Chapter 1142: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Seven-Colored Realm (First Update)

Matters concerning Cloud Soul Child were set aside, no one mentioned them again. The old man surnamed Pang inwardly groaned, his heart constantly on edge. He had just offended Wang Lin with his words, and recalling Wang Lin's cold remarks from earlier, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Do not spread your Divine Sense too far here, otherwise, it will attract attacks from Vicious Beasts. Although this is only the periphery, there are twelfth-tier mist-transformed Vicious Beasts, and you must not fly higher than a hundred zhang," Cang Songzi said in a deep voice.

Wang Lin looked at the seven-colored light in the sky, his eyes flickering with contemplation. This seven-colored light was very strange, giving him an indescribable feeling, seemingly containing some incomprehensible rule changes.

"What exactly is this place?" The one who asked was Chen Tianjun of the Beast Taming Sect.

"Seven-Colored Realm, that is what this old man calls it," Cang Songzi said slowly, looking forward.

"The periphery of this place is filled with mist-transformed Vicious Beasts. This old man's Origin Crystals were obtained from here. I have been here a few times before, but each time I was unable to enter the interior of this place.

Here, there are also some remains of ancient people. According to this old man's observations, among these ancient people are Immortals, and also some extraordinary individuals," Cang Songzi said slowly, pointing forward.

"Fellow Daoists, please follow this old man and do not stray. This place is extremely dangerous; a moment of inattention could lead to your demise here." As he spoke, he stepped forward, descended from the altar, and walked onward.

Everyone followed closely behind Cang Songzi, slowly moving forward in this peculiar Seven-Colored World. Along the way, Cang Songzi's expression was solemn. He followed a fixed path out of the plain where the altar was located, gradually entering the deep mountains filled with mist.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered as he walked, looking around. There were no trees here, only bare mountain ranges, and patches of mist existing independently, not interfering with each other.

Just then, Chen Tianjun of the Beast Taming Sect, who was in front, suddenly paused, staring at a mountain peak not far to his right. There was a stone cave faintly visible in the middle section of that mountain peak.

This stone cave was clearly not naturally formed; at a glance, it was obvious that it had been excavated by someone for use as an Immortal Cave.

"That is indeed an Immortal Cave, but it is guarded by twelfth-tier Vicious Beasts. The last time this old man came, I lured away the Vicious Beast and went into that Immortal Cave; I did obtain something inside," Cang Songzi's calm voice came, he glanced at Chen Tianjun, and continued walking forward.

Chen Tianjun retracted his gaze, looking at Cang Songzi ahead, lost in thought.

As everyone proceeded, the path ahead gradually narrowed. Cang Songzi was very familiar with this place; often, when there was no path, he would change direction, and immediately a path forward would reappear.

Time slowly passed. As everyone delved deeper, they gradually clearly felt a sense of majesty in this place. This majesty grew stronger and stronger, weighing on them, causing even their Primordial Spirits to subtly tremble.

Cang Songzi's expression also grew increasingly solemn, and his speed slowed. Often, after taking a few steps, he would ponder for a long time, as if recalling the route.

Wang Lin remained silent throughout the journey, but his eyes constantly flickered. He had long since noticed the countless Restrictions present here. These Restrictions were too ancient, most had already collapsed, but some were still operating.

What secretly startled Wang Lin was the power of these Restrictions. These Restrictions were even stronger than those in Qing Lin's Immortal Cave. If not for most of them having collapsed, this place would be impassable, and they would simply not have been able to reach here.

Looking back at the path they had taken, everyone had now walked more than ten li, but clearly, they were still on the periphery of the Seven-Colored Realm. The vast mountain ranges ahead had not yet been crossed, and they had no way of knowing what lay beyond them.

In this Seven-Colored Realm, there was no night, only a seven-colored day.

Cang Songzi's speed became slower and slower, finally stopping. He rubbed his brow and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Duanmu, the Reincarnation Pill is not far ahead, but there is a twelfth-tier Vicious Beast there. It might be troublesome for you to obtain the Medicinal Pill."

In front of Cang Songzi was a narrow path, with eerie mountain ranges on both sides. Occasionally, a few pebbles would roll down from the mountains, making faint sounds.

Aside from that, the surroundings were completely silent.

Directly ahead of this narrow path, a patch of mist was faintly visible, blocking the way. At the edge of the mist, a skeleton could be seen. This skeleton leaned against the nearby mountain range, most of its clothes had disintegrated, with only a few strands of cloth wrapped around the bones, unmoving.

The flesh and blood of this skeleton had weathered away, and a seven-colored Medicinal Pill, emitting light, could be clearly seen on its pelvis. This Medicinal Pill was not complete; it had fine cracks on it, and some parts had even melted, causing the Medicinal Pill's shape to no longer be round, but crescent-like.

This was a Medicinal Pill that had once been swallowed by someone, but the吞服者 ultimately could not escape life and death, and it had not been fully melted and absorbed! Despite the passage of a long time, a faint medicinal fragrance still continuously emanated from the Medicinal Pill within this narrow mountain path, though it was extremely faint.

Smelling the medicinal fragrance, Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. This aroma was quite strange; entering his body through his nose, it actually caused his Primordial Spirit to tremble, and he unconsciously felt a sensation of memories flowing backward in his mind, with scenes from the past uncontrollably appearing before his eyes.

Fortunately, Wang Lin was always vigilant. He bit his tongue, and his eyes immediately cleared, secretly startled! He looked at the others and found that the old man surnamed Pang had long since sealed his five senses, clearly aware of the strangeness of this place.

