Chapter 1134: Peak of the Cloud Sea, You’re Too Late

Great Divine Ability Cultivators like this old woman all detected Wu Qing's departure. Wu Qing's fame was immense, not only due to his cultivation but also greatly related to his identity.

After all, he was an Elder of the Demon Thicket Dao in the sixth-rank Star Domain!

His departure naturally stirred the hearts of many Old Monsters, especially those who guessed the reason for his leaving, paying close attention. In the main city of Eastern Penglai, Cang Songzi sat cross-legged in the room where he had previously traded, holding a Jade Slip, his expression uncertain.

"This time, if I go there again with so many Immortal Jades, I will definitely succeed!" He took a deep breath, about to meticulously ponder his plan again, when he suddenly looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the room to see outside, witnessing Wu Qing transforming into a long rainbow and departing.

"Although Wu Qing's cultivation has reached shattered nirvana, his greed has not only not diminished but has grown. What's more, this person has always prided himself on being cunning, but in reality, he is arrogant. I called him to participate in the gathering because I heard about the matter between his Demon Thicket Dao and Lü Zihao, wanting to see if a dispute could arise between them. Now that he has chased after Lü Zihao, Lü Zihao is sure to die. Never mind, I and this person have at least had a transaction, so I definitely won't let his Origin Crystals fall into someone else's hands." Cang Songzi's face revealed a sinister smile, his Divine Sense like lightning, directly heading towards Wu Qing, enveloping him for close observation.

On the fourth floor of a restaurant in the main city sat two Cultivators, one man and one woman. The man, dressed in white, was as handsome as a jade tree in the wind, while the woman opposite him was a beautiful young married woman, her floral jacket making her pretty face appear even more delicate.

They both looked up into the distance simultaneously. The beautiful young married woman sighed lightly, shaking her head,

"I don't think so," the white-robed scholar mused for a moment, a strange glint in his eyes, and chuckled, "Although this little fellow's cultivation can't compare to Wu Qing's, since he clearly knew Wu Qing was nearby and still dared to leave the main city, he must have something to rely on."

"Oh? This humble one cannot agree. This little fellow must have been startled and afraid, thus wanting to leave early, but he didn't expect that Wu Qing would chase after him regardless of his status." The beautiful young married woman chuckled, looking at the white-robed scholar.

"We'll know the outcome by watching," the scholar smiled slightly, and their Divine Senses suddenly spread out, heading straight for Wu Qing.

On a street in the main city, an old man with a pockmarked face walked slowly with his hands behind his back, looking at the rows of buildings around him, a nostalgic expression on his face, feeling quite emotional.

"If not for Cang Songzi's persistent invitation, I'm afraid I would never set foot on this Penglai Continent again…" He sighed inwardly, his expression shifting, and he suddenly looked up into the distance, his eyes flashing.

"What a blatant act of bullying the weak, using the strong to oppress the weak, openly killing to seize treasures!" The old man laughed heartily, his body swaying, and he landed directly on top of a house, sitting cross-legged there, his Divine Sense suddenly spreading out to watch the excitement.

In an inn in a sub-city on the outskirts of the main city, a thin old man in black, with two orbs rotating in his hands, stood by the window of his room, looking at the gradually brightening sky, his Divine Sense already spread out into the distance.

"Letting Wu Qing get there first… what a pity…"

These Old Monsters who had participated in Cang Songzi's gathering, except for the white-robed scholar, all believed that Wang Lin would surely die this time! Even the white-robed scholar only had slight doubts, but in reality, he knew in his heart that a Nirvana Cleansing Cultivator had no chance of survival before a shattered nirvana Cultivator!

It wasn't just them; at this moment, there were also some shattered nirvana Cultivators in the Penglai Market City who, due to Wu Qing's departure, secretly followed with their Divine Sense, and among them was Tang Lihai!

Tang Lihai sat cross-legged in his room, suddenly opening his eyes from meditation, but he frowned, hesitated, and sighed inwardly, yet he did not intervene.

"Sir once said not to provoke that person. Wu Qing, oh Wu Qing, why must you be like this…"

In the room next to Tang Lihai's, a middle-aged man sat at a table, holding a wine cup. Just as he took a sip, he suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with cold light, staring into the distance.

