Chapter 1520: Dominating the Inner Realm, Thirteen (Third Update)

Hongshanzi's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He took a deep breath, and a series of thumping sounds came from within his body. A red mist emanated from his pores, forming a blood-red robe on his person.

He looked at Wang Lin and bowed to him.

"Many thanks, Honored Sealer!" He looked up, turned, and stared intently at the Palace Lord of the Heavenly Punishment Palace, a glint of wisdom in his eyes.

"Qin Jiuyan, even if you burn your cultivation, you won't escape today. You won't die; this Old Man will refine you into a blood avatar, becoming a great aid to our Inner Realm!" As he spoke, Hongshanzi flickered forward, transforming into a red shadow that shot straight ahead.

The black-robed Old Man's face was pale. Although he was a powerful being, he was still a Cultivator. Facing four people at this moment, he was powerless to fight. The instant Hongshanzi approached, the black-robed Old Man retreated rapidly.

But behind him, Long Panzi calmly raised his right hand, and the Mountain River Diagram boomed, stirring up the surroundings.

Qing Shui's expression was cold. He raised his right hand and pointed at the black-robed Old Man. Immediately, the five Rifts spreading across the Old Man's face tore open again! The Yin Moon Clear Sky Spell, like marrow penetrating bone, continuously erupted with terrifying power through its special method.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual. The moment the three made their moves, he raised his right hand, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. A stream of golden light surged into his right fingertip, pointing remotely at the black-robed Old Man.

"Fixate!"

This was a battle without suspense. The Seven-Colored Realm collapsed, and Qin Jiuyan, the Palace Lord of the Heavenly Punishment Palace, ultimately fell, being restrained and taken away by Hongshanzi.

Long Panzi's burning Soul, with Hongshanzi's help, finally showed signs of extinguishing. He left silently with his Disciple Chong Xuan, carrying his injuries, awaiting the next great battle between the Inner Realm and Outer Realm.

Hongshanzi invited Wang Lin to the Cloud Sea Battle Stage, where, in the name of the Honored Sealer, he would become the Soul of the remaining war, leading the Cultivators of the Inner Realm in the final counterattack.

Wang Lin did not go. He had obtained three Dao Fruits, and his most important task now was to achieve Major Achievement in the three Origins and break open the Empty Gate to attain the Dao before the repulsive force within his body fully erupted!

Qing Shui left, his cyan robe fluttering in the starry sky, carrying his sorrow and loneliness, departing silently. He was going to search for his daughter, perhaps he would find her, perhaps he would never find her in his lifetime.

But no matter what, with just a word from Wang Lin, he would return, even if he was at the ends of the earth. Between him and Wang Lin, not many words were needed; Qing Shui would not forget all the experiences they shared.

In this starry sky, for Qing Shui, only two people remained for him to care about, and one of them was his Junior Brother Wang Lin.

Hongshanzi's escape brought a surge of morale to the Cultivators of the Inner Realm, and the subjugation of Zhaohao made the remaining Cultivators of the Inner Realm seem to see hope!

The death of Grandmaster Tianzhao, the addition of Long Panzi, the capture of the Heavenly Punishment Palace Lord, and all other events rekindled the confidence of the Inner Realm Cultivators.

The current Inner Realm no longer had the Seven-Colored Realm, and there were no more flaws. Especially after decades of great war, every Cultivator had more or less developed a hot-blooded spirit of facing death as if going home. They had to fight on; once they failed, only death awaited them.

Especially when Hongshanzi announced the reappearance of the Honored Sealer! This sentence made the Cultivators of the Inner Realm raise their lowered heads, and the flames of war in their eyes grew even more intense.

In the Kunxu Star Domain, at the junction with Yunhai, Zhaohao, and Luotian, there was a Cultivation Planet that had slowly developed into a massive trading market during the war.

Many such Cultivation Planets appeared, especially at the intertwined borders of the four Star Domains. Cultivators from the four Star Domains traded their needed resources on these Cultivation Planets.

This caused the four Star Domains to slowly merge together.

At this moment, on this Cultivation Planet named Kunxu Yiling, the market was bustling with Cultivators from various Star Domains, a continuous stream of people, as noisy as a surging tide, very lively.

Among these Cultivators, the female Cultivators of Zhaohao were the most famous. Although Zhaohao had fallen and suffered many deaths, many female Cultivators of Zhaohao had broken through the encirclement during that counterattack.

Although Zhaohao had just been recovered, with a large number of Zhaohao female Cultivators returning to their homeland from other Star Domains, Zhaohao slowly rekindled a sense of recovery.

With the most female Cultivators from Zhaohao, their beautiful faces and the fragrant scent of young women emanating from their bodies often caused single Cultivators from the other three Star Domains to use all their skills to find a Dao Companion to accompany them for life, or perhaps just for a fleeting encounter.

With the presence of Zhaohao female Cultivators, the market became even more lively.

In this market, there were also some inns that provided places for meditating and cultivating for the traveling Cultivators. Each room in the inn contained a large number of Spirit Stones and a small amount of Immortal Jade.

Some inns with deep backgrounds even had Primeval Jade, providing Primeval energy for those Old Monsters to recuperate.

At this moment, in the eastern part of the market that covered the entire Cultivation Planet, in a medium-sized inn, there were tables and chairs everywhere in the hall, with many Cultivators sitting.

