The soul fragments came out of Wang Lin’s body one by one. Each soul fragment was in the form of red lightning. This had to do with Wang Lin’s Ji Realm. In fact, each soul fragment was a Ji Realm soul fragment.
A thousand Ji Realm soul fragments came out of Wang Lin’s body and disappeared as they scattered in all directions.
As for Wang Lin’s root soul fragment, it stayed in his body. Right now, Wang Lin’s soul was extremely weak. He slammed his bag of holding and the poisonous black sword came out and carved a hole in the ground. He sat down cross legged in the hole, then took out the restriction flag, took a deep breath, and held it up.
The restriction flag fluttered without any wind. It suddenly grew in size and covered up everything in a 100 kilometer radius.
Meanwhile, the restrictions came out one by one and landed in the surrounding area. Then, nine giant restriction symbols floated out of the flag and motionlessly floated in the surrounding area.
After spreading out the restrictions, Wang Lin let out a breath and began to digest the cores he had consumed earlier.
As for his soul fragments, when they met a cultivator, as long as they are below the Nascent Soul stage, then the soul fragment would kill the cultivator and steal their core.
Time slowly passed. Whenever a soul fragment managed to get a core, it would immediately come back, drop it off, then head out again.
As a result, the already chaotic Sea of Devils, in which frequent killing was already occurring, became even more chaotic. Even some of the mid sized sects were starting to move.
After two days, Wang Lin sat cross legged inside the area covered by the restriction flag. His face was pale and his core had already shrunken to the size of a thumb nail. His cultivation had dropped to the early stage of Core Formation.
All of the energy from the cores his soul fragments had brought back had been stored in another location. He was preparing for the critical moment, the moment to give that red thread the fatal blow.
Wang Lin formed a seal with his hand and shouted, “Soul fragments, return!” in a husky voice.
Suddenly, all of the soul fragments, no matter where they were, stopped and started to return. In the Sea of Devils, one could see lines of red lightning flash across the sky, all heading in the same direction.
As each piece of red lightning passed through the restriction flag and returned to Wang Lin’s body, his soul became more and more powerful. Once all the soul fragments had returned to his body, a flash of cold light flashed across Wang Lin’s eyes as he controlled the spiritual power inside his body and attacked the red thread.
Three days later, in the area covered by Wang Lin’s restriction flag, the flag suddenly shrank, until it returned to its regular size and landed in the hand of a white haired youth.
Wang Lin waved his right hand and returned the restriction flag to his bag of holding.
His face was no longer pale. In these three days, he didn’t manage to eliminate the red thread completely, but managed to surround it with spiritual power, thus, solving the crisis of his core being destroyed.