"Wu Qing, you are reckless!" After a slight hesitation, the middle-aged man's body flickered and he shot towards the distance.

Furthermore, Great Divine Ability Cultivators from other various Sects, who had not originally spread their Divine Sense, noticed that at this moment, so many Old Monsters had spread their Divine Sense within the Penglai Market City. Surprised, they all began to observe.

At this moment, the Penglai Continent was surging with wind and clouds, and undercurrents permeated, all because of Wu Qing's departure! No one could have predicted that the events that followed would shock everyone, making them forever remember a name that would ascend higher and higher to the Peak, eventually becoming an existence they looked up to. This battle on the Penglai Continent would be his first battle to dominate the Cloud Sea and display his cultivation!

Li Qianmei was not in the market city of Eastern Penglai, but sat cross-legged atop a towering mountain Peak that reached into the clouds. The mountain wind was strong, making her hair dance. Her eyes shone brightly as she silently gazed westward.

Wang Lin was as fast as lightning, leaving Eastern Penglai and speeding towards the Western Plains. Behind him, a long rainbow pierced the sky, chasing relentlessly at an even faster speed.

The two, one in front and one behind, grew closer and closer.

In a moment, with their speed, they had already reached the border between Eastern and Western Penglai. This was an endless plain of scattered rocks, an excellent place for killing.

In this battle, Wang Lin not only had to win, but he had to win cleanly and honorably, and he had to be fast! Only in this way could he achieve the purpose of deterrence, letting all Cultivators in Penglai know that he, Wang Lin, could not be easily provoked!

If it were merely this, it wouldn't fully display Wang Lin's capabilities. He not only wanted to kill Wu Qing, but also to make the people of Demon Thicket Dao afraid to act, afraid to seek revenge! Even more, they should be filled with anxiety and worry! If he hadn't understood the ninth-rank Star Domain before, Wang Lin would still have some reservations, but after learning about the ninth-rank Star Domain from Li Qianmei, Wang Lin's reservations had vanished.

Wang Lin's feet suddenly halted, and he slowly turned around, staring at Wu Qing, whose figure was revealed by the sweeping strong wind behind him! Wu Qing's eyes were filled with undisguised killing intent. Seeing Wang Lin no longer fleeing, he said nothing, raised his right hand, and swung it forward, attacking with full force without holding back.

His Early Stage shattered nirvana cultivation was unleashed, and in an instant, a colossal mountain Peak materialized before him. With his swing, this mountain Peak rumbled directly towards Wang Lin!

"Junior, don't blame this Old Man for being ruthless. If you harm my Demon Thicket Dao Disciples, you must be prepared to be killed! This Old Man will destroy your Physical Body today and take your Primordial Spirit to refine pills!"

Wang Lin's expression was cold as he stared at the roaring mountain Peak in front of Wu Qing. The moment it approached his body to less than half a zhang, he raised his right hand and punched straight forward. With a deafening boom, his right fist met the mountain Peak.

Cracking sounds shook the heavens and earth; the mountain Peak instantly collapsed. Wang Lin retracted his right hand and shook his head, saying, "Too weak."

Wu Qing was startled, his expression immediately changed. Without hesitation, he formed Hand Seals with both hands, and immediately two black and white whirlwinds materialized outside his body, piercing the sky, forming a storm. In their roar, these two storms collided, actually transforming into a gray Vortex.

"Heaven-Pulling Power!" Wu Qing roared, pushing both hands forward fiercely. Instantly, this Vortex rapidly expanded, drawing in the heaven and earth origin energy from tens of thousands of li around it, causing the Vortex to cover the sky and earth as it descended upon Wang Lin.

Wu Qing's mind was shaken at this moment; the scene of Wang Lin destroying his mountain with a single punch still echoed in his mind. He grabbed at the Void Realm with his right hand, and a Storage Rift appeared, about to take out a Magic Treasure from within.

At this very instant, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly opened wide, revealing monstrous cold light and killing intent. This was the moment he had been waiting for!

"Wu Qing, your time of death has arrived!" Wang Lin's voice, like a cold wind, echoed around, making Wu Qing's heart chill.

