Seeing the door of the hall closed, Chen Lin frowned deeply.
He noticed something unusual.
Among this group of people selected, not only is there no super strong person like Madam Miaoyin, but there is also no resurrected person.
Even the direct descendants of major forces such as Xin Yueling are missing.
He didn't believe that none of these people chose the black light gate, nor did he believe that they could not pass the assessment of the big ship.
Coupled with the slight exclamation he heard when the Source Soul was infused into his body, it was hard for him not to suspect something.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know the secret behind the arrangement of these seats?"
Chen Lin was thinking about something when a gentle voice appeared in his mind. It turned out that someone was communicating with him through his soul.
He glanced at the old woman beside him. The voice came from her. She was old and wrinkled, holding a dragon-headed cane in her hand, as if she was about to die.
As for his cultivation level, it is suppressed by a mysterious force and cannot be determined clearly, but it is at least above the Spirit Transformation level.
However, since the other party can sit in the second chair, it shows that he has something unique in his soul.
And judging from the pleasantness of his voice, the other party's appearance seemed to be disguised.
It was normal for a group of people to disguise themselves in a treasure hunt, and he did the same, so he didn't need to worry about it. After thinking about it, Chen Lin also sent a soul message: "I don't know, could it be that fellow Taoist knows?"
"I know a thing or two."
Chen Lin was greatly surprised by the old woman's answer.
He immediately asked, "Do you know what's going on? Can you share it so we can discuss it?"
"sure."
The old woman's voice sounded, and then she said, "Time is running out. I'll make it short. We have all been deceived by the Resurrectionist and those super strong ones. There is no treasure here at all. It is not the so-called Immortal Palace, but the center of the formation that suppresses evil in this world!"
"What is their purpose then?"
Chen Lin asked quickly.
He didn't care whether it was a treasure or not. He mainly wanted to find out whether there was a passage to leave this world.
"I don't know what they want to do specifically, but they definitely don't have good intentions. I suspect they want to sacrifice us to achieve some purpose."
"Sacrifice?"
Chen Lin was a little skeptical and said, "It's unlikely. If it was a sacrifice, why kill so many people on the ship? The more people there are, the better the effect of the sacrifice, right?"
"Haha, if I don't kill so many people, how can I get the Soul Infusion reward?"
The old woman sneered.
Chen Lin was slightly stunned. He had never thought about it in this direction, but now after hearing what the other party said, it might really be the case.
His expression turned a little ugly.
It’s not because it absorbed the source soul of the dead monk, but if it is true as the old woman said, someone is secretly controlling everything, then the controller must control some of the functions of this fairy palace.
To quickly refine the souls of so many dead monks and turn them into pure source souls is not something that a mere Void Refining monk can do. Even a Mahayana monk cannot have such means.
Only immortals or immortal treasures can do this.
"You said those people wanted to sacrifice us. What does this have to do with the order of the seats?"
Seeing that the hall was completely silent and there were no further instructions, Chen Lin continued to inquire via voice transmission.
The old woman immediately replied: "I guess there are limits on sacrifices, so the other party sacrificed most of the people to allow us to meet the requirements. The people who sit in the front seats are more likely to meet the requirements. We can't just sit there and wait for death. We must unite and resist at the critical moment!"
"Can!"
Chen Lin agreed without hesitation.
Although I am skeptical about the sacrifice theory, it is certain that someone is manipulating this place, and it will be beneficial and harmless for us to unite to protect ourselves.
The old woman was very satisfied that Chen Lin had been persuaded. She shifted her attention to the other side and sent a message to other people.
Chen Lin concentrated on thinking and analyzing what might happen next.
But before he could think about it for much longer, he saw the door of the hall opened and a group of people walked in.
Chen Lin couldn't help but be stunned.
He knew all these people, Zi Shu, Jin Yao, Wu Xingma, and Yun Haishang!
Chen Lin's eyes flickered. It seemed that the old woman was right. The Resurrectors and these powerful men had joined forces and had an unspeakable secret.
Under the astonished gazes of the monks, Zi Shu walked to the high platform in front and looked around.
He paused for a moment on Chen Lin's body, and then said: "Don't guess, everyone. The selection of large ships is not done by us, and we don't have the ability to do so. It is the selection process of the Immortal Palace. But since you are here, you can cooperate on the next matter."
"How can we cooperate? You are a resuscitator, right? How can we trust you?"
A gloomy voice sounded from the middle position.
Chen Lin looked over and saw a burly man with a black scale between his eyebrows. He had never seen him before, but judging from his appearance and the faint aura he exuded, he seemed to be a demon.
As soon as the burly man finished speaking, Wu Xingma said calmly, "Why, Daoist Fellow Mo, you don't even believe me?"
The burly man glanced at Wu Xingma and said, "Palace Master Wu is trustworthy, but why didn't you tell everyone about your alliance with the Resurrectionist before you came in, causing so many cultivators to die on the strange ship? As the strongest person in this world, you knew that this would be the result, but you kept silent. How can you bear it?"
