He did not put away the small green sword and he let it linger around.
The hole wasn’t big and it was very moist but Wang Lin didn’t care about those things. After cleaning his wound on his forehead with some spiritual liquid, he retracted his soul, closed his eyes and sat.
Morning on the next day, Wang Lin opened his eyes. His gaze flashed and he sprayed out a breath of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy formed into fog and floated in mid-air. Wang Lin did not stop there. With some hand seals, he created some blue light.
The blue light instantly dissipated when it entered the spiritual fog. The spiritual fog was as if it was boiling, and it strangely contracted and expanded.
Wang Lin’s expression was normal as he kept on making blue lights with both his hands continuously. They all shot into the spiritual fog, and slowly, it boiled more and more violently. The contracting and expanding speed also quickened.
After that, using his right hand, the Teng Li ice sculpture floated. Blue light flashed from Wang Lin’s chest and Situnan instantly melted the ice state without even Wang Lin telling him to.
In at instant, the blue-coloured crystals on Teng Li’s body completely disappeared.
Wang Lin’s gaze flickered, and with the point of his right hand, the spiritual fog instantly floated onto Teng Li’s body. They went into his body from the 7 apertures of the head. Instantly, Teng Li’s body started shaking and twitching. Both of his eyes were closed tight and a painful expression was on his face. After a short while, the spiritual fog all drilled into Teng Li’s body.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and had a serious heavy expression on his face. Without saying anything, he bit his right hand index finger and drew in the air. A strange blood symbol appeared as he did that.
Wang Lin flipped his right hand and hit the symbol. That symbol instantly flew out and marked itself on Teng Li’s chest.
Teng Li’s body violently shook. His hands and feet were twitching while his nose keep bleeding. But the blood that dripped out did not drip down and it all floated and gathered around in one spot.
After that, a clear sound came from Teng Li’s body. His face suddenly reddened, and at the same time, all his exposed skin started to redden as well.
Drops of blood oozed out from his skin.
Wang Lin’s serious face got even more serious. Without even blinking, he drew a blood symbol mid-air and hit it at Teng Li’s chest again.
Suddenly, Teng Li opened his mouth and made some involuntary groaning sounds. After that, all the blood vessels in his body exploded and blood kept on oozing out from his body as it gathered together.
In a blink, a huge blood ball floated above Teng Li’s body. The current Teng Li lost all the redness from before and quickly became pale.
At that time, Wang Lin was sweating from his forehead. He looked at the blood ball and quickly did some hand seals. Occasionally, he would send out a few spiritual light rays, occasionally he would draw some symbols. Gradually, that huge blood ball slowly shrunk, and at the end it became as big as a fist and it emitted a strange dark red colour.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. His entire body was soaked by sweat but he did not stop. He sprayed out some spiritual fog and some blue light. When the spiritual fog was boiling, he pointed it at Teng Li, and the spiritual fog entered through his mouth, nose, and 7 apertures once again.