Chapter 1485: Dominating the Inner Realm, Battle Concludes! (Third Update)

Under Wang Lin's low roar, the power of a single strike, like the creation of heaven and earth, roared past. The Heaven-Opening Axe, having detached from Wang Lin's right hand, instantly swelled thousands of times, almost filling the starry sky. As it slashed down, a massive Rift appeared out of thin air!

This roaring Rift rushed out of the Sealed Realm Grand Formation's opening, speeding forward. The two Third Step Grand Cultivators showed expressions of terror. In this critical moment, they no longer resisted but rapidly dodged to both sides.

However, their speed was still somewhat slow under the giant axe. Just as they were about to dodge, the Heaven-Opening Axe roared past, and blood permeated the air. Both Third Step Grand Cultivators simultaneously spat out blood mist, their single arms directly severed from their bodies the moment the Heaven-Opening Axe slashed past them.

Their faces pale, they were horrified and dared not fight again. They retreated rapidly, fleeing in terror.

Although they were severely wounded and escaped, the third wave of Cultivator army had no strength to dodge. As the Heaven-Opening Giant Axe advanced, a large number of deaths suddenly occurred!

There were no screams, only collapse and disintegration. In the army of tens of thousands of Cultivators, a huge gap of about a thousand zhang suddenly appeared after the Heaven-Opening Axe passed!

This thousand-zhang gap was empty, with only a bloody aura drifting. Looking from afar, the Heaven-Opening Axe penetrated the Cultivator army and continued straight towards the Primordial Stars, only slowly dissipating after advancing about a million zhang.

The Outer Realm was silent. The third wave of Outer Realm Cultivators stared blankly at the Rift carved open by the massive Heaven-Opening Axe, their minds trembling involuntarily.

In the Inner Realm, all the invading Cultivators who were watching this battle showed despair in their eyes!

"Those who enter the Inner Realm shall die!" Wang Lin clenched his right fist, looked up coldly at the Primordial Stars outside the Sealed Realm Grand Formation, his voice like a cold wind blowing.

Just then, a wailing sound, like a horn, rapidly emanated from within the Primordial Stars, spreading through the Rift of the Sealed Realm Grand Formation into the Inner Realm.

As this horn sounded, the third wave of Cultivators outside the Sealed Realm Formation seemed to awaken from their previous horror. They looked up with complex expressions at Wang Lin, who stood in the Formation's opening. They remembered Wang Lin's appearance, engraving it deeply in their hearts!

After a glance, this third wave of Cultivators silently retreated, no longer rushing towards the Sealed Formation, but moving far away towards the Primordial Stars behind them!

The wailing horn sound entered the Inner Realm, reaching the ears of the tens of thousands of Primordial Stars Cultivators. In their silence, their retreat speed quickened, heading straight for the Sealed Formation Rift. They, carrying the profound memories left by the Inner Realm Cultivators, carrying the indelible shadow of Wang Lin, rapidly retreated!

However, Wang Lin stood within the opening of the Sealed Realm Grand Formation. Besides blocking the third wave of Outer Realm Cultivators from entering, he also indirectly blocked the only path for these Primordial Stars Cultivators, who had already entered the Inner Realm, to leave!

"You killed tens of thousands of Cultivators in my Inner Realm's Cloud Sea. How can you come and go as you please!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, not yielding an inch!

Luotian Cultivators, Zhaohe Cultivators, and the several thousand Cloud Sea Cultivators, along with the roaring Poison Sea and tens of thousands of Mosquito Beasts, rushed from all directions towards these Outer Realm Cultivators who wished to retreat!

Amidst continuous roars, the Outer Realm Cultivators suffered even more casualties. In their despair, these Outer Realm Cultivators erupted into a desperate frenzy. They charged recklessly towards the opening of the Sealed Formation where Wang Lin was, wanting to break out and return to the Primordial Stars!

Tens of thousands of Cultivators charged simultaneously, with the Inner Realm Cultivators in hot pursuit behind them. All Cultivators, at this moment, were heading towards Wang Lin's location!

Ethereal Fire burned. All Outer Realm Cultivators who approached within a thousand zhang of Wang Lin had flames ignite within their bodies. As they charged, the repair of Nan Yunzi's Formation had already passed its slowest phase and was nearing its end.

The opening of the Sealed Realm Grand Formation was slowly closing, gradually contracting with a slightly faster蠕动. This made the Primordial Stars Cultivators even more frantic.

As they continuously approached, amidst Wang Lin's Ethereal Fire, scorching heat surged. No Cultivator could approach within five hundred zhang of Wang Lin in this Ethereal Fire.

He stood there, like a Gate of Sealing Heaven, insurmountable by anyone!

The Cold-Clad Child and Immortal Consort, along with the remaining few Outer Realm Grand Cultivators, were anxious, but they were blocked by Hong Shanzi and others from the Inner Realm, making them unable to interfere for a while!

The tragic extent of this battle was something Wang Lin had never seen in his life. Too many Cultivators died in this battle; even with Wang Lin's life of slaughter, at this moment, a sense of desolation filled his heart.

In silence, he raised his right hand and waved it before him. More than ten Ancient Breath Leaves materialized and rushed towards the approaching Outer Realm Cultivators. These more than ten Ancient Breath Leaves formed more than ten layers of Seals, turning into an unbreakable barrier that enveloped the tens of thousands of Outer Realm Cultivators, preventing them from breaking out!

The Luotian Cultivators, Zhaohe female Cultivators, and the several thousand Cloud Sea Cultivators had already gone mad with killing. Their casualties were also heavy. In this slaughter, if not for the existence of the Poison Sea and Mosquito Beasts, they would have faced even greater difficulties.

