Chapter 1161: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Protection

Chapter 1161: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Protection (Second Update)

Wang Lin's Divine Sense swept past those three youths and spread into the distance. Gradually, he saw a mountain peak again. This peak was towering, and there were no Restrictions around it; even the mist had dispersed far away, as if it dared not approach this place.

Wang Lin's Divine Sense arrived, but just as it was about to probe into the mountain peak, an extremely powerful Divine Sense erupted from within, charging over and colliding abruptly with Wang Lin's Divine Sense!

A silent roar erupted within Wang Lin's Divine Sense, and his previously muddled thoughts cleared in that instant.

"It has been a long time since I have seen such a pure Concept…" An eerie Divine Thought emanated from the mountain peak, followed immediately by an even more majestic Divine Sense that swept out from the peak, heading straight for Wang Lin.

In that instant, the world changed color, and even the seven-colored light seemed to retreat from it. That Divine Sense transformed into a large hand in mid-air and ruthlessly grabbed at Wang Lin's Divine Sense.

But the moment it grabbed, Wang Lin's Divine Sense contracted rapidly, and a great deal of illusion appeared all around, as if the world itself had become blurred in that moment.

A sound of surprise came, and at the same time, a white-haired old man flew out from the mountain peak. Staring at the Void Realm, he flickered and rushed out, raising his right hand to strike at the void in front of him.

But with a resounding boom, Wang Lin's Divine Sense shook, and the surrounding illusions immediately collapsed and completely dissipated.

"You dare to display mere illusions before me? Since you have delivered yourself to my doorstep, stay here! This pure Concept is a hundred times better than those who inscribe their will!"

As the old man spoke, he drew closer, his right hand rising as if it could cover the sky, reaching toward Wang Lin's Divine Sense. His palm seemed to contain a massive suction force, causing Wang Lin's Divine Sense to twist as it was rapidly pulled in.

Wang Lin's Divine Sense contracted rapidly, manifesting a phantom figure within this world. Staring at the old man, Wang Lin said nothing. He flicked his right hand forward, and suddenly, all the Dao Concept that had been discarded by Wang Lin and permeated the Seven-Colored Realm moved with a roar, rushing toward Wang Lin from all directions.

These Dao Concepts were endless. As they sped over, they immediately stirred up the mist of the Seven-Colored Realm and even caused the seven-colored light in the sky to dim. In almost an instant, the Dao Concepts gathering around Wang Lin had reached a terrifying level.

With a flick of his right hand, these Dao Concepts formed a massive Vortex. As it swept across, the old man's reaching right hand immediately paused, and a grave expression appeared on his face.

"I was comprehending my Concept and allowed my Divine Sense to drift, thus disturbing Fellow Daoist's cultivation; this was unintentional!" Wang Lin was surrounded by endless Dao Concepts, and even more chaotic Dao Concepts continued to arrive from the distance, tightly protecting the figure formed by Wang Lin's Divine Sense.

The old man stared at Wang Lin's phantom figure, his pupils contracting. He had never seen such a Divine Ability of the Divine Sense that could condense so many chaotic Dao Concepts.

After a moment of silence, the old man snorted coldly and said slowly, "Only this once; do not let it happen again!" He flicked his large sleeve and returned to the mountain peak, withdrawing his Divine Sense.

Wang Lin's figure retreated, surrounded by countless Dao Concepts, crossing the land and returning to his Physical Body in the valley in an instant.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them. If the old man had insisted on keeping his Divine Sense just now, then Wang Lin would have had no choice but to unleash all his Dao Concepts to fight back.

Standing up, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. Suddenly, these countless Dao Concepts roared over, rushing into the valley and gathering toward Wang Lin's right finger. These Dao Concepts roared within the Seven-Colored Realm, churning the world, and under constant condensation, a black ball of light appeared above Wang Lin's right hand.

Shortly after, all the Dao Concepts that had been discarded while Wang Lin was comprehending the Dao were completely condensed into that black ball of light. At this moment, the eyes of the lost ones outside the valley once again showed confusion as they scattered in all directions. As for those who inscribed their will, murmuring sounds arose once more, and they gradually drifted away.

Even those twelfth-rank Vicious Beasts seemed to regain their clarity, roaring as they left this place. In the blink of an eye, everything outside the valley returned to normal. Cang Songzi's face was pale, and he retreated rapidly.

Wang Lin grabbed with his right hand, and the black ball of light made a popping sound, transforming into a black Crystal Stone that landed in Wang Lin's palm. Holding the Crystal Stone, Wang Lin examined it carefully. This object was the Dao Concepts he had separated from countless Medicinal Pills, comparable to a powerful Magic Treasure. Even for a shattered nirvana Cultivator, if this object were to explode, the resulting surge of Dao Concepts could cause their Dao Heart to collapse.

"What is he protecting…" Wang Lin's eyes showed contemplation. The old man he had seen deep within this place in his Divine Sense clearly had reservations at the last moment, which was why he did not attack. This old man's cultivation had reached the Late Stage of shattered nirvana, yet he remained at that mountain peak. If he were not protecting or plotting something, Wang Lin would absolutely not believe it.

"And those three young Cultivators, I have seen one of them before. I did not expect him to appear here…" Wang Lin frowned.

"However, since this place is related to the Venerable Master, it is understandable that this person has appeared." Wang Lin looked up at the sky, his mind calm, his eyes deep and dark, as if they contained the Dao of heaven and earth.

