Wang Lin held the black stone up. It was not a Space Stone. He looked up at Du Qing and clasped his hands.

“Many thanks, Brother Du!”

Du Qing quickly shook his head. He blinked and softly asked, “What is inside?”

Wang Lin faintly smiled and shook his head without answering. He looked at the sky and spoke slowly.

“I won’t say more. Brother Du, if there is a chance, we will meet again. Goodbye!” Wang Lin let out a sigh and disappeared with one step toward the sky.

As Du Qing looked at Wang Lin’s departing figure, he vaguely understood something. He secretly let out a sigh and shook his head. He then turned into a ray of light to head back to the Great Soul Sect to tell Old Ancestor Green Bull he had completed his task.

Wang Lin merged with the world and left the Seven Dao Sect. He appeared in a desolate desert, which was not common in the Heavenly Bull Continent.

It was night and the cold wind was blowing through the desert. The wind was bone-chilling and was enough to freeze mortals. Cultivators...