Just then, Wang Lin took a step forward, raised his right hand, and slapped the Void Realm. With this slap, the heaven and earth origin energy within tens of thousands of li suddenly became chaotic. At the same time, Wang Lin's left hand quickly pointed two fingers at the back of his right hand!

Suddenly, the heaven and earth origin energy within tens of thousands of li roared wildly, forcibly controlled by Wang Lin, compelled to come! This vast heaven and earth origin energy merged into Wang Lin's fingertips and landed on his right hand, instantly transforming into an unimaginable, heaven-shaking power that burst forth with a rumble, heading straight for the Vortex.

These two Divine Abilities rapidly approached, meeting in a flash, creating a heaven-shaking sound that echoed across half of the Penglai Continent! Wang Lin's left hand did not stop, pointing at the back of his right hand again.

The moment this second point landed, the heaven and earth origin energy from a hundred thousand li around surged wildly, forming an even more powerful impact that merged into the Divine Ability Vortex unleashed by Wu Qing.

It wasn't over. Wang Lin casually retracted his left hand, as if grabbing at the sky, and then brought it down again, forming the third finger!

This time, the heaven and earth origin energy of the entire Penglai Continent seemed to boil, submerging into Wang Lin's right hand like a tidal wave, forming a destructive force that aimed directly at the Vortex.

The Vortex trembled, and in a moment, it collapsed with a roar, creating an impact that swept wildly in all directions. The scattered rocks on the ground were lifted, causing countless stones to fly around. These stones also burst apart with bangs in the impact, turning into countless specks of dust that filled the heavens and earth.

Without his main body, Wang Lin could still kill an Early Stage shattered nirvana Cultivator, let alone now with his main body fused. His Physical Body's strength was unimaginable, and with Ancient God Power within him, his killing power surged!

With three fingers pointed, Wang Lin's right hand slapped the Void Realm, like overturning rivers and seas, directly towards Wu Qing. Wu Qing's pupils contracted, and a life-or-death crisis instantly enveloped his entire body. He didn't even have time to regret; numerous Magic Treasures immediately flew out from his Storage Space, attempting to block in front of him.

However, this Divine Ability of Wang Lin's was learned from Master Lu. Although he hadn't grasped its essence, with Master Lu's cultivation, the power of this Divine Ability was such that even an Immortal Emperor of old would be extremely cautious upon seeing it. How could the technique Wang Lin learned be resisted by Wu Qing's Magic Treasures!

Wu Qing did not have that qualification! Nor was he worthy of such qualification!

Rumbling sounds echoed between heaven and earth. All the Magic Treasures Wu Qing had taken out collapsed, and a black palm print landed directly on his chest. His clothes scattered into pieces, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body retreated, his face pale, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his mind was shaken.

"You are not a Pure Nirvana Cultivator!!!" Wu Qing's frantic scream suddenly erupted.

"Wu Qing, farewell!" Wang Lin closed his eyes and raised his right hand again. The enormous handprint from the Rain Immortal Realm back then appeared in his mind, constantly magnifying until it replaced everything else!

In the Rain Immortal Realm, he first comprehended this technique, casting it vaguely, startling the Heavenly Pride Hong Die into retreating!

In the Demon Spirit Land, he comprehended it again, casting it subconsciously, shocking Demon General Mo Lihai!

On his second trip to the Demon Spirit Land, the palm print moved heavenward, destroying the eighth floor of the Immortal Emperor's Immortal Cave, leaving Marquis Ling Tian utterly shaken!

At the Fragmented Stone Area of the Alliance Star Domain, he intercepted the Zidao Sect Cultivators trying to flee back to the Cloud Sea, casting this technique again, killing living beings and annihilating heaven and earth! It was at that moment that Wang Lin learned the name of this technique!

Spirit Command Seal!

ninth-rank Divine Sect, Spirit Command Seal!!

All these memories flashed through his mind instantly, becoming eternal. From comprehension up to four different castings, they circled in his mind, finally all collapsing, leaving only a single palm print remaining.

This palm print was filled with unimaginable and indescribable might, transforming into a single intention that surged into his right hand, which suddenly slapped forward.

With this slap, the color of heaven and earth instantly changed, and tremendous rumbling sounds rose from the ground. The surrounding scattered dust and lime seemed to be swept by a gale, all retreating frantically outward.

