Chapter 1194: Peak of the Cloud Sea: Reception (First Update)

The Grand Ceremony in the eighth-rank Star Domain prompted all eighth-rank Sects to participate, but not all Disciples were interested. Some members of various sects scoffed at the Grand Ceremony, did not participate, and instead left as they pleased, following their own ways.

The Cultivators currently outside the Wind Immortal Realm were exactly like this.

They were all Junior Disciples from various sects, but their cultivation was not weak. They had teamed up at this moment precisely to explore the Wind Immortal Realm!

Li Yuanlei was one of them. In fact, among these people, he was subtly in the position of leader. His cultivation had reached the state of Nirvana Cleansing Late Stage Great Perfection. Dressed in a Cyan Robe, his figure was tall and slender, exuding an imposing and compelling aura.

Beneath his sword-like eyebrows, his star-like eyes shone brightly as he stared coldly ahead.

They were waiting for several other Cultivators to arrive and meet up. Based on the time, it seemed those few people should be arriving soon.

Just then, the fog ahead suddenly churned violently. Wang Lin, dressed in white robes with a head of white hair, appeared like the wind, swaying as he broke through the mist and slowly walked out.

The moment he appeared, the gazes of the dozen or so Cultivators present immediately focused on him. Upon seeing Wang Lin, Li Yuanlei's expression shifted, and his eyes followed Wang Lin's figure.

The other Cultivators beside Li Yuanlei merely glanced at Wang Lin before withdrawing their gazes, paying him no further attention. Only Li Yuanlei frowned slightly, feeling that the white-haired young man before him seemed somewhat mysterious and unpredictable.

Staring at the Rift leading to the Wind Immortal Realm ahead, Wang Lin's eyes flashed imperceptibly. He had spent a month finally arriving here, and his goal was precisely this Wind Immortal Realm!

At this moment, he didn't spare a glance for the Cultivators outside the Wind Immortal Realm. He calmly stepped forward, heading straight for the enormous Rift of the Wind Realm exposed in the Starry Sky far away.

The Rift looked like a gaping maw opened within the Star Domain, seemingly ready to devour everything. It exuded a chilling aura, and a faint trace of Immortal Qi permeated the air. Though very weak, Wang Lin clearly perceived it.

Passing the dozen or so Cultivators, Wang Lin stood outside the Rift. He spread his Divine Sense inward, but immediately realized that his Divine Sense seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit, or perhaps entered another space, rapidly dissipating.

Yet, in the instant it dissipated, Wang Lin still caught sight of brief scenes inside the entrance of the Wind Immortal Realm.

It was a world filled with Yellow Radiance. The entire heaven and earth seemed shrouded in wailing winds, and Fierce Gales swept across both the land and the sky.

The Divine Sense he released was swallowed by the Rift, and even the remnants were instantly shattered by the Fierce Gales. Wang Lin's gaze flickered, and he subconsciously retreated a few steps.

Just then, a burst of mockery sounded. It was one of the dozen or so Cultivators, who looked contemptuously at Wang Lin's previous actions and casually spoke to his companion: "Where did this Reckless Cultivator come from? How dare he spread his Divine Sense outside the Rift to probe the Wind Realm? This is not something one should do lightly. He must be one of those Reckless Fools who don't know the consequences."

Upon hearing this, the Cultivators around him all looked at Wang Lin outside the Rift, and mockery gradually appeared in their expressions. It wasn't that they disliked Wang Lin, but his actions were simply too reckless for people who lived in the eighth-rank Star Domain and had come here multiple times. Which Cultivator who came here didn't travel in groups, cautiously entering the Rift before spreading their Divine Sense? Otherwise, separated by the Rift, Divine Sense would easily be torn apart by the Wind of the Immortal Realm, and the action itself held no value whatsoever.

Unless it was one of the Great Divine Ability Old Monsters within their respective sects, they might do this, but that would be because their cultivation was sufficient and they planned to break into the Wind Realm alone.

