Chapter 1544: Dominating the Inner Realm, Life and Death!

"The Seven-Colored Long Spear!" This same Spell had been unleashed by the Madman before. Even Wang Lin knew all of its Incantations and marks, but he had yet to fully comprehend it and could not unleash it.

But he knew that this Seven-Colored Long Spear possessed power capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth. Just like the Burning Realm Ancient Umbrella, it was a supreme Divine Ability that did not belong to this realm!

Under this spear, everything before Wang Lin's eyes dissipated, leaving only that endless seven-colored light. Despair appeared in his eyes, and amidst a miserable laugh, the aura of death filled his entire body.

Wang Lin understood that he could not dodge, escape, or withstand it… This final Seven-Colored Long Spear was the true Great Tribulation of Life and Death.

Before his eyes, it seemed as if the rolling black clouds he had seen on the mountain peak earlier appeared, filling the air. Amidst the pouring rain and the ferocious black clouds spreading and moving rapidly, that helpless white bird appeared.

The image of that bird clearly emerged in Wang Lin's mind at this instant. That bird also had despair in its eyes, along with unwillingness and struggle, but in the end, it was still swept up by the black clouds, which opened like a giant mouth to swallow and drown the bird.

The Great Tribulation of Life and Death; this bird was the omen.

The sky was covered by seven colors, and the Seven-Colored Long Spear, condensed from that seven-colored radiance, whistled as it drew closer and closer to Wang Lin. Wang Lin felt bitter; he understood that he likely would not survive this tribulation…

"Father, Mother… Tie Zhu is very tired. Let me come and keep you company, okay…" In Wang Lin's eyes, the despair dissipated, replaced by a look of relief.

He was so, so tired. He wanted to rest, wanted to close his eyes, wanted to live the life of a Mortal, without facing the constant life-and-death crises, without having to consider the struggles of fate, and even more so, without implicating his parents, making him a son who outlived his parents, kneeling before their graves and weeping bitterly.

He would rather he himself knew nothing at all… He did not know that there were Cultivators on Vermilion Bird Star, he did not know that there were many cultivation Countries outside the State of Zhao, he did not know that this Vermilion Bird Star also had the Vermilion Bird sealed by the Alliance Star Domain…

He did not want to know about the starry sky outside Vermilion Bird Star, where there were countless Cultivation Planets just like Vermilion Bird Star, and even existences that surpassed Vermilion Bird Star. He also did not want to know that outside all of this, there was the Cultivation Alliance shrouding it, and that the Cultivation Alliance was merely within the Kunxu Star Domain…

He likewise did not want to know that outside the Kunxu Star Domain, there was Luotian, there was the Cloud Sea, there was the Zhao River…

He also did not want to know that, as it turned out, all of this was merely the Inner Realm, and outside, there was still the heavens and earth, the Outer Realm known as the Primordial Stars…

Even as he walked this path, Wang Lin vaguely understood that outside of all this, there was still… still…

"It's over… I'm relieved… Wan'er, I'm sorry… In the end, I still didn't have the strength to wake you up… Ping'er, I'm sorry… Father tried his best…" Amidst his bitterness, Wang Lin closed his eyes.

All of this was just a fleeting thought in his mind as the Seven-Colored Long Spear whistled closer, the final thought before death.

The moment his eyes closed, the clothes on his chest shattered and disintegrated, a deep depression appeared on his chest, flesh and blood were torn and ripped away, and his face was the same…

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth…

Wang Lin's closed eyes, at the moment when the Seven-Colored Long Spear was only a few dozen zhang away from his body, saw scenes of warmth emerge in his mind…

In the courtyard, his father had taken a puff from his pipe, set it aside, and while exhaling smoke, was focused on carving a small wooden horse in his hands. A smile was on his face; this was the birthday gift he was making for Tie Zhu's seventh birthday.