As for the old woman in green, after a brief moment of confusion in her eyes, she also returned to normal. And Chen Tianjun of the Beast Taming Sect also recovered quickly.

"What a powerful Medicinal Pill!"

"It is indeed a Reincarnation Pill!" The boy surnamed Duanmu took a deep breath, intoxicated by the medicinal fragrance.

"Fellow Daoist Duanmu cultivates the Dao of Sun and Moon Reincarnation, and the Concept he comprehends is this Reincarnation. He needs to experience nine cycles of Reincarnation to achieve the Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is traceless, so achieving successful Reincarnation must be extremely difficult. However, it is rumored that in the ancient Cultivation World, there was a Reincarnation Pill. This pill possessed the might of heaven and earth; those who consumed it could enter Reincarnation to seek the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, to this day, the Reincarnation Pill has long been lost, with only half of its Pill Formula remaining, unable to refine a complete pill, only able to condense some Reincarnation Qi!" Cang Songzi's voice was calm as he slowly spoke.

The boy surnamed Duanmu's eyes flashed as he stared at Cang Songzi, sharply saying, "Fellow Daoist Cang Songzi knows a great deal. You must have made sufficient preparations when you sought me out earlier."

Cang Songzi smiled without speaking.

"If not for the mist beside this skeleton, I'm afraid you, Cang Songzi, wouldn't have kindly invited me here," the boy surnamed Duanmu glanced at the mist.

"Indeed. Fellow Daoist Duanmu's Great Freedom Divine Ability of Reincarnation will be very helpful for our remaining journey. We will help you obtain this Medicinal Pill, and you will open the rest of the path for us." Cang Songzi's expression was calm as he frankly admitted.

"Good!" The boy pondered for a moment, then looked at the Reincarnation Pill on the distant skeleton, his expression solemn.

"This is a twelfth-tier mist-transformed Flood Dragon, equivalent to a Great Perfection shattered nirvana Cultivator. But Vicious Beasts are Vicious Beasts after all. If we cooperate well, with Fellow Daoist Duanmu's Reincarnation technique helping, it's not impossible!" Cang Songzi said in a deep voice.

"I want this Flood Dragon's soul!" Chen Tianjun of the Beast Taming Sect licked his lips.

"This Flood Dragon's Physical Body belongs to me!" The old woman in green said in a deep voice.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he slowly spoke, "I want all the Origin Crystals within the mist!" After the three finished speaking, their gazes simultaneously fell on Cang Songzi.

Cang Songzi's expression was as usual, and he smiled, "Alright, this old man and Fellow Daoist Pang didn't intend to take these things anyway; we just want to pass through here."

The boy surnamed Duanmu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he took a deep breath. He formed hand Seals in front of him, and suddenly his hair moved without wind. His eyes instantly flickered with a ghostly light, forming Sun and Moon Pupils. With a low shout, the boy pointed his left hand at his glabella and instantly pointed his right hand forward.

His eyes glowed brightly with a ghostly light, and Sun and Moon Imprints materialized from his eyes. Immediately, everyone around him had the illusion that their Primordial Spirits were being pulled out.

Wang Lin glanced at the boy, his expression unchanged.

As soon as the Sun and Moon Imprints appeared, they immediately encircled each other, suddenly transforming into a Vortex that swept directly towards the mist!

Its speed was too fast; it instantly approached the mist. A series of thumping sounds emanated as it entered the mist. At this moment, the mist suddenly churned violently, and a furious roar burst forth. This earth-shattering roar immediately caused the mountain ranges on both sides to tremble violently, and large amounts of shattered rocks fell.

At the same time, a massive Flood Dragon head rushed out from within the mist, sweeping with a foul wind, devouring towards everyone.

If it were just that, it would have been fine, but at the moment the Flood Dragon head appeared, a pressure comparable to a Great Perfection shattered nirvana Cultivator enveloped them, causing everyone's Primordial Spirits to tremble involuntarily!

The boy surnamed Duanmu let out a sharp cry, and immediately, sun and moon materialized outside the Flood Dragon's head, which was rushing towards everyone. They furiously rotated around its head, forming a massive Vortex that swirled its head.

"My Reincarnation technique can only affect this beast for ten breaths! You must be quick!!" The boy's face was ferocious, his veins bulging. He sat cross-legged on the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, a seven-foot Flying Sword suddenly appeared, circling his body, transforming into a streak of sword light that shot towards the Flood Dragon.

Chen Tianjun took a step forward, and as he formed hand Seals, a patch of ghostly light flickered. Following his movement, he instantly arrived in front of the Flood Dragon, and in a flash, appeared on the Flood Dragon's head. Sitting cross-legged, he formed hand Seals, and his body's ghostly light suddenly flickered violently, as he, the entire person, integrated into the Flood Dragon's body, surrounded by the ghostly light.

Cang Songzi waved his right hand, and thousands upon thousands of Flying Swords materialized simultaneously, like a sword rain, heading straight for the Flood Dragon. And the old woman in green, forming hand Seals with her right hand, immediately caused a cold wind to blow. Cracking sounds echoed as the narrow path instantly transformed into a sheet of ice crystals, continuously spreading towards the Flood Dragon.

The old man surnamed Pang was not idle either. He leaped up, and as he raised his hands, lightning flashed, and streaks of Lightning Orbs rumbled down.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and his body instantly approached the Flood Dragon. He clenched his right fist and struck the Flood Dragon's massive body.

A series of rumbling sounds suddenly erupted, as the Flood Dragon roared and bellowed, trying to break free from the boy's Dao Realm Reincarnation Seal.