บท 1139: The Seven-Colored Spike

The woman clad in silver withdrew her gaze after a long while, and the confusion in her eyes deepened. It seemed she recalled something, albeit vaguely. In silence, she raised her hand and, guided by her faint memory, waved it. A ghostly light flashed, transforming into a seal that she placed at the cave's entrance.

If Wang Lin had been conscious, he would have been astonished. This seal was the Life and Death Seal! His mastery appeared to surpass that of the elderly woman's, demonstrating exceptional skill.

Wang Lin was not unconscious for long. A few hours later, he awoke, startled by the sight at the cave's exit. He glanced at the woman in silver without speaking, then sat down to meditate and cultivate.

Time passed swiftly, and in what seemed like an instant, three days had elapsed.

During these three days, the outside world remained tranquil, without any disturbances. It was as if all the cultivators in the Seven-Colored Realm were in a period of healing.