Li Yuanlei also gave a wry smile, stepped forward, clasped his fists toward Wang Lin from a distance, and said loudly, "This Fellow Daoist is probably visiting the entrance of the Wind Immortal Realm for the first time. Spreading Divine Sense here is fraught with danger. If Fellow Daoist wishes to experience the Wind Immortal Realm, why not join us? Once the others arrive, we can enter together. It will be much safer, and you can retreat unharmed."

Wang Lin continued to stare at the Rift, seemingly deep in thought. After Li Yuanlei finished speaking, Wang Lin did not turn around, but merely spoke a single, calm sentence.

"No need."

Having spoken, he lifted his foot and gradually walked toward the Rift of the Wind Immortal Realm ahead. His pace was not fast, yet a strange power seemed to envelop him, capturing everyone's attention in that instant.

"Looking at him, it seems he intends to enter the Wind Realm alone!"

"Brother Li meant well, but this person is quite arrogant. Yet, inside the Wind Realm, even those Old Monsters rarely enter alone…"

Li Yuanlei's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at Wang Lin, watching his figure accelerate, heading straight for the Wind Realm Rift, approaching it in a flash, clearly about to step inside.

But in that instant, Wang Lin's pupils contracted. He immediately halted his steps and abruptly retreated, backing away dozens of zhang.

Before the surrounding Cultivators could react to this sudden movement, a Monstrous Savagery immediately roared out from within the Wind Realm Rift, accompanied by the buzzing sound of rumbling air breaking.

They saw a wave of Red Mist erupt from the Wind Realm Rift in the Void Realm, sweeping out like surging clouds and instantly spreading everywhere. Inside the Red Mist, low growls, shrieks, and roars violently erupted. Simultaneously, flashes of red light appeared, revealing hundreds of ferocious, Crimson-colored Mosquito Beasts, each a hundred zhang in size, emerging in a flash.

Each of these Mosquito Beasts was covered in barbed bristles, and their massive Proboscises, in particular, emitted a thick, fishy stench. The sight was shocking, and an Aura of Savagery, seemingly from ancient times, instantly filled the world.

The rumbling echoed, and in the blink of an eye, over a hundred Mosquito Beasts flew out.

In that instant, Li Yuanlei's expression drastically changed. He retreated without hesitation, shouting, "A small group of Giant Mosquito Beasts has been swept out by the Crimson Mist! Retreat quickly!"

Following his words, the expressions of the Cultivators around Li Yuanlei changed drastically, and they hastily retreated. With their cultivation, they had no chance of victory against these hundred-plus Mosquito Beasts. They scattered immediately, speeding toward the surroundings.

"Offer the Heaven Incense!" Li Yuanlei's voice rang out again. At the same time, he flipped his right hand, revealing an arm-thick black Burning Incense stick. With a wave, the incense was lit, and a thick, Strange Fragrance immediately spread out.

It wasn't just him; all dozen or so Cultivators took out and lit their Burning Incense sticks at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the Strange Fragrance filled the area outside the Wind Realm Rift.

The Mosquito Beasts seemed extremely averse to the fragrance. Their charging momentum immediately stopped, and they roared at the surrounding Cultivators, their expressions radiating ferocity.

Staring at the ferocious appearance of the dense swarm of over a hundred Mosquito Beasts, everyone, including Li Yuanlei, immediately recalled scenes related to the Mosquito Beasts' notorious reputation. They were all nervous, staring intently at the Mosquito Beasts. Only after realizing they had stopped outside the perimeter of the fragrance did these people finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Just then, a young Cultivator standing beside Li Yuanlei stared blankly ahead, his eyes showing disbelief, and he cried out, "This… how is this possible!!"

His voice was out of control. The moment his words sounded, the gazes of everyone around him immediately converged on where he was looking. Instantly, all these people were dumbfounded, their expressions showing shock and horror, but even more so, confusion and incomprehension.

