Chapter 1405: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Bestowing the Name Gu Nuzi

The Spirit Movement Venerable, who was lying there, suddenly opened his eyes. A fierce glint flashed in his expression. He sat up cross-legged, his gaze sinister, staring ahead as if he could penetrate the Heavenly Emperor Furnace and see Wang Lin cultivating and refining outside. However, at this moment, he looked as if his oil had run out and his lamp was dim, his face pale.

"To make this old man fall into such a sorry state, you are certainly not nameless. Who exactly are you!" A hoarse voice came from Spirit Movement's mouth, revealing an overwhelming hatred.

Wang Lin's expression was calm. His answer was the rush of Ancient God Power. The refining power within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace urgently circulated, and amidst the turbidity, waves of mournful cries echoed within the furnace.

"To try and refine this old man, absolutely impossible! Even though this old man fell for your trick and was ambushed, how can the firm Dao Heart cultivated over tens of thousands of years be refined by you!" The Spirit Movement Venerable sneered. Seeing that Wang Lin did not speak, he simply closed his eyes and began to heal his injuries.

He was certain that the opponent would absolutely not be able to refine him in a short time. As soon as his cultivation recovered slightly, he would break open this strange furnace and rush out in one go!

Refining a Three-Step Grand Accomplishment expert was indeed something Wang Lin could not do with his cultivation. Even with the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, it would take a large amount of time to have a chance of success, and clearly, within this Ancient Tomb, Wang Lin did not have that time.

"Can't refine it…?" A hint of mockery flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He increased the integration of Ancient God Power, causing more and more souls to appear within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, almost forming a turbulent storm that surrounded the meditating Spirit Movement Venerable. The soul storm roared, transforming into a gigantic phantom. This phantom was an Ancient God!

This Ancient God looked extremely bizarre. Its entire body was crimson, and it held a huge axe in its hand. As soon as it materialized, it suddenly raised its axe and chopped down towards Spirit Movement with a resounding crash.

"Heavenly Emperor Royal Furnace, Ten Axes Refine Slave!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and ancient god chants emerged from his mouth, transforming into illusory marks that suddenly landed on the Heavenly Emperor Furnace.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, a heaven-shaking roar erupted. The crimson Ancient God phantom, with the axe in its right hand, rapidly descended, directly penetrating the storm and heading straight for the Spirit Movement Venerable's heavenly spirit.

"I'd like to see how you'll refine me!" The Spirit Movement Venerable's expression changed. His eyes suddenly opened, and he stared fixedly at the axe. With a low roar, he formed Hand Seals, and immediately behind him, a gigantic statue materialized. That statue was precisely the Demon God he had summoned earlier.

With a crash, the axe descended, but a sudden roar erupted as it collided with the ghostly light emitted by the statue. With a loud bang, the axe dissipated, and the statue trembled before collapsing with a 'thump'.

The Spirit Movement Venerable spat out fresh blood. As soon as the blood appeared, it immediately transformed into a statue again, enveloping his body.

Wang Lin's face was slightly pale, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and pointed forward. Immediately, within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, the Ancient God's right hand once again manifested an axe, chopping down with the second axe!

Before this second axe could even land, behind this Ancient God, souls condensed, and amidst a raging storm, another Ancient God materialized. This second Ancient God also held an axe in its right hand, and as soon as it appeared, it suddenly raised it and chopped down fiercely!

It didn't end there. Behind it, souls frantically condensed, and the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth Ancient Gods materialized one after another!

Eight Ancient Gods, eight heaven-shaking axes, instantly seemed to merge into one, or perhaps transformed into a series of afterimages, heading straight for the Spirit Movement Venerable!

"Refine him for me!!" Wang Lin roared, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, violent sounds echoed endlessly within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace. The statue outside the Spirit Movement Venerable's body was immediately struck by the first axe. It vibrated with a roar but did not dissipate, instead enduring it forcefully.

The second axe descended swiftly.

The third, fourth… until the eighth axe, as if unified, unleashed an overwhelming impact. The statue finally couldn't bear it and shattered with a bang. The residual power of the axes directly passed through the broken statue, heading straight for Spirit Movement.

It struck his heavenly spirit with unimaginable speed, penetrating through without any pause and landing on the ground.

The entire Heavenly Emperor Furnace violently shook, and the Spirit Movement Venerable spat out fresh blood, his eyes showing a brief moment of confusion.

Wang Lin was waiting for this fleeting moment of confusion. The instant Spirit Movement Venerable's confusion appeared, Wang Lin's eyes revealed a strange glow. He formed Hand Seals and fiercely pointed at his glabella, muttering, "Daoist Magic… Dream Dao!"

Inside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, the Spirit Movement Venerable's body suddenly trembled, and an even stronger confusion appeared in his eyes. Faintly, his eyes seemed to flash rapidly with the memories of his entire life.

"Your talent is good. I can guide you into the Spirit Movement Clan to cultivate the Dao. If you can achieve something, it will be your good fortune! Remember my name, my name is Wang Lin!" A vaguely defined young man looked at the kneeling boy in front of him and slowly spoke.

"Junior will remember it, never to forget!" The boy's face showed determination, and his eyes were filled with deep gratitude.

"Although you are not a member of my Spirit Movement Clan, you are loyal to my clan, and your talent is exceptional. Therefore, this old man will dig out his Clan Seal and give it to you. I hope you… take care of yourself!" An old man dressed in black, with a pale face and a bloody mess on his chest, was clearly severely injured, with even his Primordial Spirit collapsing, on the verge of death.

In front of him knelt a middle-aged man, and this man was precisely Spirit Movement.

"My true name is not as you know it, but rather… Wang Lin!"

