Extreme Realm Though Weak, It Can Still Shatter Jade; Though Ants Are Tiny, They Dare Shake Mount Tai
Wang Lin His fingertips clenched tightly, the tea cup cracked slightly in his palm, and the hot tea splashed on his skin, but he didn't even notice it.
The long silver hair fell down on his shoulders, covering the surging scarlet in his eyes. Only his voice was as cold as tempered ice. "Senior's words are wrong. When Teng Huayuan slaughtered my Wang Clan family, did you ever give a child a choice? Did you give my parents a chance to reincarnate?"
Wang Lin slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Luo Chuan. The spiritual power of the Nascent Soul Realm surged uncontrollably. The tablets in the ancestral hall trembled slightly, and the candlelight flickered, making the tears on his face look like blood stains.
"Extreme Realm may be weak, but he can break jade into pieces; ants may be tiny, but they dare to shake Mount Tai!"
"Even if Teng Huayuan breaks through to become a god today, even if you, senior, try to stop me, Wang Lin will never retreat!"
Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and tapped the table with his fingertips a little harder. The invisible Yingbian Realm pressure spread, and the beams and pillars of the ancestral hall were instantly covered with cracks, and dust fell rustlingly.
Luo Chuan stared at Wang Lin indifferently. "I am not trying to stop you, I just want you to see the reality clearly. The magical power of monk Spirit Severing Realm can turn rivers upside down and shatter mountains and earth. With your little cultivation, you can't even break his protective aura, so how can you talk about revenge?"
"Furthermore, your parents' souls are trapped in City of Wrongful Death and have been burned by the fire of reincarnation for hundreds of years. I have a way to lead them into reincarnation and renew the bloodline of the Wang Clan."
"And after Teng Huayuan surrenders, Wang Clan will become Zhao Kingdom's first Immortal Clan. The past grudges can be settled and the family can prosper, so why not?"
Wang Lin stood up abruptly, Heaven Defying Bead around his waist quietly felt hot, and a cool breath traveled along his meridians, calming his chaotic mind a little.
At this moment, Wang Lin sneered and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, "Senior's kindness is appreciated by this junior, but if my parents knew better, they would never accept the kneeling of their enemies. Wang Clan's prosperity does not need to be adorned by the Teng Clan's surrender."
Wang Lin walked to the center of the ancestral hall, looked at the memorial tablets in the room, and spoke in a low and firm voice.
"When I escaped from the Hengyue Sect and struggled to survive in the Blood Sea, a mountain of corpses, I did not rely on other people's pity, but my obsession with revenge."
"Extreme Realm I didn't have enough spiritual power, so I worked hard to cultivate my magical powers. The gap in cultivation was too big, so I looked for opportunities. If I dare to stand here today, I have already put life and death aside!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Lin suddenly raised his hand, and dozens of bloody talismans flew out of the storage bag. The talismans spread out in the air and turned into twisted human faces. They were the souls of the Teng Clan disciples he had killed over the years.
"These people are the backbone of the Teng Clan. When I killed them, Teng Huayuan was in retreat making a breakthrough."
"Senior thinks I can't break his protective aura? That's because he hasn't seen the energy of Extreme Realm Divine Sense yet."
"And I got a magic weapon from it. Even if I die, I will make Teng Huayuan pay a heavy price."
A trace of indifference flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes. Yingbian Realm's spiritual consciousness swept over those bloody talismans, and he could feel the overwhelming resentment and pure Extreme Realm power contained in them.
"Blood Soul Curse uses the soul as a guide. Although you can explode with power beyond your own cultivation, if it is counterattacked, your own soul will be shattered. Is it worth it for the obsession of revenge?"
"Worth it!"
Wang Lin answered without hesitation, with a determined light shining in his eyes, and said firmly, "I, Wang Lin, have been loyal to you all my life, and I will never stop hating my parents, and I will hate my family until death!"
"Either I kill Teng Huayuan, or I die in his hands, there is no third way!"
Listening to Wang Lin's words, Luo Chuan stood up slowly, shrugged, and said, "In that case, Teng Clan let you Wang Lin handle the matter by yourself."
"However, Nascent Soul Realm is still no match for the Spirit Severing Realm. I advise you to seek revenge from Teng Huayuan after you break through to the realm of god transformation."
Luo Chuan waved his right hand, and saw two beams of light from Heaven Defying Bead appearing in front of him. There was a villain in both beams, and the villain inside was the father and mother of Wang Lin.
"Father, mother!" Wang Lin immediately ran over, hugged the remaining ray of soul, and said solemnly, "Senior, what do you mean?"
"Because of your childishness and strong heart, I have decided to help your parents reincarnate. As for your future choices, just follow your heart."
Luo Chuan glanced at Wang Lin, put one hand behind his back, and said, "Your parents have been dead for hundreds of years, and now their souls are shattered. If you don't make a choice, I'm afraid it won't be long before you are completely shattered."
"By that time, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven to reincarnate."
Wang Lin was shaken all over. The arms holding the two weak beams tightened suddenly, and the knuckles turned white from the exertion.
He lowered his head and stared at the two vague but familiar figures in the light beam. The outlines of his father and mother were gently swaying in the halo.
It seemed as if it would completely dissipate in the next second.
Hot tears burst into his eyes instantly, rolled down his cheeks, and dripped on the beam, causing tiny ripples.
"Dad... Mom..."
Wang Lin's voice was choked with sobs, so hoarse that it was almost out of tune. The hard shell that had been built up for many years suddenly shattered at this moment.
The tolerance and obsession of revenge in the past turned into a surge of grievance and regret in front of the remaining souls of my parents.
"It's because the child is unfilial and makes you die in vain and endure so many years of suffering... It's because the child came late..."
The little man in the beam seemed to be sensing something, and he raised his hand slightly, as if stroking his cheek, but it could only pass through his fingertips and turn into wisps of fine flakes of light.
Wang Lin can feel the faint warmth, which is the remaining love of his parents. Even if his soul is broken, he still cares about his surviving son.
"Senior, please... please let your parents reincarnate well..."
Wang Lin suddenly raised his head, his vision blurred by tears, and kowtowed deeply to Luo Chuan, hitting his forehead heavily on the cold ground.
"Wang Lin In this life, I will never forget the great kindness of my predecessors!"
Luo Chuan nodded silently, condensed a soft spiritual power on his fingertips, and slowly poured it into the light beam.
The two haloes gradually became brighter, and the outline of the villain became a little clearer. They looked at Wang Lin, their lips moved slightly, as if they were saying something, but no sound came out.
Wang Lin stared at them, carving this last scene into his heart, and tears kept falling like broken pearls.
The little man in the beam seemed to smile with relief, and then slowly closed his eyes.
The halo began to shrink and fade, and streaks of light slipped from Wang Lin's fingers and floated to the top of the ancestral hall, turning into dots of starlight.
Wang Lin hugged the light beam tightly, tears wet his eyes, as if he wanted to keep them, but no matter how hard he tried, the figures of his parents were still dissipating little by little.
"Don't... Father! Mom! Don't go, don't go...!"