Chapter 1374: Peak of the Cloud Sea – Come!!

Wang Lin was in mid-air, cupping his fists towards the statue of the First Generation Vermilion Bird. He waved his right hand through the Void Realm, and the Blood Sword in front of the statue immediately let out a heaven-shaking sword cry, pulling back violently and speeding straight towards Wang Lin.

His words, filled with extreme determination, fell into the ears of the First Generation Vermilion Bird, causing it to fall silent.

Wang Lin looked up at the sky. Flames burned in his left eye, and lightning flashed in his right. He stood there as if supporting the heavens and earth. His voice was deep and imposing, echoing out.

"To resurrect Wan'er, since I cannot rely on others, I will rely solely on my own strength! Since the Old Ancestor cannot take all my friends away, I will stay behind, blast open this sky, and take all my friends to achieve Immortal Ascension together!"

His words were like a proclamation, resounding throughout the world like rolling thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth.

If leaving this world were likened to Immortal Ascension, then Wang Lin's words meant that he not only wanted to achieve Immortal Ascension himself but also to take everyone with him!

After a long while, the First Generation Vermilion Bird sighed softly.

"Perhaps you are right… Very well, you have passed the trial of the Heavenly Fragrance Realm… I know that you left the blood of the Vermilion Bird on a Barren Star within the Land of Falling to lure the Fire Sparrow Clan to take it…

Your goal must be the Origin of Fire within the Fire Sparrow Clan… Although your Vermilion Bird has awakened four times and given birth to Void Fire, if you can devour the Origin left behind by the Third Generation Wicked Sparrow of the Fire Sparrow Clan, it will greatly increase your Origin of Fire!

Although the Third Generation Wicked Sparrow was created by someone, its talent is the highest I have ever seen in my life. Even though it was severely wounded by me back then, this person has profound cultivation, and its character is exceptionally treacherous; it must have left a way out back then.

Furthermore, I have always suspected that it has another identity here in the Primordial Stars, but I cannot leave this place, so I have been unable to investigate it clearly. If you are aiming for the Fire Sparrow Clan, be careful of the Third Generation Wicked Sparrow… This person might be in seclusion at the Holy Land of the Fire Sparrow Clan… If it is truly there, I will give you an object. This object contains my Sen Luo Fire; with it, even if the Third Generation Wicked Sparrow is truly there, you can save your life… If my guess is wrong, treat this object as a Sharp Weapon for self-defense!"

As the First Generation Vermilion Bird spoke, the nine-colored flame at the center of its brow suddenly flickered, and as it rotated, it condensed into a nine-colored feather, which slowly flew towards Wang Lin.

"The Third Generation Wicked Sparrow has a supreme treasure of my Vermilion Bird Clan. The Third Generation Wicked Sparrow does not know how to control this object. I will teach it to you. If you have sufficient cultivation to take it back, that supreme treasure is yours!"

The moment Wang Lin caught the nine-colored feather, a complex Incantation was transmitted into his soul, taking deep root.

"Try to keep the members of the Fire Sparrow Clan alive; they are still of great use to me! I will help you make the Vermilion Bird blood on that Barren Star appear more authentic; no one other than the Third Generation will be able to see through it. You, go now."

The voice of the First Generation Vermilion Bird gradually weakened and finally disappeared, and its statue slowly lost its vitality, becoming like a dead object.

Wang Lin looked at the First Generation statue, remained silent for a long while, bowed deeply, turned, and stepped into the sky, his figure slowly disappearing.

Outside the Great Emperor Star, the Heavenly Fragrance was still burning, appearing eternal and endless. Time flowed slowly, one breath, one breath…

From the moment the incense ignited until now, twenty-three breaths had already passed!

Although the conversation between Wang Lin and the First Generation Vermilion Bird was long, under the interference of the First Generation Vermilion Bird, all that time was merely a few breaths in the outside world.

Twenty-four breaths! Twenty-five breaths!

The many Cultivators watching from all around revealed shock in their eyes. Si Mozi frowned, and a look of malice flashed through his eyes.

Grand Minister Yun Luo formed Hand Seals with her right hand, turning it into a blur, watching intently.

Only the Old Vermilion Bird remained with a gloomy expression. He had vaguely guessed the Old Ancestor's intentions; this trial was a test of identity…

Twenty-six breaths! Twenty-seven breaths!

"Twenty-seven breaths!! This Third Young Emperor has actually extended the Heavenly Fragrance to such an extent!!"

"Look at this person's Physical Body; just a moment ago it seemed like a life-or-death crisis, but now it has calmed down!!"

The murmurs of the surrounding Cultivators continued incessantly. Each breath that passed shook their minds. Just then, the fire of the Heavenly Fragrance suddenly became violent. The flames soared into the sky, almost illuminating more than half the sky.

In that very instant, the flames surged forward, rushing towards the remaining small portion of the Heavenly Fragrance below. In an instant, the Heavenly Fragrance was rapidly consumed.

This sudden change immediately attracted the attention of all the Cultivators around. Even the Old Vermilion Bird's eyes flashed, and he watched intently.

No sooner said than done, the Heavenly Fragrance rapidly diminished under the flames. As the flames descended, they were about to touch the eyes-closed Wang Lin standing below.

At this moment, Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit had not yet returned. If he did not return before the Heavenly Fragrance burned out, even if the trial was successful, in the eyes of the surrounding Cultivators, it would still be a failure!

All of this happened in a flash of lightning. The sudden acceleration of the Heavenly Fragrance's burning turned into an invisible force, suddenly heightening the tension of the surrounding Cultivators.