"Wang Lin…" The man was stunned. The name Wang Lin was not unfamiliar to him.

In the Primordial Stars starry sky, an old man was fleeing rapidly. His face was pale, and blood constantly spurted from his mouth. Behind him, three people were chasing him relentlessly.

"Could it be that this old man, Spirit Movement, is going to die here today?!" Despair appeared in the old man's eyes.

The three people chasing him were now approaching with a roar. Their Divine Abilities transformed into three ferocious Dragons, roaring and devouring. Seeing that they were about to reach the old man, he gave a tragic laugh, already deciding to self-destruct and take them with him.

Just then, a soft light appeared in the starry sky, and an illusory giant hand suddenly materialized. With a wave towards the three people, they immediately spat out blood and retreated in horror.

"The one who saved you is Wang Lin!"

The old man had narrowly escaped death, but the moment he heard this name, his expression revealed fear and deep confusion.

"It's… Wang Lin again…"

Countless years passed. Within the Spirit Movement Clan, a white-haired old man's entire body was decaying. The putrid smell spread far and wide; he was on the verge of death.

"The fifth heavenly decay… the fifth decay… Must my cultivation in this life, Spirit Movement, truly stop here!" The old man gave a tragic laugh, a final mouthful of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth before he closed his eyes.

But the instant his eyes closed, he seemed to enter a strange world. It was blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly, except for a figure in front of him, with its back to him, clearly visible.

"Become my slave, and I shall allow you to achieve the Dao!" A cold voice slowly drifted over.

"Who are you!" The old man's eyes narrowed.

"Wang Lin!" The figure turned, its gaze like lightning, looking at the old man. Its appearance was precisely Wang Lin!

The old man's expression changed drastically. Normally, with his composure, he wouldn't react like this, but the name Wang Lin had accompanied him almost his entire life, from entering the Spirit Movement Clan in his youth, to his esteemed master bestowing the Clan Seal and revealing his true name, Wang Lin.

All the way until several life-and-death crises, there would always be someone claiming to be Wang Lin who saved him. All of this had almost become the dream of his life!

"If you agree, from now on you are no longer Spirit Movement; I bestow upon you the name — Gu Nuzi!"

The moment these words were spoken, this blurry world collapsed with a roar, transforming into countless swirling fragments, and tearing open all of Spirit Movement's memories, causing him to tremble violently within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace as he regained consciousness.

However, despite being awake, a sense of confusion still lingered.

The instant he awoke, within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, the eight Ancient God figures that had materialized overlapped each other, and suddenly merged into a ninth Ancient God!

This Ancient God raised its axe and struck down at Spirit Movement below with the tenth axe!

The axe's roar shook the heavens, thundering down. In an instant, it approached within a few feet of Spirit Movement's body. Spirit Movement, in his daze, looked up, his eyes flickering with desperate struggle, instinctively about to resist.

But just then, a cold voice echoed within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace.

"Are you Spirit Movement, or Gu Nuzi…?"

The Spirit Movement Venerable's entire body trembled violently, and boundless horror appeared in his eyes. He roared to the sky, "Who exactly are you!!"

"I am Wang Lin!" Wang Lin, outside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, spoke slowly, his expression filled with fatigue.

His voice entered the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, transforming into countless thundering sounds in the Spirit Movement Venerable's mind, leaving him stunned there, with only the words Wang Lin echoing in his ears!

The axe light flashed, and the tenth axe slammed down onto Spirit Movement's head, forming a circular mark on his glabella… His eyes lost all their luster, and he fell backward, swept away by a soul storm, his whereabouts unknown.

Outside the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, Wang Lin's fatigue deepened, but his eyes were filled with joy. He took a deep breath. Using the Heavenly Emperor Furnace, his Dream Daoist Magic successfully disrupted Spirit Movement's Dao Heart, leaving his own brand!

However, it still required a period of nurturing and refining, combined with numerous Restrictions, before the opponent could truly be used by him.

"It's a pity there are still many drawbacks… but time is limited, so this is all I can do." Wang Lin's eyes flashed. With a flick of his large sleeve, the Heavenly Emperor Furnace seemed to change the heavens, becoming turbulent, but this turbidity quickly dissipated, revealing the Dao Spirit, which Wang Lin had separately sealed, as if in another world!

This Dao Spirit, resembling a Qilin, was constantly roaring, its entire body enveloped in flames. Its internal injuries were healing at an incredibly terrifying speed.

Looking at it, it seemed that it wouldn't take too long for it to fully recover!

Wang Lin didn't know what a Dao Spirit was; in fact, this was the first time he had ever seen such a thing. Now, sensing that this object had such astonishing healing speed, Wang Lin's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

"I want to see what this Dao Spirit is!" Wang Lin formed Hand Seals and waved forward. With a roar, a gigantic stone gate suddenly appeared in front of the Dao Spirit within the Heavenly Emperor Furnace!

This stone gate was precisely the Heaven-Reaching Gate of Eternal Vicissitudes that Wang Lin had comprehended from Flowing Moon in the Wind Immortal Realm!

"Flowing Moon… Reversing Time!"

As Flowing Moon unfolded, time flowed backward. Wang Lin's gaze passed through the gigantic stone gate, clearly seeing the Dao Spirit within, as if layers of mysterious veils were being peeled away through the years.

A moment later, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed drastically. He abruptly stood up, instinctively retreating a few steps.

"This… this is… impossible…"

I'm going crazy, fiercely scratching my scalp, constantly banging my forehead. I've had a whole day, but I just can't write it. I have the plot, but I just can't organize the words. I write, delete, delete, write. Today, I'm really not in the state, not in the state, not in the state!!

I owe one chapter. Please forgive me, Fellow Daoists. I will make it up as soon as possible.