Chapter 1382: Peak of the Cloud Sea — Engraving the Will! (Second Update!)

"Remember, unless absolutely necessary, do not use this art!" The Old Vermilion Bird's expression was extremely serious. After speaking, he took a deep breath and used his right hand to form a set of rather strange Hand Seals in front of him.

As the Hand Seals appeared, illusory flames immediately spread from the center of the Old Vermilion Bird's brows, merging into the Hand Seals. This caused the marks to flash with firelight instantly, and upon combination, they distinctly formed a bone of fire, about ten feet long.

Calling it a bone might not be appropriate; this bone was like a staff, straight and unbent.

The moment the Fire Bone appeared, the Old Vermilion Bird's eyes showed gravity. He performed Hand Seals with both hands again, and with a sweep, another set of Hand Seals materialized, turning into fine threads. These threads did not wrap around the Fire Bone but were linked directly to its top, extending outward.

Seen from afar, this object formed by the Old Vermilion Bird's Divine Ability was quite strange. If some oiled paper were spread over it, it would look remarkably similar to the umbrellas used by Mortals on rainy days.

Wang Lin watched intently. He saw the Old Vermilion Bird form two different sets of Hand Seals. The first set instantly comprised nine hundred and ninety-nine marks, while the second set far exceeded the first, with exactly nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine marks formed in that instant!

Not a trace of Yuan Power fluctuation was stirred in the world, nor did the wind and clouds roll back. The surroundings were utterly silent, and even the ripples on the lake surface remained unchanged, stirring no waves.

It seemed as if nothing had changed at all.

Having completed the two sets of marks, the Old Vermilion Bird's expression grew even more solemn. He took a deep breath, his eyes shining with a strange light. He abruptly waved his hands, performing Hand Seals simultaneously with both left and right hands. In an instant, a brilliant light ten thousand feet high shot up, penetrating the surroundings of the lake and spreading boundlessly in all directions.

The speed at which the Old Vermilion Bird performed Hand Seals increased rapidly without the slightest pause. marks materialized in his hands: hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands… The Chaotic Seals threatened to dazzle the eye!

The Old Vermilion Bird's hands moved so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye. Even Divine Sense probing would be blocked by a strange force.

The Old Vermilion Bird let out a low roar toward the sky. The Hand Seals in his hands had already surpassed a million. Those million marks appeared simultaneously, stirring the heaven and earth and transforming into a storm. This storm roared away, heading straight for the Fire Bone!

In an instant, the storm merged with the Fire Bone, sweeping it into the vortex and rushing toward the sky!

Wang Lin gasped and sharply looked up. The pupils of his eyes immediately constricted.

He saw that in the sky, the swirling storm resembled a massive, unopened umbrella! Waves of illusory flames encircled it, forming countless roaring Fire Dragons!

The entire sky, at a glance, seemed occupied by Fire Dragons. These Fire Dragons spread outside the storm, roaring continuously. This scene could be clearly seen from every location on the entire Great Emperor Star!

"Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella!" The Old Vermilion Bird roared. Heaven and earth violently shook, and the storm instantly stopped spinning, floating silently in mid-air, motionless!

An indescribable pressure slowly descended from the sky. On the ground, vegetation bent low, exuding large amounts of water mist. In the lake, fish swam rapidly, and the water seemed to boil, bursting with bubbles.

Fine cracks suddenly appeared densely on the ground, resembling a shattered shell.

All Cultivators who witnessed this scene felt their blood suddenly show signs of being burned dry within their bodies.

The starry sky was filled with endless distortion, seemingly unable to bear the weight of the stationary storm. The distortion continuously spread, and in the blink of an eye, it covered nearly half of the Land of Falling!

All planets covered by this phenomenon showed signs of impending destruction, as if suffering a drought of ten thousand years.

The Old Vermilion Bird's breathing was slightly ragged; clearly, executing this Divine Ability was an immense burden for him.

"The first set of Hand Seals was nine hundred and ninety-nine. The second set was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. As for the third and fourth sets, they are both the extreme number of nine hundred and ninety thousand!

In Nine Breaths, all of these must be formed. Every mark contains the Yang of one's Primordial Spirit, along with the power of one's entire cultivation, and only by combining this with a special Incantation can this strongest art of my Vermilion Bird Clan—the Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella—be condensed!!"

"If even one set of Hand Seals is formed incorrectly, it will trigger an unimaginable backlash. Even with my empty profound Middle Stage cultivation, I would be severely injured by this backlash. If it were performed by a Fire Cultivator, their Dao might even be Extinguished!"

"This art was passed down from an ancient Immortal Venerable. I once heard the First Generation Old Ancestor say that back in his hometown, the Immortal Venerable used this art to directly destroy a world containing ten trillion people, hence it is called the Art of Burning Realms!"

"In the hands of the ancient Immortal Venerable, this art was considered an extremely powerful Divine Ability. I don't know if this art still falls within the scope of Daoist Magic, but I heard the First Generation Old Ancestor once say that the Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella, when opened nine times, brings destruction to the world every time!"

"Back then, the ancient Immortal Venerable destroyed a world by opening the umbrella eight times! Even an Immortal Venerable dared not open it a ninth time! The First Generation Old Ancestor's cultivation reached the heavens, having already reached the Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage, yet he could only open the umbrella five times! As for me, because the Yang of my Primordial Spirit has remained unbroken for tens of thousands of years, driven by my own Yang, I can open the umbrella twice during the empty profound Middle Stage!"

