Chapter 1159: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Hearing the Dao (Third Update)

The moment these three strange individuals arrived in the Seven-Colored Realm, the seven-colored mist surrounding Cang Songzi, who was sitting cross-legged on the statue's head, slowly retracted, finally condensing together and completely enveloping his Primordial Spirit.

Threads of white lightning drilled out from the statue beneath him, merging into the seven-colored mist and combining with his Primordial Spirit.

Gradually, Cang Songzi's body solidified; he had actually reformed his Physical Body. This Physical Body radiated seven-colored light, interspersed with flashing electric arcs, and a faint lightning mark flickered indistinctly in his glabella.

He suddenly opened his eyes, revealing gloominess within them.

"Forcing this old man to take this step, if I do not avenge this hatred, I swear I am not human!" He leaped away, transforming into a bolt of lightning, speeding straight ahead. In the blink of an eye, he pierced through the mist and flew toward the mountain range.

"This guy surnamed Lu was injured by my Seven-Colored Nail. Even if he didn't die, he must be on his last breath. I just don't know where he is hiding… But it doesn't matter, for this old man to find out is as easy as flipping a hand!" Cang Songzi sneered. As he walked, he grabbed at the Void Realm with his right hand, causing a Storage Rift to appear, from which a bead flew out.

"Summon, Reverse Traveler!" Cang Songzi bit his tongue and spat a stream of fresh blood onto the bead. The bead immediately absorbed the seven-colored light of heaven and earth and instantly shattered. The moment it shattered, a mighty aura permeated the area, and a blurry, illusory figure appeared between heaven and earth.

The appearance of this illusory person was unclear, but his eyes were lucid, as if nothing in heaven and earth could escape his gaze. Meeting his eyes gave one the illusion that their body was naked and all their secrets were known.

"Where is he?" Cang Songzi asked in a deep voice, looking at the blurry figure.

The blurry figure closed his eyes, and after a long time, slowly opened them and looked at Cang Songzi. Cang Songzi's mind trembled, and a scene was forcefully squeezed into his mind. After seeing the scene, he frowned!

"Sima Mo's Immortal Cave! Even severely injured, he still broke through the Restriction of this Immortal Cave?" Cang Songzi pondered for a moment, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he rushed straight ahead.

Inside the valley where Sima Mo's Immortal Cave was located, Wang Lin did not put all his energy into Alchemy. Instead, he cleaned up the first Immortal Cave, completely set up a large number of Restrictions inside it, and even expanded the scope of the Immortal Cave before opening his Storage Space and releasing the Mosquito Beasts.

The Purple Mosquito King looked even more ferocious. After flying out, its cold eyes revealed determination when looking at Wang Lin. It was connected to Wang Lin's mind and already knew his plan, letting out a soft hiss.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the Purple Mosquito King was swept into the Immortal Cave Restriction.

"With enough Origin Crystals, it will be fine!" Wang Lin took out the large number of Beast Souls he had acquired while traveling through the Cloud Sea Star Domain, and also took out the mutated Beast Souls he had cultivated on the Moruo Continent, placing them inside the Immortal Cave. He then took out tens of thousands of Origin Crystals, placing them on the Restrictions inside the Immortal Cave, sealing the place completely.

"Using the Five Poisons Sect's method of refining Mutated Beast Souls to forcibly boost the strength of the Mosquito Beast, allowing it to transform into a stronger Mosquito King—only this way can I control the vast number of Mosquito Beasts within the Wind Immortal Realm!" Wang Lin's Divine Sense spread out inside the Immortal Cave, clearly seeing the Purple Mosquito rush toward the Beast Souls with a tyrannical aura, continuously fighting and devouring them.

At the same time, the Origin Crystals here, following the operation of the Restriction Formation, transformed into dense Origin Energy and merged into the Mosquito Beast's body.

After leaving a thread of Divine Sense inside the Immortal Cave for constant monitoring, Wang Lin remained silent for a while before heading to where the Pill Furnace was located.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged beside the Pill Furnace, continuously controlling the flames to refine Medicinal Pills. Time slowly passed, and two days went by in a flash. The flames inside the Pill Furnace gradually dissipated, and the fragrance of medicine permeated the air.

Wang Lin's expression was calm. He reached out with his right hand, and the lid of the Pill Furnace immediately lifted with a crash. A large amount of mist dispersed from within. As the mist gradually vanished, a pool of golden liquid floated in mid-air.

When Wang Lin drew them in the Void Realm, the liquids rushed toward him and were collected into three small bottles.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Lin glanced at the Restriction Barrier outside the valley, picked up a small bottle, and took a small sip of the golden medicinal liquid inside. As the liquid entered his body, it immediately transformed into a cool sensation circulating throughout his whole body. Faintly, a beast roar seemed to echo in his ears. Wang Lin closed his eyes, breathing calmly, silently comprehending the enlightenment of heaven and earth held within the Medicinal Pill's Beast Soul.

In that strange state, Wang Lin forgot about time. His mind was immersed in the pursuit of the rules of heaven and earth, as if he had transformed into a Vicious Beast, experiencing various struggles for survival.

While pursuing this, he verified his own Concept of True and False. From the chaotic enlightenment of the Beast Souls, Wang Lin seemed like a transient visitor, constantly separating out individual Dao Concepts.

Outside Wang Lin's Physical Body, the surrounding environment seemed to twist and change. This change accelerated, making everything appear unreal.

After a long time, Wang Lin stretched out his right hand, picked up the small bottle again, took a sip, and continued to sink into the endless search and enlightenment. Gradually, the Dao Concepts outside his body became more numerous.