The intention contained within this palm was an Aura of supreme dominance over heaven and earth. As the palm was swung, a massive palm print that could almost cover the sky and earth immediately materialized in front of Wang Lin, roaring forward with an indescribable pressure.

This palm print was level with the sky! Beneath it, Wu Qing's body was as tiny as an ant! Moreover, the instant this palm print appeared, the Divine Sense of all the surrounding Old Monsters trembled instantly, and the entirety of Penglai was struck with terror!

"Spirit… Spirit Command Seal!!! ninth-rank Divine Sect's Spirit Command Seal!!" Wu Qing froze where he stood, an unprecedented sense of despair instantly enveloping his entire body. Under the pressure of that palm print, even as a shattered nirvana Cultivator, he felt the illusion that heaven and earth were collapsing and he would perish with them. What shocked him even more was that the Spirit Command Seal, rumored to belong exclusively to the Divine Sect, had appeared right before him.

In his view, this was not just a Spirit Command Seal, but the entire Divine Sect!

Screaming, Wu Qing frantically retreated. His face was bloodless, and the fear in his pupils drowned his mind like a tide. At this moment, he paid no heed to his severe mental injuries or his Physical Body that was about to collapse. His only thought was to flee madly. But he couldn't escape. In his pupils, the palm print continuously expanded, eventually filling his entire vision.

Almost instantly, the palm print struck Wu Qing. A deafening boom sounded, causing the earth itself to tremble. Wu Qing's Physical Body burst into a mist of blood and collapsed!

His Primordial Spirit fled, but before it could retreat, it was immediately swept by the palm print, completely dissipating like a lone boat in a raging sea. Wu Qing, an Elder of Mo Cong Dao and a shattered nirvana Early Stage Cultivator, thus perished, his Dao extinguished! Until his death, he was shrouded in fear, confusion, and deep regret.

The moment Wu Qing died, Wang Lin took a step and arrived at the location where Wu Qing had opened the Storage Rift. From Wu Qing's appearance until his death, the entire process took an extremely short time. Although it wasn't an instant kill, it was executed cleanly and efficiently.

Wu Qing's Storage Rift hadn't even had time to close. Because of his death, the imprint was lost, and it was quickly dissipating. However, Wang Lin plunged his right hand into it the moment it began to vanish and fiercely grabbed, taking everything inside Wu Qing's Storage Rift. This was the method he had devised to obtain the treasures from a Pure Nirvana Cultivator's Storage Rift!

By killing the opponent the instant they open their Storage Rift, one has a fleeting moment to seize their belongings!

At this moment, the palm print did not dissipate but swept forward with an even crazier momentum, advancing irresistibly. It carried earth-shattering rumbling sounds, scraping along the ground. The ground shook, and the entire Penglai Continent trembled. It was as if the earth was being lifted, turning into waves that surged and swept along with the palm print.

As the palm print continued forward, endless heaven and earth origin energy surged into it frantically. This sky-high palm print, as it advanced, caused the clouds in the sky to roll back and tear apart, rapidly dissipating. Countless fragmented Rifts even appeared in the sky.

The rumbling sounds roared across the Penglai Continent like thunder, seemingly bearing witness to the reappearance of the Spirit Command Seal!

The palm print grew faster and absorbed more and more heaven and earth origin energy. In an instant, it broke free from Wang Lin's control. Wang Lin simply withdrew his Divine Sense, allowing the palm print to roar forward.

The trembling of the ground grew increasingly violent because the speed of the palm print had reached an incredible level. As it swept horizontally, its speed was no weaker than that of a shattered nirvana Cultivator. In the blink of an eye, it headed straight for the numerous conical stone block market cities floating in Eastern Penglai.

This scene was too astonishing, shocking all the Cultivators on the Penglai Continent. Seeing the distant palm print approach like an angry wave, they quickly scattered from the various market cities.

In an instant, the palm print roared closer and struck a floating conical stone block ahead. The giant stone block trembled and immediately collapsed, along with the cities and market cities built upon it, failing to impede the palm print's advance in the slightest.