Although Cultivators could abstain from food, some immortal fruits, fine wine, or simple mortal food could evoke memories from before they began cultivating the Dao. Thus, the inn was often packed.

Moreover, here, due to the Outer Realm war, it was also an opportunity to meet Fellow Daoists from all sides, to spar in Divine Abilities and Spells. Perhaps a simple acquaintance could lead to meeting again on the battlefield in the future.

At this moment, near several tables and chairs in the northern part of this inn, sat several Cultivators. Among them was a middle-aged scholar, who was smiling and chatting with a Fellow Daoist beside him.

"I told you before, I once met the Honored Sealer, but you just wouldn't believe me."

Opposite the scholar sat two women, both beautiful, but seemingly of different ages. The younger woman, dressed in a pink Daoist robe with her hair draped over her shoulders, asked curiously in a soft voice.

"Brother Zhou, where did you meet the Honored Sealer?"

The woman beside her, dressed in purple, appeared older, already a married woman, with traces of time on her face. She sat there calmly, not having spoken a word.

"Miss Xu, don't believe Fellow Daoist Zhou's words. This fellow always says the same thing whenever he meets you Zhaohao female Cultivators. This Old Daoist's ears are almost calloused from hearing it," an old man sitting beside the middle-aged scholar interjected with a laugh.

"It was on the Vermilion Bird Star. At that time, the Honored Sealer's cultivation was far from what it is now. I remember he should have been a Core Formation Cultivator back then. Honestly, I never expected him to become the Honored Sealer he is today!" The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly, not caring about the Old Man's words, and showed a look of emotion.

The woman blinked, showing interest, then turned to the purple-robed woman beside her and spoke with a light laugh.

"Senior Sister, I remember you once said you were from the Vermilion Bird Star. Have you ever met the Honored Sealer?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around, including the middle-aged scholar, fell silent. They all looked at the purple-robed woman, their eyes showing shock, envy, and faintly, respect.

Even the Cultivators at other tables in the inn, whoever heard this, stopped talking and collectively looked at the purple-robed woman, with respectful expressions.

The middle-aged scholar who had spoken earlier immediately stood up, clasped his fists and bowed to the purple-robed woman, whispering, "I am Zhou Dongde. Greetings, Fellow Daoist from Vermilion Bird Star. My previous words were false; I hope Fellow Daoist doesn't mind."

Not only him, but even the Old Man and the large number of Cultivators around, whether from Luotian or Kunxu, all stood up, clasped their fists, and greeted her.

Especially the few Cultivators from Yunhai, who even came forward, clasped their fists, and bowed.

Such things were not common in the four Star Domains, but they had happened several times. The Honored Sealer's illustrious name, and this name was not a personal honor, but earned through countless inspiring events that uplifted the entire Inner Realm, meant that in the hearts of Inner Realm Cultivators, the Honored Sealer was the Soul of the Inner Realm!

Since the Honored Sealer came from Kunxu, Kunxu Cultivators often received subtle respect in front of Fellow Daoists from the other three Star Domains. Although this respect was not much, it existed. Everyone knew that the Honored Sealer came from Kunxu's Vermilion Bird Star, so the Vermilion Bird Star became known to all Cultivators.

Naturally, there was respect for Cultivators from Vermilion Bird Star!

However, Vermilion Bird Star was a small place, and very few Cultivators could emerge from it. Thus, it was rare to actually encounter one.

But precisely because of this, once someone knew a Cultivator was from Vermilion Bird Star, the degree of respect they received would be profound.

As the Daoists say, when one person attains the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Vermilion Bird Star received the respect of all Inner Realm Cultivators solely because of Wang Lin, and this was no coincidence.

The purple-robed woman seemed a bit unaccustomed to such an occasion, her face slightly flushed. She raised her jade hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, returning greetings to each Fellow Daoist who bowed, and softly answered her Junior Sister's question.

"I… I think I've seen him…" The woman's eyes showed a hint of recollection. Her words immediately drew the attention of everyone around, who listened intently.

"It's just that I'm not entirely sure if the person I saw was him…" The woman sighed softly.

"Senior Sister Zhou, hurry up and tell us," the Pink-robed Woman urged her Senior Sister beside her in a sweet voice.

"He was called Ma Liang back then… At that time, he should have just reached Foundation Establishment, very cold and somewhat heartless… In that Outer Realm Battlefield, he returned with us to the Fiery Flame Nation. If he really is the Honored Sealer, then he and Li Muwan met there… Li Muwan was even my close friend…" The purple-robed woman spoke softly, somewhat uncertain.

The Cultivators around listened very carefully, as it was rare for them to hear such things from a Vermilion Bird Star Cultivator.

Only a black-robed young man sitting far away, occupying a table by himself, silently drank the wine in his hand. His expression was cold, and a chilly aura permeated around him, warning others to keep their distance.

"Master… where are you…?" The young man drank his wine, staring blankly out of the inn, his eyes filled with longing. But in an instant, his body trembled. He looked at a white-robed man who pushed aside the curtain and walked in from outside the inn, his eyes showing disbelief and excitement.

I am brewing a big, quiet chapter, which is the third and final time for renegade immortal, the Mortal Transformation.