If he wished, he could arbitrarily choose an enlightenment belonging to a Vicious Beast to elevate his cultivation. However, the consequence of doing so would be a chaotic Dao Heart, as the Concept would be acquired through a Beast Soul rather than self-comprehended. Wang Lin would not accept such cultivation!

What he sought was to continuously verify his own True and False within the Beast Soul's enlightenment, and to comprehend the Heavenly Dao amidst the true and the false.

What he was extracting was the thread of thought born from comprehending heaven and earth within the Vicious Beast Soul—the essence of the Vicious Beast Soul. This thought process was somewhat vague, but the more it contained, the more it could intentionally cause the Vicious Beast to Break through its rank and eventually transform into a human form!

Time flowed by. Wang Lin had finished drinking the entire first bottle of medicinal liquid. His enlightenment continued, and the twisting changes outside his body gradually spread, surrounding the entire valley. If anyone were here at this moment, their Dao Heart would surely become chaotic, because the distortions within the valley contained far too many Dao Concepts born from comprehending heaven and earth, which Wang Lin had separated and discarded.

"Without the false, the true cannot manifest. Without the true, where does the false come from? In reality, there is no need to completely distinguish between true and false…" Wang Lin picked up the second medicinal bottle, took a large gulp, his eyes showing enlightenment. He closed his eyes and continued his verification.

Gradually, the endless Dao Concepts he comprehended became more numerous within the valley, eventually penetrating the Restriction Barrier and lingering outside the valley, causing the area where the valley was located to undergo twisting changes.

This scene was invisible to the naked eye, but any Cultivator above the Soul Transformation stage would instantly and clearly perceive the Dao Concepts contained here upon seeing this phenomenon, each one formed by the rules of heaven and earth.

However, if you look at it as true, but then observe closely, you will realize it is false. This true and false state is very difficult to distinguish. Once one falls into it, they will be trapped as if sinking into an Abyss, unable to escape.

The chaotic Dao Concepts grew more numerous, spreading outward. In the blink of an eye, they covered an area of a thousand zhang, causing the heaven and earth in this place to become distorted.

Inside the valley, Wang Lin also drank the third bottle of medicinal liquid. He forgot everything, searching for his own Dao within the boundless heaven and earth!

Vaguely, a blurry voice gradually emerged in his mind. This voice sounded like a whisper, slowly becoming clearer.

"Ming Zhi, imprison and seal the Dao of Heaven. Sentient beings must cross the Immeasurable Calamity, abandon the obsession of the Deep Prison. Sentient beings also existed before the Immeasurable, resolving the current Bewildered Generation, escaping the thought of heaven, seizing the Path of the Next Life, locking down lost heavenly fate, sealing the Underworld Dynasty. Those among sentient beings who fail to attain the True Dao shall forever sink into the Sea of Bitterness, permanently losing the True Dao. Dedicated to the Path of cultivation…"

"Those among sentient beings who fail to attain the True Dao shall forever sink into the Sea of Bitterness, permanently losing the True Dao…" This sentence continuously echoed in Wang Lin's mind. Gradually, the chaotic Dao Concepts outside the valley increased, spreading from covering a thousand zhang outward to ten thousand zhang, a hundred thousand zhang, eventually pervading almost half of the Seven-Colored Realm.

Cang Songzi was a thousand zhang outside the valley of Sima Mo's Immortal Cave, his face extremely pale. He stared intently ahead, but his body remained motionless. He had arrived here on the second day, but before he could proceed, he immediately sensed the endless chaotic Dao Concepts existing in this place.

These Dao Concepts were like a massive Vortex, capable of absorbing all Concepts and drawing them into Wang Lin's verification process through a special method.

The Concept of True and False was the second transformation of Wang Lin's Dao. What he was pursuing already surpassed the Concepts of those at the same stage or even those with higher cultivation than him.

Cang Songzi was deathly pale, sitting cross-legged on the ground, stabilizing his mind and constantly resisting the invasion of the surrounding chaotic Dao Concepts and the suction of the invisible Vortex. He completely failed to notice that in the distance, individuals with no hair and confused eyes—the Lost Ones—were slowly walking towards this location.

Their pace was not fast, but every step they took seemed like Shrinking the Ground into an Inch. They arrived quickly, but did not approach, instead standing there, staring blankly ahead, as if Hearing the Dao.

Further away, the Ming Zhi, who only floated in the mist, all drifted out of the mist and floated toward the valley where Wang Lin was located. That strange murmuring sound also slowly drifted over.

Everything centered on the valley where Wang Lin was. A Dao Sublimation that swept across the entire Seven-Colored Realm slowly unfolded. As the chaotic Dao Concepts discarded by Wang Lin outside the valley increased, the entire Seven-Colored Realm gradually seemed to twist.

The Lost Ones, Hearing the Dao, grew even more confused in their eyes, staring straight ahead. One could vaguely see invisible Dao Concepts being absorbed by them.

The Ming Zhi arrived, floating in mid-air. The murmuring voices that had lasted countless long years stopped at this moment. They looked at the valley, all closing their eyes, seemingly comprehending Wang Lin's Dao.

Even the surrounding Twelfth-Order Mist Transformation Vicious Beasts transformed from their misty state into Vicious Beasts of various forms. Without emitting any roars, they sped through the sky, cloaked in seven-colored light, circling in the air outside the valley, comprehending Wang Lin's Dao alongside the Ming Zhi.

Conceptualizing the plot for the Seven-Colored Realm was exhausting. This Seven-Colored Realm storyline is a crucial link, connecting the past and the future, so it must be written well, which made it even more tiring. The room was filled with smoke. As I smelled it, I started feeling dizzy, having a sensation of Hearing the Dao. When I woke up, I was utterly exhausted.