In their gaze, they saw the Heavenly Fragrance flames roaring, instantly swallowing Wang Lin who was standing there. Within the flames, the Heavenly Fragrance was completely burned out!

"He didn't come out!! The Third Young Emperor's Primordial Spirit didn't come out!!!"

"Did he fail! Hmph, I already said that this trial is extremely difficult; this person definitely cannot succeed!!"

"What does it matter if his cultivation is heaven-defying? He still failed in this trial. Let's see how the First Young Emperor will save him."

The surroundings were in an uproar. Si Mozi took a deep breath, and just as joy rose in his eyes, his gaze suddenly froze. The joy collapsed, replaced by endless gloom.

Grand Minister Yun Luo's right hand, while forming Hand Seals, was suffused with bloodstains, interrupted once again. What interrupted her deduction was not some strange power from the netherworld, but two cold gazes that suddenly pierced through the thick flames from the place where the Heavenly Fragrance had burned out!

Those two gazes, like flames, like thunder, the moment they appeared, immediately made the heavens and earth rumble!

Within the flames, amidst the burning, a black shadow was slowly revealed. This black shadow gradually walked out of the flames and was revealed to the gaze of all these Cultivators!

Wang Lin's expression was gloomy as he walked out! The moment the Heavenly Fragrance burned out, his Primordial Spirit returned to his Physical Body. Once his Primordial Spirit entered his body, these flames were nothing in his eyes.

Under the shocked gaze of tens of thousands of surrounding Cultivators, Wang Lin raised his right hand and waved it. It seemed as if the flames behind him boomed and danced along with his hand, turning into a river of fire that rotated and finally wrapped around Wang Lin's right hand. As Wang Lin clenched his fist fiercely, the flames collapsed with a boom, turning into countless sparks that rolled out in all directions.

The sparks were like fireflies, filling the heavens and earth with Wang Lin as the center. Looking from afar, it was even more like a sea of stars, spreading all around. Under those scenes of starlight, Wang Lin's left eye had nine-colored flames rotating, turning into a phantom flame, while his right eye had a lightning map rotating with nine companion thunderbolts circling it, and lightning flashed incessantly within his pupils.

His clothes fluttered, his long hair curled without wind, and he swept his gaze across the surrounding Cultivators one by one!

At this moment, Wang Lin was like a union of immortal and demon, and an indescribable Aura burst forth. The injuries all over his body healed instantly, and after his Primordial Spirit returned to his body, it was burned by the flames within his soul, as if endless power had condensed within his body!

Under his gaze, every Cultivator who met his eyes felt their minds tremble, stirring up huge waves. Within their bodies, it was as if they were instantly being burned by flames. The more shocked their minds were, the more vigorous the flames burned. In just an instant, the flames were enough to burn them to ashes!

If that were all, it would be fine, but what was even more astonishing was the Primordial Spirit and the mind. Whenever they were swept by Wang Lin's gaze, their minds and Primordial Spirits seemed to no longer belong to themselves, but instantly had a sense of unreality, as if they were placed in a huge lightning map that occupied the heavens and earth, with nine different heavenly thunders roaring and rotating all around, trying to destroy their Primordial Spirit alive.

This feeling was only for an instant for all the Cultivators, dissipating as Wang Lin's gaze moved away, but it was unforgettable, deeply branded in their minds. That terrifying feeling made them unforgettable for the rest of their lives!

Wang Lin's establishment of prestige began here!

With just a sweep of his gaze, all tens of thousands of surrounding Cultivators felt their minds rumble. Their expressions changed drastically, their eyes revealed fear, and they lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look at Wang Lin.

Especially those who had been disrespectful to Wang Lin in their hearts or had spoken about him earlier, their faces instantly turned pale, their minds trembling. They had a very clear feeling that it seemed as if as long as the other party moved a thought, their Physical Body would be completely burned, and their Primordial Spirit would turn to ashes under the thunder!

Wang Lin's gaze swept across these Cultivators one by one. Regardless of their cultivation, at this moment in Wang Lin's eyes, everyone had phantom flames on them. The more intense the emotional fluctuation, the stronger these flames became!

A powerful feeling permeated Wang Lin's mind. A trace of killing intent appeared on his face. He raised his hands and waved them violently, and the heavens and earth rumbled. Suddenly, a patch of phantom fire appeared on the bodies of each of these tens of thousands of surrounding Cultivators. As soon as this phantom fire appeared, it emitted a terrifying high temperature, making each of these Cultivators look extremely terrified!

Suddenly, the phantom fire that burned within the bodies of these tens of thousands of Cultivators boomed, as if being sucked out from within their bodies, and they all flew out together, heading straight towards Wang Lin on the giant tortoise in the arena.

This scene was extremely astonishing. The heaven-shaking phantom fire all around was like strands of smoke, turning into a huge Vortex, and in the blink of an eye, it was all sucked away by Wang Lin, surrounding his body and forming a phantom fire storm that reached the sky!

This storm rotated rapidly, setting off a violent wind. Under the blowing of that violent wind, the surrounding Cultivators were all sent tumbling backwards, forced back several thousand zhang away.

"This is… condensing external phantom fire!!" The Old Vermilion Bird's eyes suddenly widened, revealing a look of shock.

Grand Minister Yun Luo's face was pale, her mind shocked. At this moment, if there were a bead and a needle floating in front of Wang Lin, he would be almost exactly the same as the person in the vision she had seen.

Wang Lin, inside the phantom fire storm, rose into the air, looked down with eyes like torches, passed over Yun Luo, and looked directly at the frosty-faced Si Mozi.

"Si Mozi, didn't you want to kill me? I'll give you this chance, come!!" Wang Lin stretched out his right hand in mid-air and beckoned towards Si Mozi.