"I want all of you Primordial Cultivators who entered the Inner Realm… to die! Not a single one shall remain!" Wang Lin's words revealed a determination. After the Ancient Breath Leaves, he raised his right hand, and with Hand Seals, endless Restrictions rapidly materialized.

The sealed Outer Realm Cultivators, under the continuous slaughter, revealed deep despair in their eyes. If they had known that this matter would turn out this way, they would never, ever have dared to step into the Inner Realm!

Just as Wang Lin's right-hand Restriction appeared, but before it was fully formed, a sigh, faint and distant, echoed from within the Primordial Stars. Along with the sigh, a sudden burst of blue starlight erupted outside the Sealed Formation!

From within the blue light, one person slowly emerged.

Wang Lin was familiar with this sigh. The moment he heard this voice, his heart sank. He turned his head, and as the Sealed Formation's opening rapidly healed, he saw the middle-aged man emerging from the blue light within the Primordial Stars, outside the Formation.

"Let them return," the middle-aged man said slowly, looking at Wang Lin.

"Daoist Blue Dream!" Nan Yunzi, who was repairing the Formation, his pupils suddenly contracted. Daoist Blue Dream's cultivation had already reached the Peak of the empty profound realm. He, Nan Yunzi, was no match!

The terrifying extent of a Great Perfection expert at the Peak of the empty profound realm was indescribable! Among the Five Venerables of the Primordial, even Demon Venerable Nine Heavens and Daoist Miaoyin could not compare to Blue Dream. There was always that one line of difference in their cultivation, and this one line of difference was like a chasm!

No one could make the Venerable Master change plans or decisions. Miaoyin couldn't, Nine Heavens couldn't, but Blue Dream could!

Hong Shanzi, who was fighting the Cold-Clad Child, also showed a solemn expression at this moment. The name Daoist Blue Dream was simply too great!

Wang Lin's right hand paused slightly. He silently watched the middle-aged man, the sounds of battle still echoing in his ears. After a long while, he shook his head.

"I don't want to attack you. For the kindness I showed you before, let them return. This first battle, consider my Primordial Stars defeated. Don't make things difficult for me…" The middle-aged man's expression remained calm, his voice not loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure.

The sounds of battle slowly faded at this moment. Except for the Divine Abilities of Hong Shanzi and others still clashing, the gaze of most Cultivators converged on Wang Lin, as if awaiting his answer.

With the merits of this battle, Wang Lin had completely instilled reverence for his identity as Venerable Master in the Inner Realm Cultivators. Although his cultivation was not as profound as Hong Shanzi and others, in the eyes of these Inner Realm Cultivators, he was worthy of being called a Venerable Master, the Venerable of the Sealed Realm!

Wang Lin was silent, looking at the middle-aged man. After a moment, he bowed deeply to him. As he looked up, a resolute expression appeared in his eyes. He raised his right hand and waved it. A million Restrictions roared into form, and at this instant, in the Inner Realm's starry sky, those million Restrictions condensed into a giant umbrella frame!

With the appearance of the umbrella frame, the umbrella cloth simultaneously spread, and faintly, a Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella suddenly appeared!

Daoist Blue Dream looked deeply at Wang Lin, sighing lightly as he shook his head.

"For my daughter, I taught you Divine Ability Daoist Magic when you first came to the Primordial Stars, allowing you to avoid the Immortal Consort's prying. This was the first time!

Venerable Master fishing for the moon in a well, this was the second time!

Today, is the third time!

However, Wang Lin, you must remember, there will be no fourth time. The fourth time, I will make a move…" Daoist Blue Dream withdrew his gaze, turned around, ignoring everything, and with a flash of blue light, slowly disappeared!

The moment he disappeared, the Burning Heaven Ancient Umbrella in the Inner Realm completely materialized. Even before the umbrella opened, a raging world-destroying fire surged out, falling into the starry sky, seemingly eternal and inextinguishable!

Looking in the direction Daoist Blue Dream departed, a faint, ethereal female figure vaguely appeared before Wang Lin's eyes. The woman was shaking her head and smiling at him, and words from several hundred years ago subtly resonated in his mind.

"To forget each other in the Jianghu…"

The continuous loss of vitality faintly dispersed the illusory female figure in Wang Lin's eyes. It was as if the woman's figure, along with Daoist Blue Dream's words, along with the vitality within him, all surged out and entered the Burning Heaven Ancient Umbrella that was about to open, transforming into a force supporting its activation!

Amidst the roar, the Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella, materialized in the starry sky, slowly opened, revealing one-tenth… A world-destroying fire roared out, spilling into the starry sky, turning into a vast sea of flames. In that sea of flames, countless Cultivators struggled, their distorted faces seemingly trying to burrow into Wang Lin's eyes.

This first battle of the Outer Realm invasion, at a heavy cost to both sides, seemed to be drawing to a close with the unleashing of the Burning Heaven Ancient Umbrella. But just then, a killing intent that shook Wang Lin's mind suddenly shot out from within the Primordial Stars, locking onto Wang Lin's glabella.

Wang Lin's gaze sharpened. He turned to look at the Sealed Formation opening, which had already healed to less than a hundred zhang!

He saw a person, a white-robed man. In his hand, he held a bow, now drawn, pointing distantly at Wang Lin!

"Venerable Master's Head Disciple, Thumb, Feng Yi!"

Wang Lin had seen this bow before!

My flight is tomorrow morning, I should be home around noon. I promised 80 updates this month, and I will not deliver less!

I'm very grateful to all the Fellow Daoists I met on this trip, especially at the main alliance, thank you.