Then he raised his voice and continued, "Everyone says that my demon race is cruel. Now it seems that we are much worse than you hypocritical people!"
Wu Xingma's eyes turned cold, but he didn't get angry.
Chen Lin looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. The other party actually dared to fight against Wu Xingma in this place. It seemed that he was not an ordinary person.
The surname Mo, a demon race
Suddenly, Chen Lin remembered someone.
The overlord of the Soul-Breaking Sea, the leader of the dragon clan, that old black dragon that has lived for who knows how many years!
The other party actually came here too!
Chen Lin was secretly shocked.
This is a terrifying existence, no weaker than Wuxingma, and even more so. No wonder he dares to speak so arrogantly here.
He thought that the Demonic Ancestor in the hall was the strongest, but he didn't expect that there was such a person hidden.
However, the opponent's position is in the middle, and his soul does not seem to be very strong.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little strange, Zi Shu spoke again: "I have said before that the selection of the ferry is an existing assessment task of the Immortal Palace. Before, the Immortal Palace was silent at the bottom of the sea, and these functions were in a closed state. Now that the Immortal Palace is open, all the mechanisms and formations have been activated. As long as you choose the black light door, you will be pulled onto the ferry. It is beyond our control."
"As for why you didn't inform me in advance."
Zi Shu looked at everyone, then looked at the burly man, sneered and said: "We are not here to do good deeds, why should we tell you? Fight for your own life, don't always rely on others"
"It's the same situation here!"
Zi Shu's voice became colder and colder. "I will only ask once. If you are willing to join us, please come over. If you are not willing, we will not force you. Just let yourselves die here!"
The monks sitting on the seats looked at each other, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
"Humph, it would be better to commit suicide than to cooperate with people like you who have lived for countless tens of thousands of years."
Mo Jiao snorted coldly, and then said: "Everyone, don't listen to their threats. The means we can use here are limited, and they can't do anything to us. We can unite and find a way out. There is no need to seek the skin of a tiger!"
These words immediately received responses from some monks.
If it was Wuxingma who came in alone, everyone would really agree to join his side, but the Resurrectors are the public enemy of the cultivators and have bullied the cultivators in every way possible. Everyone would rather unite with the demon clan than be with them.
Zi Shu frowned, but didn't get angry, as if there really were some restrictions here.
But he ignored Mo Jiao and looked at Chen Lin, saying in a gentle tone: "What does this fellow Taoist mean? Although we cannot completely control the Immortal Palace, we still have some understanding of it, which is better than running around like a headless fly."
Chen Lin thought quickly in his mind, weighing the pros and cons.
This Zi Shu is different from Li Renchou. He still abides by the rules. This can be seen from the last time he took the Cheng sisters away. If it were Li Renchou, he would not have spared his life.
But the other party is a resurrected person after all, an old monster who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years. If you deal with such a person, you will be tricked if you are not careful.
Moreover, Yunhai Shangren was also in the opponent's team, and he was not very willing to contact this person.
Seeing Chen Lin remained silent, Zi Shu continued to persuade him, "Daoyou has reached the level of Lianxu. If you continue to stay in this world, you will not be able to continue to advance. Don't you want to leave this world?"
Chen Lin hesitated for a while, but still nodded and said, "Since the Lord has summoned me, I will naturally not refuse. I just wonder how the Cheng sisters are doing now?"
After saying this, he retracted the effects of the Transfiguration and returned to his original appearance.
With Yun Haishang here, there is no point in hiding his identity, because the other party knows Xiaocao and knows the relationship between Xiaocao and him.
After the other party came in, he kept looking towards the grass, probably looking for him.
Zi Shu was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange look on his face: "It turns out to be you. Your transformation technique is quite mysterious, even I can't figure it out."
After making some comments, he continued, "If that's the case, then it's easy to deal with. Those two girls have been nagging you all day long. You'll be able to see them soon, and they'll be able to stop nagging."
Chen Lin's heart moved. The other party actually brought two women in. It seemed that he really wanted to leave this world through here. He should have some confidence.
He nodded, stood up and walked towards the other person.
"Why, Master Zi knows this fellow Taoist?"
Wu Xingma on the side glanced at Chen Lin and suddenly spoke.
Zi Shu nodded slightly but did not explain.
This made Chen Lin understand that Zi Shu's status was transcendent, and Wu Xingma was not on an equal footing with him. Even the resurrector named Jin Yao was very respectful to him.
Before the other party was reincarnated, he must have had a very high status. I just don't know if he was the one who took the lead in setting up the sealing formation for this world.
"It seems that the remaining people are unwilling to associate with us, so I wish you can leave alive!"
It seemed that Zi Shu came here just for Chen Lin. After inviting Chen Lin, he ignored everyone else and turned to walk towards the palace gate.