Chapter 1379: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Dream Dao Seeds Demons

Wang Lin has cultivated the Dao for two thousand years, and has only created three Divine Abilities. The power of Fading Night is already earth-shattering, yet the rules of Grand Primeval are unpredictable and hard to find. Only at the first moment of dawn can its strongest might be fully unleashed without consuming primordial power.

Even with Wang Lin's current cultivation, if he were to forcibly use Fading Night, changing the trajectories of heaven and earth in the surrounding Star Domain, planets, and all other locations, transforming day into night, and night into dawn, pushing forth the power of breaking dawn, he would still need to be extremely cautious.

As for the Flowing Moon Divine Ability, although its power seems slightly inferior to Fading Night, the rules of time within this art are something no one in heaven and earth can defend against or resist. Time permeates all things, and its formlessness is comparable to the Heavenly Dao.

Fading the night of heaven and earth, flowing the light of time, dreaming back to the dao ancient… Wang Lin's third Divine Ability was created after his battle with Daoist Shui, when he was severely wounded and near death. With the help of the Venerable of the Sealed Realm within Heaven Defying, he entered an extremely profound and peculiar state that even Wang Lin himself cannot fully explain now—the Dao Realm!

Within that Dao Realm, two Divine Abilities appeared in Wang Lin's mind. The first was the life-saving Divine Ability of the Eight-star Ancient God, the one who severely wounded Heavenly Fate Child during his Heaven-Man Five Decay in the Demon Spirit Land, and also severely wounded the Ancient Demon—Dream Return to Ancient Times!

The second was the first Daoist Magic he encountered in his life, the Dao Dispersion Art used by the Elder of the Seal Extermination Clan in the Seven-Colored Realm back then!

The power of these two Divine Abilities was deeply ingrained in Wang Lin's memory, impossible to erase, deeply rooted!

For ten years in the Dao Realm, what Wang Lin comprehended were these astonishingly powerful Dream Return to Ancient Times and Dao Dispersion Art!

Dream Return to Ancient Times is an Ancient God Divine Ability, originally impossible for Cultivators to use. Even Wang Lin, as an Ancient God, could not achieve this. However, Wang Lin's life was a coexistence of Opportunity and crisis. The Dao Dispersion Art of the Elder from the Seal Extermination Clan in the Seven-Colored Realm opened a door of Daoist Magic for him.

It was just that this art was too vast. Under normal circumstances, Wang Lin would not have been able to thoroughly understand it, but in that Dao Realm, Wang Lin, with immense perseverance and persistence, used the Dao Realm to fuse this art with Dream Return to Ancient Times, creating the Dream Dao Art!

Back then, outside the Rift of the Demon Sect in the Cloud Sea, Wang Lin's brief display caused the Demon Sect Elder, who was undergoing Heaven-Man Five Decay, to almost collapse his Dao Heart without even realizing it. If Wang Lin hadn't pointed it out afterward, that Elder would surely have suffered a Dao Heart collapse, with his Dao Concept disintegrating, leading to death!

Dream Dao, though complex to explain, is essentially planting a Heart Demon!

It transforms the opponent's Dao Concept into a Heart Demon, using the Heart Demon to shatter the Dao foundation, leading to self-destruction! Even Cultivators who haven't cultivated Concepts will have Heart Demons, and this Heart Demon is Wang Lin!

Daoist Magic is an extremely profound art of heaven and earth. Even Third Step Cultivators rarely master many. Possessing even one is already a great Opportunity. Powerful figures like Daoist Blue Dream only possess a few types.

Dream Return to dao ancient, this returns to the opponent's memories! Although it cannot make the Dao dissipate like the Elder of the Seal Extermination Clan, Wang Lin can use this art to plant a segment of illusory memory within the opponent's memories!

This illusory memory will exist permanently within the opponent's mind, impossible to erase, becoming real! This is planting a Heart Demon!

The breath exhaled from Wang Lin's mouth was Wang Lin's Dao Breath. It landed on the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, rapidly fusing and penetrating into it… Si Mozi looked back at the faint phantom behind him, his eyes showing shock. He froze for a moment; this figure had accompanied him for tens of thousands of years, becoming a part of his life, yet in all these tens of thousands of years, it had never spoken a word!

She… should have died… she was the source of the piercing pain in his heart… The white silk was the noose she used to take her own life, and the plum blossom bloodstain on it was Si Mozi's heartbroken blood of lovesickness. Si Mozi's body trembled. This sudden change, these words that abruptly appeared, made him completely stunned, forgetting the beast bone in his hand, forgetting to place his palm on the beast bone's imprint.

The fingernail-sized firefly between his eyebrows flickered even more intensely, like a candlelight!

"Sister… is that you… are you speaking…?" Si Mozi stared blankly at the illusory female figure, tears welling up in his eyes, gradually blurring his vision.

"Brother, brother, come quickly, a string of purple orchids has grown here…"

"Brother, don't always sleep, you promised to play with me today…"

"Brother, brother…"

In the Cloud Sea Star Domain, on a floating continent, there was a mortal village. A seven or eight-year-old girl pouted, constantly pushing the sleeping boy next to her.

