Chapter 1174: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Tie Zhu

Chapter 1174: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Tie Zhu (First Update)

Yellow light, like a traction returning to the Origin, caused everyone shrouded by it to have a feeling of stepping into Reincarnation, as if past and present lives flashed before their eyes, unable to distinguish them.

Spells are conjured by manipulating the power of heaven and earth through special methods; this is a Spell. Its strength is related to cultivation and Cultivation Techniques. Divine Abilities, on the other hand, are methods to drastically increase the power of these conjured Spells. As the saying goes, to understand is to change; this is a transformation and condensation of Yuan power.

Daoist Magic is different. Few people can master this art. It is rumored that only by gaining insights within the Dao Realm can one comprehend Daoist Magic. The attacks of Daoist Magic are similar to battles of Concepts, but their Origin is different.

A battle of Concepts compares mutual insights; it is a battle of heart and spirit, profound and mysterious. But Daoist Magic is a sublimated power, a kind of erasure targeting the Soul!

Different people have different insights in the Dao Realm. When the white-haired old man became a member of the Feng Mie Clan, he had the fortune to enter the Dao Realm for a moment. There, he comprehended a principle, a principle concerning the Origin of humans.

What is the Origin of humans? In his view, it is the memories within the Soul. He believed that a person living a life is actually just a sequence of memories. If memories are not extinguished, then even if this person dies, they can continue to live endlessly…

Similarly, if all the insights regarding Concepts within these memories are erased, letting these insights dissipate completely, as if they never existed, then these memories would be incomplete. The incomplete parts would cause this person, an Immortal, to fall to the Mortal world!

At this moment, what the white-haired old man was performing was that rare Daoist Magic in the world, comprehended from the Dao Realm! The extreme realm represents extreme power, the Beginning Realm represents the power of creation, and this Dao Realm represents the power of immortality!

The yellow light permeated. This light was gentle, but it was enough to penetrate everything in the world. It fell on Wang Lin, passed through the Concept of War surrounding his body, and descended directly through his body into his Soul's memories.

"Three breaths of time, enough!" The white-haired old man suddenly closed his eyes, his entire being's life force vanished, as if returning to the void.

Wang Lin only felt the world spinning. In his eyes, the seven-colored light of the sky was gone, instead swirling like wind-blown clouds, rapidly changing, finally becoming a clear blue sky with white clouds.

The sky was azure blue, very clean.

The earth in his eyes also began to shake rapidly. In a trance, he had an illusion that the ground beneath his feet was disappearing layer by layer, the distant mountains shrinking section by section, until everything before his eyes disappeared, turning into a lush green forest.

And beside him, a small path appeared… This path was a rural dirt road. Ahead was that emerald forest. At this moment, a forest wind blew, making the leaves rustle, and the wind carried the fragrance of soil, very intoxicating.

"It seems… I had a sleep…" Wang Lin opened his sleepy eyes, staring blankly ahead. After a long time, he turned to look behind him. Behind him, at the end of the path, was a peaceful mountain village, with cooking smoke rising into the sky, and occasionally the sound of children playing, mixed with a few dog barks.

"Seems like I had a dream…" Wang Lin scratched his head. His honest expression revealed confusion. He picked up the bamboo slips beside him, stood up, and looked toward the mountain forest in the distance. He vaguely seemed to see a mountain Peak shrouded in clouds and mist, and the sect pavilions on that Peak.

"In the dream, I seemed to have become an Immortal… experiencing a life of over a thousand years. Perhaps I was tired from reading, I didn't expect to have such a strange dream." Wang Lin was a bit dazed in his confusion.

"Tie Zhu, your dad is looking for you, why don't you go back and see." While in his confusion, a voice came to Wang Lin's ear. It was a middle-aged man holding a hunting fork, about to leave the village to hunt.

Behind this middle-aged man followed several sturdy youths. One of them looked at Wang Lin and smiled honestly: "Tie Zhu, study hard, pass the imperial examination, and let our village be proud."

Wang Lin scratched his head, greeted them, and hurried toward the village. Behind him came kind laughter, accompanying him as he went further away.

"It's really strange, this dream was too real. Hong Die, Li Muwan, Liu Mei, Mu Bingmei, Lü Yanfei, Li Qianmei… and Yun Quezi, Vermilion Bird Son, Situ Nan, Heavenly Fate Child, etc., or Vermilion Bird Saint Emperor, Azure Dragon Saint Emperor, Tuo Sen, Tu Si… I remember I even took two Disciples, one named Shisan, one named Xie Qing…" As Wang Lin walked, his mind was still a blur.

"Vermilion Bird Star has Ancient Gods? Outside Vermilion Bird Star is there a Corpse Yin Sect? And a Cultivation Alliance? And the Four Saints Sect? The place where I am is called the Alliance Star Domain. In the dream, I even went to the Luotian Star Domain, and even the Cloud Sea Star Domain… I actually even went to the Immortal Realm…" Wang Lin stayed dazed for a long time. When he looked up, he had already arrived at his doorstep. He shook his head vigorously, sighed, and muttered: "This dream is so strange. In the dream, my parents had already died…"

No longer thinking about the strange dream, Wang Lin pushed open the courtyard gate and walked in. He immediately saw his father holding a tobacco pouch, tapping the ash on the ground, looking up and glaring at him.

