Chapter 1421: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Living Ancient Demon

The Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella possessed peerless might. Although only opened to twenty percent, its World-Destroying Fire was a force that nothing in heaven or earth could resist or block. At this moment, the sea of fire poured out from beneath the umbrella, rapidly pushing outwards in all directions, turning into an immense destructive impact!

The surrounding mist, permeated by the sea of fire, instantly ignited. The burning mist rolled backward, forming an even fiercer storm, accompanied by earth-shattering rumbles.

The figure of Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable suddenly appeared within the mist. His expression was slightly solemn. Faced with the impact of the World-Destroying Fire sea, even he—though his True Form would fare better—had to temporarily avoid the brunt of the fire, especially since this Clone's cultivation was suppressed.

His figure abruptly retreated backward.

As for the woman in white, her expression changed multiple times in an instant. Not knowing what she was thinking, she lowered her head and likewise retreated.

As both retreated, Wang Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Using the momentum from the opening of the World-Destroying Umbrella, he sped forward, instantly rushing a great distance, passing through the Seventh Map and entering the Eighth Map!

But just as he was about to step in, Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable looked into the distance, seemingly able to penetrate all of the Void Realm and clearly see Wang Lin. He raised his right hand to touch his glabella and muttered, “As long as I can see you, that is enough… as long as your figure has appeared in my sight, that is enough… no matter how far you are from my True Form, even if an insurmountable and indestructible Boundary Mountain separates us, my True Form can still kill you!”

“Separating Mountain Finger Immortal!” The right hand that Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable had placed on his glabella suddenly lifted and fiercely pointed forward!

The instant that finger pointed, Wang Lin's figure materialized within the pupils of Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable's eyes, maintaining the posture he had when deploying the Ancient Umbrella. As the Demonic Venerable pointed, the image of Wang Lin in his eyes immediately distorted, as if a strange power rushed in, attempting to tear the figure apart.

But just as Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable was executing this Grand Daoist Magic, which was famous throughout the Primordial Stars and second only to 'Scooping the Moon from the Well,' the woman in white not far from him suddenly looked up, a hint of decisiveness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Her jade hand slapped the Void Realm, and she softly chanted, “Three Paths of the Heaven Gate, Sun, Moon, and Star Three Gates, open the Star Gate!” As the words left her mouth, the woman performed Hand Seals with her right hand and flung it out. With a roar, countless starlight suddenly appeared right in front of Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable!

The crisscrossing starlight abruptly formed a massive gate. This gate seemed to touch the heavens, and its appearance was remarkably similar to the Third Step's Gate of Emptiness, though clearly its substance was entirely different.

The moment the Star Gate appeared coincided exactly with the instant Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable pointed his finger. The power of the two Daoist Magic collided in that fleeting moment.

Without a sound, without causing the slightest ripple, the Star Gate trembled, gradually collapsed back into starlight, and vanished within the Ancient Tomb. At the same time, Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable spat out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned pale, and after retreating hundreds of feet, he suddenly looked up, staring intently at the woman in white.

“Immortal Consort, why did you obstruct my True Form!”

The woman in white also looked slightly pale and retreated a hundred feet, but her expression was calm as water. She slowly said, “Do I need to explain my actions to you? What are you to This Consort!”

Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable stared at the woman in white for a long time. His expression gradually calmed down, showing no trace of anger. Instead, a smile spread across his lips. Shaking his head, he turned and rushed into the distance, actually bypassing her and chasing toward the Eighth Map.

The woman in white frowned, withdrew her gaze, looked toward where Wang Lin had vanished, sighed softly, and continued forward.

The moment Wang Lin stepped into the Eighth Map, he immediately felt a chill flash across his body, and an extremely intense sense of danger instantly enveloped his mind. Without hesitation, he quickly pointed his right hand at his glabella. Immediately, the Heavenly Emperor Furnace materialized around his body, wrapping him as he blasted into the Eighth Map.

Upon entering this area, the danger abruptly vanished. Wang Lin turned and focused his gaze behind him. Without any hesitation, he controlled the Grave Platform and headed straight for the depths.

Not long after he left, Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable chased him inside. To him, this Eighth Map was very unfamiliar. After a brief contemplation, Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable relied on his vague intuition and continued the pursuit.

At the same time, the Charming Woman, one of the Eight Consorts, stood on her Grave Platform, entering the Eighth Map from the Ninth Map.

Among everyone in the Ancient Tomb, no one was more familiar with the Eighth Map than Wang Lin. As he traveled, Wang Lin moved extremely fast. Within this Eighth Map, there were three Sealed locations. Interestingly, the markings for these three Sealed locations on the map were all Ancient Characters.

God, Fey, and Demon!

If it were any other time, Wang Lin would definitely choose the Sealed location marked as Ancient God, but right now, he headed straight for the Ancient Fey Sealed Location without hesitation.

With a precise target, Wang Lin wasted no time or effort on the route. An hour later, he gradually approached the Ancient Fey Sealed Location.

At this moment, Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable and the others were slowly approaching based on their intuition. Wang Lin estimated he only had about half an hour. After half an hour, they would find and pursue him.

“Half an hour, time is tight…” Wang Lin's eyes flashed. While speeding, he saw a massive Vortex ahead of him. This Vortex was tens of thousands of feet wide, and a faint rumbling sound emanated from within. A dense Demonic Qi permeated the area; even before approaching, this Demonic Qi was enough to make one's mind tremble.

