He opened his mouth and the Celestial Sealing Stamp flew into his mouth and was refined by the thunder inside his origin soul.
"After a long time, this treasure will definitely contain some thunder from my origin soul!"
After swallowing the stamp, Wang Lin's eyes lit up, then he slapped his bag of holding and three purple flags flew out. The purple flags wrapped around each other and released flashes of restrictions.
A while back, a messenger of the Thunder Celestial Temple was sealed by Wang Lin along with these three flags.
Wang Lin's hand formed a seal, and with a point of his finger, the restriction on the three flags dissipated. The moment it disappeared, the sealed origin soul of the messenger flew out. His eyes were filled with terror and he attempted to teleport away the moment he broke free.