Chapter 1371: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Third Generation Evil Sparrow

Within the Heaven-Reaching Realm, Wang Lin gazed at the colossal statue that occupied the heavens and earth, his eyes gleaming.

The appearance of this statue was too bizarre; Wang Lin had never seen anyone with such a face. No matter how he looked at it, this person did not resemble a Cultivator, but rather a transformation of a Vermilion Bird.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin clasped his hands together, bowing from a distance towards the statue, and said in a deep voice, "Junior, the Sixth Generation Vermilion Bird, greets Old Ancestor."

The moment his words fell, the nine-colored flames on the statue's brow instantly erupted into a furious blaze, soaring into the sky and transforming into nine-colored firelight that spread all around. The statue's closed eyes also flickered with light.

"To achieve four Awakenings with such little Bloodline, you are very good…" A humming sound reverberated throughout this heaven and earth.

"Junior…" Wang Lin's expression was calm as he was about to speak.

"Ask your questions during the trial. This Sparrow was injured in the past and has not fully recovered; my divine Awakening time is limited. For every five breaths you endure in this trial, you are permitted one question!" The humming voice was devoid of emotion, interrupting Wang Lin's words.

The moment its voice fell, flames erupted from the palm where Wang Lin stood. The flames rapidly shifted between illusory and substantial, and each time it changed nine times, the power of this fire would dramatically increase.

"This fire is not an illusory fire, but the fire of this Sparrow's mind. In this Sparrow's era, this fire was also known as the Vermilion Bird Senluo Flame."

While Wang Lin was undergoing the trial, a沧桑 Qi emanated from the hundred-zhang Rift in the Ancient Tomb within the Primordial Stars, integrating into the Primordial Stars, stirring the starry sky. As it continuously spread, it drew in all the dust within an infinite range around it that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

These dust particles accumulated more and more, eventually forming a storm. This storm, centered on the Rift, roared and swirled outwards. From a distance, it looked like a rotating nebula.

The Vortex of the storm grew larger and larger, instantly spreading boundlessly and shaking the entire star.

Moreover, an extremely terrifying power permeated within the storm, destroying all living beings. Under the suction of the Vortex, even many abandoned stars around it had their trajectories altered by this suction and rushed towards here with rumbling sounds, eventually being forcibly drawn into the Vortex, rapidly crushed, and becoming part of the Vortex storm.

Within the Primordial Stars, in the distant northern starry sky, nineteen Cultivation Planets were arranged in a line. On the tenth Cultivation Planet in the very center, this star, from a distance, appeared almost entirely as ocean, like a water planet.

Deep within that ocean, beneath the endless seawater, a Cultivator sat cross-legged.

This person appeared ancient, with white hair floating in the water. Each breath he took caused the ocean of this Cultivation Planet to roar, emitting crashing waves that surged outwards.

The moment the Ancient Tomb ripped open and the Vortex storm formed, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, which were deep and profound, like the vast ocean.

"Something's not right!" The old man's eyes flickered. After pondering for a moment, a hint of hesitation appeared.

"On the Emperor Star, I cannot scheme for Heaven Defying, so I might as well put it off for later… Clone, return quickly and go to where the Vortex appeared to investigate!"

This old man was precisely the true body of Daoist Miaoyin, one of the Five Venerables of the Primordial Era. The elegant young man on the Emperor Star was merely one of his three Clones!

At the same time, outside the Land of Falling, an enormous oval-shaped beast, comparable to a Cultivation Planet in size, with countless tentacles, slowly approached through the starry sky. The Yin and Yang-faced old man on its back, who had been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly opened them and stood up, looking into the distance with a strange glint in his eyes.

"This is…" Before he could finish his muttering, the Moon Gazer beast beneath him suddenly paused, immediately looked into the distance, its body trembling, its fierce eyes showing a mixture of fear and excitement, and it opened its mouth wide, letting out an earth-shattering roar.

The Yin and Yang-faced old man hesitated slightly, then changed direction, manipulating the Moon Gazer to speed towards the direction where the Ancient Tomb had opened.

On the Emperor Star, tens of thousands of Cultivators were watching the Heaven-Reaching Incense. Just then, the elegant young man floating in mid-air suddenly stirred, and without hesitation, he clasped his hands towards Old Vermilion Bird and the others, smiling, "Fellow Daoists, I have urgent matters, so I won't continue to observe the ceremony. Farewell!"

With that, he turned, stepped into the Void Realm, and his figure transformed into a shimmering light, dissipating into the heavens and earth.

As people were surprised by this sudden change, all the Third Step Grand Elders present, including Old Vermilion Bird, had a change in expression.

Daoist Blue Dream's eyes narrowed. He looked up into the distance, pondered for a moment, then also clasped his hands towards Old Vermilion Bird, saying in a deep voice, "This matter is mysterious; I must go and see for myself." After speaking, he glanced at Li Qianmei beside him, sighed inwardly, and with a flick of his sleeve, blue light enveloped the father and daughter, and they vanished into the heavens and earth.

And the beast-skin old man sitting on the lizard-beast also had strange glints in his eyes. His mouth, seemingly sealed by a needle piercing through it, twitched. He clasped his hands towards Old Vermilion Bird without speaking, then slapped the lizard-beast beneath him with his right hand. The lizard-beast let out a long cry as it flew up, a gust of wind sweeping it towards the horizon.

Great Marshal Yunluo and Si Mozi exchanged glances. Great Marshal Yunluo was about to speak while clasping his hands, but just then, smoke suddenly billowed from the Heaven-Reaching Incense!

