Chapter 1242: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Venerable of the Sealed Realm

Chapter 1242: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Venerable of the Sealed Realm (First Update)

This dream was deep, causing one to sink into it, unable to distinguish reality from illusion. Before Wang Lin was a mist, and within this mist were elongated luminous objects, swimming past one another, flashing by one by one.

Here, only Wang Lin's formless Primordial Spirit remained, wandering aimlessly in this world of mist, slowly dissipating, until one day, his Primordial Spirit would vanish completely and cease to exist. He was very cold; this coldness grew increasingly intense, gradually permeating his entire Primordial Spirit.

He did not know how long he had walked. There was no alternation of day and night here; even time seemed to have solidified, vaguely different from the outside world. As he moved forward, Wang Lin gradually discovered that the luminous objects shuttling through the mist contained the Five Elements of heaven and earth origin energy.

Moreover, they gave him a very familiar feeling; it seemed that all the Five Elements here made him feel a sense of intimacy.

"This is… the world of Heaven Defying…" One month, two months, three months, or perhaps one year, two years, three years… He did not know how much time had passed, but Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit did not dissipate.

Throughout these countless years, in this Heaven Defying world, a warm bloody light would permeate from all directions, dispelling Wang Lin's coldness. Gradually, it nourished his formless Primordial Spirit, causing it to slowly become translucent and take shape.

The confusion that had permeated Wang Lin also gradually dissipated with the integration and nourishment of the bloody light over these countless years. He stared blankly at his surroundings, slowly recalling many things, and even more so, the world he had seen nearly two thousand years ago.

"The Five Elements here are what I collected…" In his silence, Wang Lin's confusion dissipated, replaced by the sensation of waking from a dream, only to find, after waking, that he was still within a dream.

Silently sensing his surroundings, Wang Lin looked back. After walking for who knows how many years, he had deeply entered this Heaven Defying world and could not find the path back.

Even if he found it, there would be no way out. He seemed trapped here, with nothing to do but wait for eternity.

"Wan'er is also here…" Wang Lin had grown accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to the feeling of being the only person in the world. Here, he felt no discomfort.

"But I remember that I had shattered everything; why am I appearing here…" Wang Lin frowned, looked at his body, and a bitter expression appeared on his face.

He saw his own body, in a translucent state, completely in the form of a condensed Primordial Spirit. He even saw the warm bloody light appearing all around, integrating into his body at every moment, nourishing his Primordial Spirit, allowing him to shake off the confusion and enabling his Primordial Spirit to condense into a form.

"What is this bloody light…" Wang Lin stared blankly as the bloody light continuously merged into his body, giving him a warm feeling. This feeling was very comfortable, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not figure out what this bloody light actually was.

"Could it be a strange power existing within the Heaven Defying itself, capable of nourishing the Primordial Spirit?" Wang Lin pondered for a moment; it seemed only this answer could explain everything.

Yet he always felt something was not quite right. Just as he was about to think carefully, suddenly, in this Heaven Defying world, in Wang Lin's dream, a soft murmur slowly came from afar.

"Here… here…"

Wang Lin's gaze tightened. This murmuring sound fell into his ears and immediately turned into ripples, echoing within his Primordial Spirit. Staring ahead, Wang Lin's eyes flashed.

"This sound can shake the Primordial Spirit; it is strange. I am the Master of Heaven Defying, yet I must go and see what this sound is!"

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin slowly moved forward.

His speed was not fast. Because he was in the form of a Primordial Spirit, he floated forward like the wind, merging into the mist and disappearing at the end of the path ahead.

Wang Lin's speed became faster and faster. As he moved forward, he felt the bloody light that appeared at every moment once again. This bloody light seemed to be chasing Wang Lin, continuously merging into his Primordial Spirit, making the warm feeling within Wang Lin grow increasingly intense.

"What exactly is this bloody light…" Wang Lin frowned as he moved forward, but no matter what, he could not think of the origin of this bloody light.

As he moved forward, his speed exceeded lightning. With a rumbling sound, he broke through all the mist, moving many times faster than he had during his long years of confusion.

The mist rolled backward, immediately collapsing due to Wang Lin's speed, allowing him to advance like a hot knife through butter, roaring forward. Time flowed by: one year, two years, three years…

Wang Lin flew continuously. He was in the form of a Primordial Spirit and had no consumption of heaven and earth origin energy. This was the Heaven Defying, and he was the Master of Heaven Defying; he was like a fish in water here. As he moved forward, the mist was no longer dense but became thin.

During these few years, the bloody light had not ceased for even a single breath. It had always permeated, nourishing Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit, causing his Primordial Spirit to gradually stop being transparent and become like substance.

However, Wang Lin could feel that although the warmth within the bloody light remained, it had weakened and was gradually becoming cold…

It was unknown how much time had passed. During these few years of Wang Lin's journey, the murmuring sound came from time to time, becoming increasingly clear.