"Xiao Lan, let me sleep a little longer. Last night, I went with Huzi and the others to steal eggs from the Xu family, and I'm very tired…" The boy was a bit older, about eight or nine years old. He opened his sleepy eyes, mumbled a few words, then closed them again and fell back asleep.

Time flowed invisibly, year after year… "Brother, Huzi bullied me today, he… he secretly kissed me!" On a small village path, a boy and a girl walked slowly under the setting sun, their shadows stretching long.

The boy had a medicine basket on his back, and he yawned as he walked.

The girl beside him, wearing a floral cloth dress, looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. She held a weed in her hand, and as she spoke, she fiercely tugged at the green grass.

"Brother, did you even hear me?!" The girl glared at the boy and said loudly.

"I heard, I heard. Xiao Lan, since father and mother are gone, Aunt Huzi has taken good care of us over the years. I think Huzi is not bad, and you're not young anymore, so why not just marry him?" The boy yawned repeatedly, then turned to look at his sister.

"You! How can you be such a brother?! You clearly like Sister Honghong and want to marry me off to her brother so you can get close to her! I don't have a brother like you!" The girl stomped her foot and glared fiercely at the boy.

The boy's face flushed slightly, and he chuckled, then changed the subject, talking about things that would attract the girl's attention. Before long, the two were laughing and playing again, walking further and further away.

Years rolled by like a wheel, unknowingly carrying away the thoughts of youth… "Brother, Sister Honghong already has someone in her heart, you…" The once innocent girl had also reached the age of sixteen, like a beautiful flower, ready to bloom.

At this moment, the young girl looked at the thin boy in front of her, biting her lower lip, and spoke softly.

The boy's body was gaunt, and he wasn't tall. His skin was slightly dark, as if he were afflicted by illness, but his eyes were very bright, like starlight, eternally present in the girl's heart.

Over the years, the girl knew that although her brother didn't say it, he was actually very good to her. Whatever she liked, her brother would go to great lengths to get it for her.

The boy grinned, his teeth very white. With a smile, his spirits seemed to lift considerably. Hearing the girl's words, the boy reached out and stroked his sister's beautiful hair, saying gently, "Don't think too much. Your brother isn't that fragile. My dream is to become an Immortal! After your wedding with Huzi in a few days, I'm going to leave for a while, to go to the Immortal Mountain to seek a master and learn the Dao!"

The girl's pretty face flushed, and she whispered, "Huzi is annoying. I told him before that if Sister Honghong doesn't marry you, I won't marry him either!"

The boy laughed heartily, his eyes filled with tenderness, and he said softly, "Alright, you've grown up now, almost a married woman. Don't always be so childish. Brother's dream really is to become an Immortal. I don't want to live a plain life here…" The boy looked up at the dark sky.

"My life, Sima Mo's life, will never be this ordinary… Xiao Lan, wait for your brother. When I achieve success in cultivation, I will come back to help you and Huzi achieve longevity. Perhaps there will be a few nephews by then, haha." The boy's expression showed happiness.

The girl stared blankly at the boy in front of her. Since their parents' death, her brother had become her sky, always protecting her. Her eyes reddened, and the girl lowered her head, whispering, "Brother will definitely succeed. Xiao Lan will always wait for brother to come back."

"Alright, when you get married, brother will prepare a lot of dowry for you, to ensure Xiao Lan marries gloriously." The boy looked at his sister, his eyes filled with affection.

The sound of lively music echoed through the ordinary village a few days later. The girl, wearing her wedding dress and a bridal veil, lifted a corner of the veil as she stepped into the sedan chair, looking into the distance with a hint of anxiety.

"Where did brother go…? Why isn't he back yet…?"

For the village wedding, neighbors from all around came, making it very lively. Many children laughed and played around the sedan chair, singing cheerful songs.

The Elders around also wore benevolent smiles, watching this joyous scene.

No one noticed that, at this moment, on the road outside the village entrance, a line of more than ten fiery horses was approaching with a roar. On these horses sat more than ten burly men, each looking fierce and evil, talking and laughing loudly as they advanced.

The thundering sound of hooves, like a land dragon rolling, spread across the earth, causing tremors that reached the village in the distance… Not far away was a mountain, perpetually shrouded in mist. Legends said Immortals lived there. At this moment, a gaunt boy, with a triumphant smile, hurried down a small path from the mountain.

He carried a medicine basket on his back, filled with many herbs, including a ginseng! This ginseng was as thick as a baby's arm, with extremely long roots, and even emitted a faint Spiritual Qi.

"This ginseng king is probably a hundred years old. It took me several days to get it, but as Xiao Lan's dowry, it should be enough." The boy's smile grew wider. He was now halfway down the mountain and casually looked down at the village below. But with that glance, the boy trembled violently and suddenly froze.

The village below, seen from afar, was engulfed in towering flames!

The painful drips continued, his left arm was full of needle marks, today he switched to his right arm.