"The Heaven-Reaching Incense is burning!"

"It ignited the last stick of incense so quickly!"

"I wonder how many breaths this Third Young Emperor can sustain this time, and if he can surpass the Second Young Emperor of yesteryear!"

The surrounding Cultivators immediately focused their gaze on the Heaven-Reaching Incense. Even Great Marshal Yunluo, who was preparing to leave, looked over.

The Heaven-Reaching Incense burned, smoke billowing into the sky, hot waves assailing faces. Like a torch, the flames blazed fiercely, rapidly burning downwards.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths… In the Heaven-Reaching Realm, Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the palm of the giant statue. A nine-colored flame burned from this palm; from a distance, it looked as if the palm was holding a fireball.

As soon as this burning flame appeared, it contained an extremely terrifying destructive power. Three breaths passed in an instant, but the heat erupting from within made Wang Lin instantly feel an indescribable scorching sensation.

He even felt as if he were in a Pill Furnace, being refined. This feeling grew stronger and stronger, and the burning of the flames continuously intensified!

Almost every breath, these flames would transform nine times. In this way, with each passing breath, the power of these flames would increase countless times!

Three breaths, just three breaths, had already pushed Wang Lin's entire body to the brink of collapse.

How could this be a trial? This was clearly Soul Refining!

Wang Lin could clearly feel that if his Vermilion Bird had not just undergone its fourth Awakening, giving birth to illusory fire within him, his soul would have been completely incinerated after these three breaths.

Outside the Emperor Star, his Physical Body trembled in its soulless state, and large beads of sweat seeped from his entire body, but as soon as they appeared, they immediately hissed and turned into a mist that rose into the air.

His Physical Body at this moment seemed to have become a scorching hot iron, as if it were about to be incinerated!

Within the Heaven-Reaching Realm, Wang Lin's face was pale, his expression no longer respectful but rather ferocious. He let out a low roar towards the sky, and with Hand Seals, he fiercely waved outwards. Nine-colored flames from his left eye instantly materialized, wildly gushing out with this wave, encircling his body, fighting fire with fire!

Rumbling sounds continuously echoed within this giant palm: four breaths, five breaths!

On the Emperor Star, tens of thousands of Cultivators focused their attention on Wang Lin's Physical Body. His Physical Body was now enveloped in sweat and mist. At the fifth breath, the mist collapsed with a bang.

The burning of the Heaven-Reaching Incense also paused slightly after nearly half of it was consumed.

"Since the Vermilion Bird Clan is in the Primordial Stars, why does the Fire Sparrow Clan still exist?!" Within the Heaven-Reaching Realm, Wang Lin roared loudly the moment he endured five breaths.

"The Third Generation Evil Sparrow was created by an enemy, stole my supreme treasure and defected, creating the Fire Sparrow Clan. This Sparrow was sealed and unable to clean up its own house! Furthermore, the existence of the Fire Sparrow Clan also benefits this Sparrow." The humming voice's answer was very simple. After speaking, it fell silent again.

But for Wang Lin, the burning flames intensified with a roar. The power of the flames from that First Generation Old Ancestor transformed into a storm, surging into the sky.

Wang Lin was struck by this storm, and his own nine-colored flames instantly collapsed. Excruciating pain surged through his soul, and he spat out a mouthful of soul Qi, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Since his soul was in such a state, back in his Physical Body, his body on the Emperor Star immediately trembled violently. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and before it could drip, it was incinerated and cracked, turning into mist and black ash that dissipated.

Witnessing this scene, Old Vermilion Bird's eyes immediately became solemn, his expression changing and becoming extremely gloomy.

"Has the First Generation Old Ancestor gone mad, to actually use the Senluo Flame for a trial!! This Heaven-Reaching Incense trial should have granted good fortune; what is the meaning of his actions?"

Si Mozi's eyes flickered, also showing surprise and doubt. He couldn't help but exchange glances with Great Marshal Yunluo beside him. Great Marshal Yunluo bit her lower lip and narrowed her eyes. She wanted to make a deduction, but when she thought of Wang Lin's gaze just now, her mind trembled, and she actually dared not to deduce.

Six breaths… seven breaths… eight breaths… Beneath the Heaven-Reaching Incense, blood continuously overflowed from Wang Lin's mouth, and his entire skin immediately became dry and wrinkled, as if even the blood within his body was evaporating under the power of the flames returning from his soul.

Wang Lin's soul within the Heaven-Reaching Realm gritted his teeth, his expression twisted. The flame storm from the First Generation Vermilion Bird outside his body was no longer nine-colored, but had become a chaotic expanse. The temperature within it had already reached the limit Wang Lin could endure.

Under this intense burning, pain surged like a tide, even several times more intense than the previous human and earth trials!

"Is this a trial?" Wang Lin suddenly looked up, staring ferociously at the First Generation Vermilion Bird statue, his eyes blazing with anger. With Hand Seals, a thunder diagram instantly materialized in his right eye!

Thunder instantly rumbled through the heavens and earth. Within this Heaven-Reaching Realm, endless lightning appeared out of thin air. These bolts of lightning roared towards Wang Lin's right eye. In an instant, the thunder diagram in his right eye appeared directly, encircling his body.

Under the intertwining of this thunder diagram, thunder rumbled and lightning danced, allowing Wang Lin to endure this time, passing the ninth breath, and the tenth breath!

Thanks to Forgotten Tears and cqzapi for their unwavering support for renegade immortal, ascending to the position of Alliance Leader, one step ahead of Wang Lin, becoming a Third Step Grand Elder. Er Gen bows in gratitude.