"My Concept had a Breakthrough the moment I saw the scriptures on that skeleton. I only need some time to condense it, and my cultivation can reach the Middle Stage of the Void Realm." Wang Lin took a deep breath, his gaze falling on the Restriction of time outside the valley, and he stood up and walked out.

The Restriction rippled, and Wang Lin's figure appeared outside the valley. He looked in the direction where Cang Songzi had fled, his gaze flashing, and his figure moved like lightning as he stepped forward.

"This Cang Songzi has recovered from his injuries and actually found my location. This person hates me to the bone; I must not let him escape this time. Also, what exactly is the liquid in that jade bottle? The answer is on this person. In addition, the method to leave this place must also be searched from his Primordial Spirit." A cold light flickered in Wang Lin's eyes as he pursued relentlessly.

Cang Songzi sped along, his face becoming increasingly pale, his heart filled with gloom and anger. He had originally thought that since his injuries had recovered, killing that person surnamed Lü would be easy, at most having some trouble breaking the Restrictions. But no matter what, he had not expected that he wouldn't even see the other party's figure. Just by stepping within a thousand zhang, it had immediately stirred up his own Dao Heart, causing his Divine Sense to shake and nearly collapse.

Especially in that endless chaotic Dao Concept outside the valley just now, he was like a lonely boat in angry waves, extremely dangerous. When Wang Lin's Divine Sense swept past, his own Divine Sense had shaken even more. He vaguely guessed that at that moment, the other party had gained an epiphany in his Concept, and his cultivation was likely about to improve!

Thinking of this, a chill rose in Cang Songzi's heart. When the other party's cultivation had not improved, he could only end up in a mutual destruction even if he gave his all. But now that the other party was about to have a cultivation Breakthrough, if they fought again, he would undoubtedly die!

Cang Songzi felt bitter inside and wanted to roar at the sky. He had prepared for so many years, but now he had to admit that he had failed and there was no room for recovery. If he continued to be persistent, he might even lose his life here.

"I am unwilling!!" A monstrous hatred appeared in Cang Songzi's eyes. As for Wang Lin, he hated him so much that he wished he could eat his flesh alive!

"This person ruined my hard work, and that old woman surnamed Zhao—if it weren't for her competing with me first, she wouldn't have given that person surnamed Lü a chance… Forget it, forget it!" Cang Songzi's expression was twisted, and the flames of rage burned in his eyes, but there was more frustration and helplessness.

"I will just stop wanting it; if you want it, take it all. I will leave this Seven-Colored Realm right now, seal this place completely, and destroy the seven-colored Rift outside, letting you be trapped here forever, never to get out! Only then can I resolve the hatred in my heart! Although that person surnamed Lü killed Pang Decai, he must have searched his soul; otherwise, it would be impossible to so coincidentally know the true location of Sima Mo's Immortal Cave. But even Pang Decai did not know the true method to leave this place; what he knew was only what I wanted him to know!"

"You, stay trapped here forever!" A ferocious look appeared on Cang Songzi's face as he sped away, heading straight for the periphery. Following a path he had not taken before, he sped toward the place he usually left from.

He had walked this path twice and was very familiar with it. If he hadn't been worried about encountering the lost ones, his speed could have been faster.

But just as he was speeding along, Cang Songzi's body shook and he turned his head abruptly. He saw that in the distance behind him, Wang Lin's figure was flickering as he approached. A killing intent immediately enveloped him, making Cang Songzi's heart turn cold.

He immediately increased his speed and rushed forward.

Wang Lin stared at Cang Songzi's figure, raised his right hand, and performed a slight Hand Seal. Immediately, the phantom of an Ancient God cauldron appeared outside his body. His gaze flickered, and he pointed at Cang Songzi from afar.

"Swap!" Once these words were spoken, light suddenly flashed outside Cang Songzi's body in the distance. This light became blinding in an instant, taking Cang Songzi and making him disappear without a trace, immediately swapping his position with that of Wang Lin.

Cang Songzi only felt his vision blur. When he cleared his head, his expression changed drastically. Wang Lin and Cang Songzi had swapped positions. After appearing, Wang Lin did not pause in the slightest, rushing straight toward Cang Songzi. Taking advantage of the moment the other party was disrupted by this sudden Divine Ability, he immediately closed the distance.

He even raised his right hand and pressed it into the void in front of him, while his left hand quickly tapped on the back of his right hand. Suddenly, a majestic force of Yuan came rumbling, transforming into a crazy impact that headed straight for Cang Songzi.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, unbelievably fast. Cang Songzi had never expected that Wang Lin would have such a Magic Treasure! By the time he reacted, the majestic force of Yuan in front of him had already arrived.

His pupils contracted, and he let out a sharp scream, his face immediately twisting. Seven blood-colored Nascent Souls manifested and quickly condensed onto the blurry lightning mark on his brow. That mark suddenly emitted a dazzling light, manifesting and rushing toward the incoming force of Yuan.

The booming sound was earth-shattering. Not far away, inside an Immortal Cave on a mountain peak, Chen Tianjun of the Beast Taming Sect walked out, staring at the battle between Wang Lin and Cang Songzi, and gasped.

Today is the worst day for Er Gen in the entire month of December; I have been muddle-headed. These two chapters took nearly 8 hours to write, and I modified them several times, but I was always unsatisfied. I am currently writing the third chapter, and I will try my best to write it well. Please forgive me today.

The new year is about to begin.