Outside the Ancient Ancestor statue, only seven halos remained, giving off a soft glow. However, one of the seven halos dimmed and seemed like it could dissipate at any moment.

“Wang Lin!!” Xuan Luo was blocked outside the ancestral temple. He was anxious and sent out a divine sense into the ancestral temple. However, it was like a cow entering the sea. Xuan Luo was uncertain if Wang Lin could hear it.

His hands formed seals and a sun-like halo appeared around him. He stepped into the ancestral temple, but he only took a few steps before he was knocked back out by the rebound force.

As Xuan Luo continued to try, inside the ancestral temple, Wang Lin’s body had completely dried out like a skeleton. There were no specks of light around him and his will was so dim that it was almost imperceptible.

Countless attempts at fusion had failed, causing his will to be almost wiped out.

It was completely silent,...