Seeing his father's stern gaze, Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Tie Zhu, how is your studying?"

"Uh… it's okay…" Wang Lin said in a low voice.

"Hmph, Tie Zhu, you must study hard. Next year is the county examination. Whether you can have a future in this life depends entirely on yourself. Don't be like your dad, staying here for a lifetime, sigh." Wang Lin's father shook his head and stood up.

At this moment, his mother walked out, complained a few words to Wang Lin's father, and served the food. When the family was sitting in the courtyard eating, Wang Lin hesitated for a moment, looked at his father, and said softly: "Dad, I just had a dream…"

Before he could finish, the sound of a carriage came from outside, and soon, a knocking on the door rang out. Wang Lin was stunned. He remembered in the dream, it seemed his Fourth Uncle had come…

"Second Brother, open the door!"

Subconsciously standing up, Wang Lin ran to the main gate and opened it. He saw a sturdy man outside with a pair of tiger-like eyes shining brightly. He touched Wang Lin's head, and the man smiled: "Tie Zhu, haven't seen you for half a year, you've grown taller again."

A trance appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He didn't even know how he sat back in the chair, dazed. He didn't know how long it had been when his Fourth Uncle's voice vaguely reached his ears.

"Second Brother, Second Sister-in-law, let me tell you something. The Hengyue School is recruiting Disciples this year. I want Tie Zhu to go and try. Once he is accepted as a Disciple, he will become an Immortal in the future. This is a very rare opportunity."

"Immortal… Immortal? This… can this little brat do it?" Wang Lin's father became excited, but his expression was hesitant.

"When Immortals recruit Disciples, it is said there are some tests. Let Tie Zhu try."

Hearing this, Wang Lin's body suddenly shook. Looking at his Fourth Uncle and father, the scene before his eyes blurred again. The scenes from his dream seemed to be drawn by a strange power, appearing in his mind.

He saw himself walking out of the mountain village, failing the test, leaving the village alone amidst the ridicule of his relatives. When he was resting on a cliff, a fierce tiger suddenly appeared behind him. As it pounced, he fell off the cliff and was sucked into a strange cave.

In that cave, he picked up a bead.

The moment his right hand touched the bead, he vaguely heard an exclamation in his ear.

"Heaven… Heaven Defying…"

This voice was very familiar, very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but no matter how hard Wang Lin thought, he couldn't remember where he had heard this voice.

But immediately, this exclamation was replaced by a scream. It was still that familiar voice, as if it was enduring unimaginable pain. That miserable cry filled his ears, and the time before Wang Lin's eyes seemed to be collapsing, and seven-colored light faintly appeared.

In an instant, his vision blurred, as if the power controlling his memory had become chaotic, jumping over several years. The surrounding environment changed drastically. He was fleeing at full speed, the mountain forest flashing past the corner of his eyes. His speed was quite fast, and a crisis of life and death filled his mind.

"In the hands of my Teng Li, you cannot escape!" A gloomy voice came from behind him. It was a young man with a cold gaze, pursuing calmly.

In that life-and-death crisis, Wang Lin's mind suddenly blurred again. The screams vaguely heard in his ears became clearer and clearer. He had a feeling that he was about to remember whose voice this was!

Just at this moment, his surrounding environment changed again. At this moment, he was in a huge valley. An unprecedented sorrow and intense pain in his heart filled his whole body like a tide. He looked up to the sky and roared, but could not vent even a bit of the sorrow in his heart!

"People of the Teng Family, as long as I, Wang Lin, have a glimmer of survival, one day, I will make your entire Teng Family flow with blood, dyeing the State of Zhao red!! I will make your entire Teng Family be exterminated, not leaving even a single living Soul!!! If I violate this oath, let me, Wang Lin, be cut into a thousand pieces, die a horrible death, and sink into Hell forever!" Wang Lin seemed crazy, endless sorrow drowning him. His pain was like drilling into his heart! Kneeling on the ground, tears flowed from Wang Lin's eyes. His eyes were blood-red, revealing a madness that didn't seem to belong to a human!

His hair turned white overnight. Around him, it was like entering winter. A supreme power that could not be described was born within his body!

This power did not belong to a Mortal, but at this moment, it was possessed by Wang Lin. This was the Peak of all slaughter in the world, the limit of power. Its name is Extreme!

The moment this Extreme power was born, the screaming voice in Wang Lin's ear again conveyed unbelievable shock!

"Extreme… it is actually Extreme!!! What exactly has this person experienced in his life! It actually appeared, Extreme!!! Heaven Defying is in his hands, and the power of Extreme is also in his hands, this person… this person…" That panicked and shocked voice became clearer and clearer. In the end, it echoed through heaven and earth, causing the sky to collapse, the earth to crumble, everything to roll back, and seven-colored light to fill the space.

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