As the palm print passed, rumbling sounds continued along its path. Over ten conical stone blocks on the right side of the market city collapsed with a bang. The palm print even grazed the main city block in the very center, causing the main city block to shake and tilt slightly to the left.

Earth-shattering sounds replaced everything in heaven and earth at this moment. The palm print pierced through the Eastern Penglai market city and shot straight into the sky. This scene was like someone walking Heaven-Defyingly, vying for might against the heavens!

A single palm rose to the heavens! It broke through countless protective layers above the Penglai Continent and rushed directly into the starry sky. Massive amounts of star mist within the starry sky strangely integrated into the palm print, causing it to grow larger and its power to increase explosively.

Not far outside Penglai Star lay a Barren Continent. This continent was the exclusive territory of the Baoyu Sect, and no external Sect Cultivators were allowed to step foot on it. Yet, the direction the palm print was heading was precisely this Barren Continent.

In a moment, the palm print absorbed the vast star mist, transforming into a gigantic palm print whose edges were invisible, like the palm of an Ancient God, descending upon the Barren Continent.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Unimaginable fluctuations came from the starry sky. The Barren Continent trembled, split into countless massive fragments, and utterly collapsed!

The palm print dissipated!

Wang Lin's mind was violently shaken. He had not expected that the palm print, after losing control, would possess such power. Vaguely, he guessed that perhaps the palm print in the Rain Realm back then originated from this very phenomenon.

In the distance, the middle-aged Cultivator from Mo Cong Dao stared blankly at everything, drawing a sharp breath. His eyes showed disbelief. Regarding Wang Lin, a terrifying storm erupted in his heart at this moment!

"This… This is the Spirit Command Seal!! This person's identity…" His face was pale, and his mind was so shaken that he dared not entertain any thought of avenging Wu Qing.

At the same time, all the Cultivators on the Penglai Continent were shocked, especially those Old Monsters who used their Divine Sense to clearly witness this great Divine Ability; every single one of them was dumbstruck!

Cang Songzi's eyes snapped open wide. He crushed the Jade Slip in his hand and stared blankly ahead, his mind faintly trembling. His face was pale, and he subconsciously licked his lips.

"Who… who exactly is he…"

The White-Robed Scholar and the Beautiful Young Woman inside the Inn had also left the Inn when the palm print swept through. They looked at the ruins ahead; half of the Penglai market city was destroyed in an instant.

The Beautiful Young Woman's face was bloodless, her pupils had contracted, and her mind was shaking, leaving her speechless for a moment. Regarding the Cultivator she had previously called a 'little fellow,' her heart was now filled with disbelief and deep coldness.

"Slaying Wu Qing and casting the Spirit Command Seal, this person… this person must absolutely not be provoked!"

The White-Robed Scholar opposite her drew a sharp breath, but his eyes shone with light. However, the shock in his mind could not be concealed by that light.

Not far away, the pockmarked old man stood rooted to the spot, still somewhat unable to believe everything that had just happened.

"I never thought he was someone from the Divine Sect… This Spirit Command Seal is too terrifying!"

The most fortunate one was the thin, black-robed old man. The two spheres in his hands had stopped spinning. His face was pale, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he took a deep breath.

"Fortunately, Wu Qing struck first. Otherwise, this old man would have perished today! Daring to provoke a Divine Sect member, this Mo Cong Dao is not far from being destroyed!"

There was also the green-robed old woman who sold the Star Map to Wang Lin. Her eyes flickered, her brows furrowed, and suppressing the shock in her heart, she gazed at the market city ruins left behind by the palm print, wondering what she was thinking.

The most terrified was Tang Lihai. His lips were dry, and he was trembling with fear. If he had to face Wang Lin again, he would certainly lose all the composure he once had. Any shattered nirvana Early Stage Cultivator would be extremely nervous and afraid of someone who could kill a shattered nirvana Early Stage Cultivator in such a short time.

Besides them, the Cultivators from various Sects and the great Divine Ability Old Monsters who had come to the Penglai Continent, especially those who had witnessed it firsthand with their Divine Sense, all cast complicated gazes toward the west at this moment.

Wang Lin looked calm, patted the dust that had fallen onto his clothes, and walked forward. Not far ahead of him stood the bloodless middle-aged man who had previously hidden his figure inside the Inn.

"You are late."