"This art should not have been passed on to you, simply because the danger of this art is too great; a slight mistake can bring great disaster! The First Generation Old Ancestor even said that this art is incomplete, seemingly learned secretly by the Immortal Venerable back then, but your Comprehension Ability is astonishing, so you may decide for yourself!"

The Old Vermilion Bird's words rushed out. Wang Lin stared intently at the stationary storm in the sky, which resembled an unopened umbrella, his heart shaken by the Old Vermilion Bird's words!

He had originally thought that the art passed on by the Old Vermilion Bird would be Daoist Magic at most. He never expected it to be a Divine Ability of such unimaginable power!

"Opening the umbrella eight times, destroying a world containing ten trillion people… Can this… can this still be called a Divine Ability?!!"

The Old Vermilion Bird's breathing became even more ragged. With a wave of his right hand, the stationary storm in the sky violently shook, showing faint signs of dissipation.

"I can only pass this art on to you up to this point. You cannot open it casually; once opened, it will cause immense damage here!" The Old Vermilion Bird bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his empty profound Middle Stage cultivation, which transformed into a burning, monstrous Blood Mist that swept toward the storm. After merging with it, the storm gradually dispersed.

It wasn't until Half an Incense Stick later that the storm finally vanished from the heaven and earth. Everything on the Great Emperor Star slowly returned to normal, and the distortion in the starry sky gradually recovered.

Although this scene didn't last long, it made Wang Lin's scalp tingle, and his eyes shone brightly. Although the power of this art was not fully displayed, Wang Lin had felt a slight sense of it, and his heart pounded faster and faster.

Only when the world had completely returned to normal did the Old Vermilion Bird finally sigh in relief, his expression slowly calming down. He waved his right hand in the Void Realm, and immediately a Jade Slip appeared, heading straight for Wang Lin.

"Inside this Jade Slip are all the Hand Seals, as well as the Art of Opening the Umbrella. Quickly memorize them, and once you are certain there are no mistakes, destroy this slip!" After the Old Vermilion Bird finished speaking, he sat cross-legged to the side, closing his eyes to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Wang Lin took the Jade Slip and stared at the object in his hand. Scenes of the Old Vermilion Bird executing the art flashed through his eyes, and Wang Lin's heart was stirred!

In his life, he rarely felt moved by a treasure or a Spell, and his heart wasn't just beating unusually—it was pounding. He had spent his life Cultivating Restrictions, and he was a Great Master among Restriction users. For others, executing nearly two million Hand Seals within Nine Breaths would be an extremely difficult feat.

In reality, this was true; Nine Breaths were too short!

However, ever since Wang Lin reached Core Formation, he had already been forced to rapidly form Hand Seals under high pressure when deploying Restrictions. Furthermore, for some Restrictions, the opportunity to set them up or break them only lasted for an instant. It required a massive number of Restriction Hand Seals to be deployed in that split second for success to be possible.

Therefore, the first hurdle for others, while still difficult for Wang Lin, was not insurmountable! What truly shocked Wang Lin was the content revealed in the Old Vermilion Bird's words and the origin of the Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella!

"It seems the ancient Immortal Venerable, who was the Ancient Immortal Emperor back then, learned this art secretly, and it is incomplete…" Wang Lin took a deep breath, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.

Although this sentence contained the word "seems," implying infinite variables, if it were true, the meaning conveyed would be far too shocking.

"This art… who exactly created it? Where did that Ancient Immortal Emperor secretly learn it? If this is true, an incomplete Divine Ability learned secretly is enough to destroy the world. If this art were complete…" Wang Lin silently raised his head, looking at the sky. Faintly, he felt extremely small, just as he did when he was still a Mortal.

"What does my current cultivation count for? How vast is this sky? What lies beyond this sky?" After a long moment, Wang Lin let out a long breath, a flash of rising ambition appearing in his eyes.

The more one knows, the smaller one feels, but Wang Lin did not become disheartened because of this. Instead, it ignited the unwillingness to submit inherent in his character, just like the words he had previously said to the First Generation Vermilion Bird!

I can too!

I, Wang Lin, can too!

Why can't I, Wang Lin?!

In the myriad things of heaven and earth, some are Mortal, some are Immortal. Some are below others, and some are above others. Heaven creates all things, and everything is different. There is great unfairness in this world, but equally, there is great fairness!

"Since someone can create such a Divine Ability, since someone can Cultivate to such an unimaginable level, I, Wang Lin, can do it too! My Natural Talent might be lacking, but it cannot become a stumbling block to stop my progress!

Today, I learn this Art of Burning Realms Divine Ability, created by others, secretly learned and passed down by the Immortal Emperor. In the future… I want others to learn my art, the art of Wang Lin!" Wang Lin's expression showed determination. He didn't let out a long cry or shout; he only whispered silently in his heart, as if Engraving the Will!

Perhaps, this was his Engraving the Will!

Closing his eyes, Wang Lin immersed his entire mind into the Jade Slip in his hand, deeply engraving the boundless Hand Seals into his mind, and also retaining the mark of Opening the Umbrella!

The Jade Slip shattered into a pile of dust in his hand with a bang and dispersed. Carried by the wind, the flying ash drifted toward the horizon, seemingly representing Wang Lin's Engraving the Will, flying further and further away… I, Er Gen, in this Fiery April, refuse to be a supporting character. I refuse to watch others fight. If others can do it, I can do it too! Wang Lin's Engraving the Will is also Er Gen's Engraving the Will!! I am asking for monthly votes!!!!!! Let's fight back into the top three!