Wang Lin fell silent.
The punishment for failure was so severe—being suppressed in the River of Time for countless chaos epochs. That was nearly eternal torment, more despairing than death.
He did not know what result this Dao Venerable wanted, but he knew in his heart that he seemed to have no right to refuse.
Wang Lin glanced at Li Wan'er beside him, her face full of worry. He took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
"This junior accepts. I will definitely let you see the future you wish for, Dao Venerable."
Shichen nodded slightly and pointed a finger. A stream of light entered Wang Lin's glabella.
"This law can protect you once. I will not interfere otherwise. I hope you truly will not disappoint me."
The moment his words fell—
A thunderous boom rang out across heaven and earth!
The Boundary Seal had been completely shattered!
"Kill!!!"
"Kill every ant in the Inner Realm! All resources, women, cultivation arts—whoever grabs them gets them!"
"Hahaha! Laozi has waited for this day for so many years!"
Countless Outer Realm cultivators surged in like a tide, bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes as they charged into the Inner Realm with savage grins!
From the very start, it was the cruelest kind of close-quarters slaughter!
The flashes of colliding magic treasures lit up the dark void, while the explosive crashes of clashing spells shattered stars.
Screams and battle cries intertwined, forming a bloody war song.
In a single exchange, tens of thousands of cultivators were slain, their bodies falling from the void like dumplings dropped into a pot.
Some from the Inner Realm looked back toward their homeland one last time and shouted loudly.
"Glory to the Sealed Realm! We cultivators do not fear a battle!"
Then they resolutely charged into the enemy