"Here… here…"

Wang Lin moved faster and faster. On this day, his entire body suddenly came to a halt. He stared straight ahead. In front of him, within a thin patch of mist, a heaven-reaching gate suddenly appeared!

Wang Lin was not unfamiliar with this gate; he had seen it several times!

That massive gate towered within this Heaven Defying world, boundless and endless. Anyone standing before it would have the illusion of being an ant.

At this moment, the instant Wang Lin approached, this massive stone gate let out a rumbling sound. The two doors within it slowly opened, and amidst that rumbling, a massive Rift opened!

"Here… here…" The sound came from within this Rift, even clearer. At such a close distance, the sound entered Wang Lin's ears like ripples, actually causing his Primordial Spirit to distort!

"It is indeed it!" Wang Lin's pupils constricted. He stared at the massive stone gate and fell silent. He had long guessed during these few years, and naturally, he had thought of the massive stone gate that had appeared because of the Heaven Defying. Seeing it with his own eyes now, although shocked, it did not exceed his expectations.

Furthermore, under the nourishment of the bloody light over these few years, as Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit became substantial, he recalled more memories. He recalled the jade pendant that had suddenly appeared during his final battle with Daoist Shui!

He even recalled Daoist Shui's exclamation. This jade pendant was named the Jade of the Sealed Realm, an object carried by its Master! A matter that Wang Lin had always found puzzling now had a vague answer!

What he had found puzzling was why that white-haired child wanted to kill him. But now, with the awakening of his memories and the battle with Daoist Shui, Wang Lin could clearly judge that Daoist Shui's Master was none other than the Venerable of the Sealed Realm, the previous Master of the Heaven Defying!

That white-haired child had clearly sensed the aura of his Master, which was why he had come to kill him, and why, after swallowing Wang Lin's blood, he had said the words "not a Reincarnation"!

He had even searched his soul to find the Heaven Defying; his purpose was to find his Master and kill his Master!

All of this had been clearly figured out by Wang Lin. That was why the white-haired child was so panicked and terrified upon seeing the jade pendant!

And the Venerable of the Sealed Realm had clearly not truly died. Wang Lin's memories awakened, and he clearly recalled that after the jade pendant appeared, the golden light on it had transformed into a finger. It was this finger that had caused the seven-colored nail in the white-haired child's brow to be completely driven in, causing him to be severely injured, scream, and flee!

"Here… come in… here…" Within the gap of the massive stone gate before Wang Lin, the murmuring sound was even clearer, slowly spreading out like wind sweeping past, stirring the world within the Heaven Defying!

"Who are you!" Wang Lin's expression was calm as he stared at the stone gate and slowly spoke.

"I… am the Master of the Sealed Realm, the Venerable of the Sealed Realm… come in… I have no malice… I will not harm you…" After a moment of silence, the murmuring voice, filled with confusion, gradually uttered these words.

Wang Lin's gaze flickered. He vaguely had a feeling that a heaven-shaking secret was hidden within that gate, a secret related to the Heaven Defying, and furthermore, a path for him to leave this place!

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin no longer hesitated. His body flickered, and he rushed toward the gate. In the blink of an eye, he approached and stepped into the gap of the stone gate, entering the heaven-reaching gate!

In the Cloud Sea, within a second-grade Star Domain, on a remote Barren Continent hidden in endless mist, monks rarely came here, and it was desolate.

In this continent, there was a valley. Inside the valley, Li Qianmei sat cross-legged on the ground. In front of her, a crystal-clear stone statue was placed.

The stone statue was smeared with blood, and the bloody light was gradually dissipating. Li Qianmei's face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood. Her blue hair also lacked luster. She slowly opened her eyes; her gaze was listless, filled only with sorrow.

She raised her right hand. The five fingers were full of cracks and withered; they did not look like the jade hand of a young woman at all, but rather the arm of an old crone.

Peeling off the unhealed blood scabs on her fingers, Li Qianmei's listless eyes gradually gained brightness and determination. Once again, she smeared the stone statue with fresh blood.

Four years had passed. During these four years, Li Qianmei had not left this place for a single step, always silently accompanying it, silently nourishing the stone statue with fresh blood.

Four years ago, she only needed to smear the stone statue once a day, and she had ten hours to rest. Four years later, as the stone statue became more and more crystal-clear, it required more and more blood. She often had to smear it four times a day, and her resting time was left with less than four hours…

"I will make you wake up…" Li Qianmei looked at the stone statue. There were no more tears in the corners of her eyes, only cracks, as if they had been formed by long-standing tears. During these four years, she had asked herself many times: was all this… worth it?

She could not answer herself as she had answered her Master back then. She herself did not know whether all this was worth it or not. She only knew that, vaguely, it seemed as if there was a voice from a previous life, whispering by her ear, during her hundred years of battlefield slaughter, slowly awakening, slowly murmuring, slowly letting her vaguely see herself as a fish under the water, looking at a flying bird in the sky above the water, gradually drifting away…