Moreover, upon getting closer, Wang Lin clearly sensed that within this Demonic Qi, a powerful life force was spreading!

“A living Ancient Fey!” Wang Lin gasped. He stared at the Vortex. In the deepest part of the Vortex, there was a mass of Chaos Qi swirl, within which a figure seemed to be sitting cross-legged. Outside the Qi swirl was a Seal. It was the presence of this Seal that prevented the Ancient Fey from emerging, making it seem as if it were sleeping.

The Demonic Qi here was extremely dense, especially the contained life force, which allowed Wang Lin to clearly judge that this Ancient Fey was not only alive but also extremely powerful. Even if it wasn't a Nine-Star Ancient Fey, it was definitely an Eight-Star!

Wang Lin frowned, but quickly smoothed it out, a grim smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. He cautiously leaped off the Grave Platform, put it away, and stepped into the Vortex.

As soon as he entered the Vortex, bursts of furious whistling sounds immediately rushed into his ears. The Demonic Qi within the Vortex was like tough strips of silk, intertwining around Wang Lin, seemingly trying to tear his Physical Body apart.

Having only advanced a hundred feet, Wang Lin found it difficult to proceed further. This distance of a hundred feet was less than one-hundredth of the way to the center of the Vortex.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. The Ancient God Star Point at his glabella suddenly materialized and spun rapidly, integrating the Ancient God Power into his entire body. He let out a low roar and grit his teeth, stepping forward a few more paces, each step covering hundreds of feet.

In the blink of an eye, he had penetrated a thousand feet into the Vortex. This was nearly his limit, though he still had some strength to continue for a short distance. However, Wang Lin did not do so. Instead, he sat cross-legged within the Vortex. After a brief adjustment of his breathing, he performed Hand Seals with his right hand, and the Demonic Soul Bottle abruptly appeared.

While extracting the Demonic Soul from within and channeling his own Ancient God Power, Wang Lin grabbed forward with his left hand, and amidst a roar, he seized some of the Ancient Fey Qi whistling past him. The three elements quickly underwent Fusion.

That strange power reappeared and was quickly pressed onto Wang Lin's glabella. As the rune flashed into existence, Wang Lin immediately wiped it off and stored it. His speed grew faster and faster, repeating this action without pause.

Gradually, the Ancient Fey Qi within the Vortex was drawn away by Wang Lin thread by thread, and the Ancient Demon Souls inside the Demonic Soul Bottle slowly diminished. Runes appeared one after another, growing in number.

Time flowed by; more than half of the half-hour had already passed.

The Numeric Runes Wang Lin created, fueled by the abundant Ancient Fey Qi, had already reached several thousand.

His hands moved faster and faster, almost turning into afterimages: drawing Ancient Fey Qi, taking and crushing the Demonic Soul, and fusing the Ancient God Power. Wang Lin was extremely proficient in this series of actions.

“Faster!!” Although his speed in creating runes was already very fast, the number of runes required to form a Ninth-Tier Grave Platform was still far off. Moreover, Wang Lin sensed four auras rapidly approaching from the distance. They seemed to have locked onto his position, and their speed was increasing.

Before long, a roaring sound of tearing through the Void Realm came from the distance. A Grave Platform, seven thousand feet in size, suddenly appeared. Standing on the Grave Platform was a graceful Pink-robed Woman. Her features held a charming allure, and before she even arrived, a delicate laugh drifted over.

Her laughter sounded like a moan, carrying an indescribable charm. When it reached Wang Lin's ears, it caused his mind to tremble. Scenes of the beautiful past with Liu Mei in the Vermilion Bird Tomb faintly materialized in his mind.

The sudden tremor in his mind while crafting the runes instantly turned Wang Lin's face pale. His eyes revealed a coldness as he stared chillingly at the rapidly approaching Grave Platform and the woman upon it. Relying on the firm will he developed over two thousand years of cultivation, and the pain stemming from the consequences of the Vermilion Bird Tomb incident, he forcefully suppressed this trace of inexplicable emotion, and his eyes grew increasingly sinister.

The moment the woman arrived, Wang Lin stood up and took a step backward. His speed suddenly increased, heading straight for the depths of the Vortex. Amidst the whistling of the Vortex, he advanced another hundred feet, sat cross-legged, ignored the woman outside the Vortex, closed his eyes, and continued crafting runes.

“So it's you, little fellow. It's a pity Big Sister already has Tuo Sen. Otherwise, I really wouldn't bear to hurt you.” The Pink-robed Woman covered her mouth and chuckled delicately, but a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She also subtly glanced at the Ancient Fey Qi swirl seemingly existing deep within the Vortex, a look of solemnity in her gaze.

Her laughter seemed ordinary, but it actually contained her Daoist Magic. Yet, Wang Lin only experienced brief confusion before immediately regaining clarity, which gave her strange ideas.

“Could it be that this little fellow has never been near a woman in his life?” A light flashed in the woman's eyes. She ran her tongue across her lips, her laughter becoming even more flirtatious, and with a sway of her body, she stepped directly into the Vortex and sped toward Wang Lin.

At the same time, in the distant Void Realm, Nine Heavens Demonic Venerable put away his Grave Platform and strode over. His expression was gloomy, and his speed was extremely fast. In an instant, he approached the Vortex and stepped inside.

I have to go to the hospital to care for an elder. The second chapter will be slightly later, but it won't be too late, nor will it be canceled.