"The God and Overlord as once so that is the next one you have opened. It is rather early but the arrangement is not for me to decide. My successor, do you know what the significance of this?" The nagging voice of the Gray Figure woke Wang Ling from his stupor and he nodded without the need to think much of it.

"I already do. The True Devil God and the Overlord Soul that's it, right? Combine the two and then one will be able to create the Wings of Origin. Figure, where did this Wings come from anyway? What is the bloodline who possess such formidable wings?"

Having learned about the Wings of Origin it was simple piecing together he now has questions only the Gray Figure can answer. Of course, the Gray Figure answered with an "I do not know" because he had yet to reclaim his memories from his own tomb.

Wang Ling found this to be unwanted but he had to let it slip because he has no way of knowing whether he was telling the truth or not. Either way, he trusted the Gray Figure enough to believe his words and advice but not enough to leave his life on its decisions.

Having that experience only amounts to a single day he once again closed his eyes and once more call upon the legacy that lies in the two walls. Once again he entered it and this time he managed to draw out a useful martial technique.

Known as the [Roar of Chaos] he merely needs to circulate Chaos Qi he merely needs to call upon the cries of Chaos and bring out the essence it holds. In his mind, Wang Ling found this easy for some odd reasons.

His mind had already inherited what Chaos is thanks to the golden and red wall that it is making him think that it is merely his second nature. He is becoming more and more like a being of Chaos rather than a human.

Another passed after retrieving the Roar of Chaos two days still remain before the formation disappears. When Wang Ling went to check, the number of people gathering was much more significant than before.

There should be over three thousand people present and most of them were at the fifth meridian and beyond. More than a thousand of them are at the seventh meridian which makes sense considering the number of rankers and the surge of people from the outside.

Wang Ling closed his eyes once more in order to regain his concentration, he can no longer access that battlefield and watch the man in battle armor fight against the surge of the Holy Race and Devils but he had inherited two innate skills from his Holy Lord bloodline previously when he gained his sixth halo so he reckoned it was time for him to rack his brains and process those innate techniques.

The effects of the Holy Lord bloodline is mostly on the passive effects that augment his skills and immunity to most things. Just like his immunity to the four elements and his innate ability to control the elements; both are the ability he gained from the Holy Lord bloodline.

He had yet to actively process the new innate abilities he had gained, but when he does, he is sure that its effects is going to be maximized on his hands.

But it seems like there will not be a time when he will gain any freedom to collect himself because the instant Wang Ling closed his eyes he felt danger from above.

"DIE!" a loud scream rang and the sound of a sword tearing through the air was heard.

Wang Ling felt the killing intent directed at him and jumped away from the oncoming danger. Unfortunately, Wang Ling does not have the leisure to run away as the sword was moving too fast.

He wanted to draw his sword out but there was no time, with that, Wang Ling opened his palms and circulated his Chaos Qi. Unlike his Angelic Qi and Hellish Qi, his Chaos Qi is lease likely to be detected as no one can identify so easily.

Even if they did, they will have to die in the hands of Wang Ling because he can't have any liabilities. And besides, with the situation of the Black Dragon's Final Battlefield, he reckoned he will be able to use Chaos Qi.

According to the Gray Figure, this world is now isolated from the world outside. Unless a [High-God] appears and destroys the balance of this World none will be able to feel the presence of Chaos Qi. And because of that only one clear idea remains, if someone senses the Chaos Qi, Wang Ling will and must kill him.

He may risk having his identity revealed, but he has his methods on how he can silence the will that is stuck in the body of these Nobles. But the usage of Angelic Qi and Hellish Qi is a different matter.

First, the angelic qi can't be use because this is the Lower Heaven and the control of the Holy Race is tighter than any place making the usage of Angelic Qi difficult and dangerous. As for Hellish Qi, he can't risk being the public enemy of this isolated world. He will use Hellish Qi if there was no one present. But despite his ability to use Chaos Qi, he still needs to use it in moderation.

But right now, Wang Ling is free to use Chaos Qi to its fullest extent enabling him to jump three levels without a problem, "Moon Crushing Palm!" a sword tip and his palms met and this surprised the man who abruptly drew his sword against him.

Wang Ling's expression turned dark as his open palms touched the sword he felt something corrosive and a vile poison entering his body. Wang Ling felt something entering his body and pain made his right hand unable to draw out any strength from his body.

This caused Wang Ling to crease his brows and as he jumped backward he rode the strength of the sword being used against him. He let himself get blown to the trees dozens of meters away. Wang Ling crashed and he groaned in pain.

With his body on the ground, he secretly raised his eyes to see the person standing on the branch of the tree he was just in. A man with slender limbs and bony hands, pale white skin and dark green hair, he reeks of someone who uses poison.

[Is he with that trash?] Wang Ling asked himself and recalled the sight of the encounter he had a few weeks back and found it plausible. But when he looked around the presence of the brat was nowhere to be found so it was close to impossible.

[Well, whoever it is he is rather troublesome. To have pinnacle seventh meridian Immortal level of cultivation is a problem. He must be an original 'genius' in this place, damn, I hate dealing with these kinds of circumstances, it is always confusing on how strong they can truly become. Well, I first need to deal with this poisonous qi, it is rather sticky and resilient.]

In the Celestial Spirit Realm, Wang Ling was an invincible being when he shows up to fight. With his Angelic Qi and Hellish Qi he can close in the disadvantage even against 'geniuses' who can jump levels, and with his sword skills he can even slay those who are stronger than him.

But in this realm where his abilities are severely limited, Wang Ling can only slowly gauge the level of his opponents. This one in particular is a hard one, if he is a pinnacle-seventh meridian Immortal then there's a chance he can jump levels up to the ninth meridian and even tenth.

[Without angelic qi and Hellish Qi I can't jump levels that too far ahead.] Wang Ling knows his predicament all too well.

"Why are you acting? I know you jumped back when I hit you" The man tall man looked down on Wang Ling as he faked the injury.

The man jumped from the branch and then with his sword, he went ahead and attempted to behead Wang Ling.

Wang Ling felt the oncoming danger and brought out his Reaper.

The Quintessence of Killing appeared as Wang Ling retaliated with his sword. From the south, the sword traveled up to the north and like a river of blood culling the life of many Wang Ling's sword.

The smell of blood filled the air as Wang Ling's killing intent exploded, "Blood Seeking Blade: The Culling River."