, the three of them from the ancient clan also made a decision. They saw that the hundreds of clan members they were protecting, among whom those who had not successfully survived the three losses and seven tribulations, were all retreating in a flash, leaving the center of the roaring at a very fast speed.

After a moment, the two sides of the sea wall storm, the two sides of the clan and the monks, each only less than a hundred, due to the reduction in the number of people, making the six great heavenly kings of the Xiangu, the pressure was also reduced by more than half.

All this was seen by Wang Lin, who remained silent and made no move, only looking at the sea wall storm and the gap between the gates made up of nine pillars that seemed to be a little bigger.

Time passed once again, and in the blink of an eye, three more days had passed. There were only six days left before the opening day. At this moment, the roar of the sea wall inside and outside was several times stronger than three days ago. This had never happened when the ancient realm of the gods was opened, and it made the six great immortals of the Xian ancient look anxious.

They have once again become unbearable. Unless the number of people is reduced again, they will also be implicated.

“Wang Lin!” Xuan Luo looked at Wang Lin. This was the first time he had spoken to Wang Lin in the midst of the roaring of the sea wall. In fact, Song Tian and the extremely ancient Great Celestial Emperor had long since placed their hopes on Wang Lin, but they were also wondering why the ancient path had not yet arrived at this point.

But this is not the time to think about it. After hearing Xuanluo’s opening, Song Tian and the Great Ancient Supreme Emperor immediately looked at Wang Lin.

“Master…” Wang Lin stood up and looked at Xuan Luo, who had used all his cultivation to fight against the roar, and sighed.

“Master, it’s useless. They will never be able to enter the ancient realm of the gods, and even you… will never be able to enter it…” Wang Lin spoke softly, but still raised his right hand and waved it toward the less than a hundred clan members who were being guarded by the three Xuan Luo.

After this swing, the three of them no longer felt any pressure, as if the roar had disappeared into thin air. The nearly 100 clan members also recovered from their pain and returned to normal.

“The ancient path should have also noticed this, so he didn’t show up and forcibly intervened.”

Upon hearing this, Xuan Luo and the others were silent. They also felt the strangeness of the opening of the ancient realm this time. There were still six days left, and it was difficult for them to imagine what the roar would be like on the last day. They were afraid that even they would have to retreat…

The ancient clan has the help of Wang Lin here, but the immortal cultivators on the other side of the sea wall are under the protection of the three long-time emperors and have to break their arms again.

“Golden-robed cultivators… Celestial cultivators, all retreat and quickly teleport away!” The voice of the Eternal Emperor echoed, and among the nearly 100 cultivators, most of them looked at the sea wall in silence, with regret, and left one by one. In the end, only 11 remained.

Not all of the Jumping Celestial Masters would choose to come here. These eleven were the ones who chose to come here.

Only six days remain.

These six days were like a torment for everyone except Wang Lin. Although there were many people in the ancient clan, Wang Lin’s previous words had made them hesitant.

When three days had passed again, and only three days remained until the opening, the sea wall here roared, more than several times the previous opening. The Immortals, except for the Great Immortal, only had eleven remaining Jumping Immortals, who, in their reluctance, silently left, choosing to teleport out of this vast land.

The three of them sat cross-legged together. Without the Jumping Celestial being there to protect them, they could each resist the roaring sound of the sea wall with all their strength, allowing them to last longer.

Looking at the scene of the Xian clan magi on the other side of the sea wall, Xuan Luo and the others felt bitter. They had a hunch that what Wang Lin had said was true.

If it weren’t for Wang Lin’s intervention, they would probably be like the others over there, with only the three of them left.

The last three days will also be the most difficult three days. In the blink of an eye, a day has passed. At the moment when this day passes, the storm on the sea wall here has suddenly increased by a terrifying degree, a hundred times!

The sky and earth collapsed, becoming countless fragments that spread out, making the sky and earth become nothingness. The three of them instantly turned pale, and without hesitation, they quickly linked their consciousnesses together to fight against it.

On the ancient side, everything was as usual. Xuanluo and the others seemed to not feel the roar of the surge, but everything they saw in their eyes gave them a new understanding of Wang Lin’s power.

On the second day before the opening, Gu Dao came.

His arrival was silent and unobtrusive, as if he had always existed here, stepping out of the void and sitting cross-legged next to Wang Lin. He glanced at the storm on the sea wall and sighed.

“Xuan Luo, you three stay behind, the rest of you, leave,” he said, raising his right hand and waving it toward the nearly 100 clan members, but seeing these people’s bodies immediately become illusory and slowly disappear.

Wang Lin looked at Gu Dao for a moment, but did not speak, but continued to look at the sea wall storm, and saw that the gap in the stone door inside it had grown larger. A hint of expectation appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, outside the stormy sea wall, only the eight of them existed. The world around them was a void, and the heavens and earth had collapsed, as if they were illusory. When the day passed, and the last day before the opening arrived, the storm roared here, churning the void and forming a magnificent vortex. The vortex spun rapidly, and the three long-lived emperors of the Immortal Race all spurted blood, their bodies rolled back, and they retreated a thousand zhang in succession. In their unwilling hearts, they knew that they had reached their limit.

Dao Yi was the first to leave with a grimace, followed by the helpless Wu Feng. Only the long-ruling emperor, with a distorted expression and bulging veins on his face, wanted to persist under a low growl.

But he only lasted two hours before he disappeared with a bitter look on his face.