At the focal point of their attention, a white-robed figure was swaying and walking among the Mosquito Beasts. Beneath him was actually a special Mosquito Beast, Pale Gold in color!

As he advanced, the surrounding Crimson-colored Mosquito Beasts, which had initially been radiating monstrous ferocity, immediately showed a faint light in their eyes. Their fierce aura greatly diminished, and they dared not obstruct the path of the white-robed young man, retreating one after another. Moreover, looking at their expressions, they seemed… to reveal an undeniable reverence.

The shrieks of the Mosquito Beasts instantly erupted, but they no longer paid attention to the Cultivators. Instead, they circled the white-robed figure—or more accurately, they hovered around the special Pale Gold Mosquito Beast—as if escorting it, heading toward the Wind Realm Rift permeated by the Red Mist.

This bizarre scene left the surrounding Cultivators speechless.

It was as if the Mosquito Beasts' appearance just now was not due to being sprayed out by the Red Mist, but rather that they had come out voluntarily, solely for the purpose of a welcoming party! They were welcoming the person in white robes!

Only after the white-robed person entered the mist and stepped into the Wind Realm Rift did all hundred-plus ferocious red Mosquito Beasts accompanying him rush into the Red Mist, leaving none behind.

The Red Mist rolled violently, as if the previous moment in time had become disordered, distorted, and begun to reverse. As the Mosquito Beasts returned to the mist, the mist immediately contracted, condensing and being wholly sucked into the Rift, finally vanishing.

From the eruption of the Red Mist and the appearance of the Mosquito Beasts, until they returned into the mist and the Red Mist was sucked back, this entire scene, lasting less than Half an Incense Stick's Time, caused the scalps of all Cultivators, including Li Yuanlei, to tingle. Even after the surroundings returned to peace and no further changes occurred, their minds were still reeling from shock.

"Who… who was he!"

"Was his appearance a coincidence, or did the… Giant Mosquito Beasts come out to welcome him!"

Everyone looked at each other, seeing the horror in the other's eyes. They would never forget the scene just now. For the Cultivators of the Cloud Sea, the power of the Mosquito Beasts occupying the Wind Immortal Realm was beyond doubt. Even the Divine Sect had no confidence in reclaiming the Wind Immortal Realm, having once sent out Great Divine Ability Cultivators from within their sect, but they all ultimately failed, none returning alive.

Furthermore, the most important thing was that Giant Mosquito Beasts were fundamentally impossible to tame into spirits; no method had ever succeeded. Over time, this characteristic of the Mosquito Beasts became known to almost everyone.

But just now, the presence of that white-robed figure had forcibly turned something everyone thought impossible into a reality!

The surroundings were silent, and the crowd fell quiet. Before long, several long arcs of light flew from the distance—the people they were waiting for had arrived.

I apologize to everyone. I thought I could finish writing this morning, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until now. Explanations are weak, but I just want to share my experience from last night until now.

Yesterday, I fell down. Er Gen even joked about it, so I really didn't take it seriously. I took the 1:21 AM train last night, planning to sleep until I woke up in Mudanjiang.

As a result, the pain kept me half-asleep and half-awake all night. After returning to Mudanjiang at 7 AM, my right arm had swollen into a large lump and I couldn't move it.

I went to the hospital this morning to get X-rays to check for fractures. Luckily, my bones were fine, but the tendons and soft tissues were badly injured. They prescribed a large amount of medicine—patches and oral medication.

By the time I was done, it was noon. The pain while typing was truly agonizing. Now that I have finished one chapter, I will grit my teeth and fulfill my promise. I will be slow, but I will persevere.

I am not trying to gain sympathy. As xian ni's success increases, the number of people looking for trouble is growing. After failing to find much fault with the writing, they started targeting the author and slandering him.

I cannot stop this from continuing, but I will continue to speak with everyone as usual, because this is the only joy for a Shut-in who doesn't have many friends in real life.