Wang Lin squatted beside his father, resting his chin on his hands, excitement in his eyes as he watched the small wooden horse gradually take shape. In his eyes, his father was omnipotent; his father was his heaven, and his father could do anything.

Not far away, his mother held a winnowing basket, feeding the chickens and ducks that surrounded her while occasionally looking back at the father and son, her eyes filled with tenderness and happiness.

The scene gradually dissipated, turning into countless fragments. As those fragments re-condensed, a quiet valley surrounded by lush greenery gradually appeared.

In the valley, there was a wooden house. Li Muwan sat in front of the house, her dark hair pinned up in the style of a married woman. Her beautiful face radiated a sense of happiness as she looked tenderly at a man in front of her. She had waited for him for a long, long time, and finally, she had reached this day, where she could silently watch him until life became eternal…

Her hands gently caressed the Ancient Zither in front of her, playing gentle music.

Under the swirling music, Wang Lin, just like his father back then, held a piece of wood in his hands, looking tenderly at Li Muwan as he carved it for her.

The two gazed at each other, and it seemed as if this valley was filled with an indescribable flavor, one that was unforgettable.

This scene slowly scattered, becoming fragments before re-condensing once more. It was a high mountain, with wild winds howling on the peak. Wang Lin stood silently at the top of the mountain, his figure filled with loneliness and desolation.

He looked forward, his expression hidden with melancholy. Although this melancholy was deep and hidden, it still slowly seeped out from his back, falling into the eyes of the young boy behind him.

The young boy was wearing a coarse cloth jacket. Behind his father, no matter how strong the mountain wind was, it became gentle when it reached him. It was as if his father was a great mountain supporting his world. With his father there, he was not afraid that the mountain peak beneath his feet was too high, he was not afraid of the wind causing the grass and trees on the mountain to move violently.

With his father there, he was not afraid of anything.

"Father, Ping'er will accompany you for life after life, we will never be separated…" The young boy looked at his father's back and said softly and very earnestly.

This final scene in his mind shattered, and along with it, Wang Lin's body shattered. The Seven-Colored Long Spear, carrying a heaven-shaking whistle, headed straight for Wang Lin, getting closer and closer.

But just at this moment, suddenly, in the sky, within the hole covered by the blue light, a voice suddenly came.

"Eh?"

This voice appeared extremely abruptly, so much so that even the blue light could not block it, and it clearly passed through. The moment this voice echoed through this heaven and earth, the Venerable Master in the distance suddenly had a huge change in expression. His eyes, which seemed as if they would not be surprised even if the sky collapsed, revealed, at this moment, a shock that was extremely rare in his entire life!!

Even when that Red Soul appeared, he had not been like this. But now, after hearing this single-word voice, his entire person seemed to have his mind collapse. He subconsciously retreated, his expression revealing disbelief, and even more so, an extremely dense, impossible-to-conceal terror!

"Haha, I finally found you. Damn it, you actually ignored me, I won't have it!" Within the blue light screen, the Madman was holding a half-eaten chicken leg, triumph in his eyes, and with one step, he walked out from the blue light.

As the Madman appeared, a thick golden light spread from his body.

The Venerable Master's expression changed even more. With the composure of his ancient cultivation, it collapsed completely at this moment.

"Mas… Master…"

The Venerable Master was almost having his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. Looking at the Madman, his face turned pale instantly.

As the Madman spoke, he saw Wang Lin with his eyes closed, and saw the Seven-Colored Long Spear whistling towards him. With a boom, it shrouded Wang Lin's body within the seven-colored radiance.

The Madman was stunned, let out a heaven-shaking roar, and completely ignored the Venerable Master. With one step, his body shone with boundless golden light, rushing straight towards the place where Wang Lin was shrouded in the seven-colored radiance, with booming sounds coming from within.

"You can't die, you haven't played with me yet, you promised to take me to many places to play…" Under the Madman's roar, madness appeared in his eyes. He instantly rushed into the seven-colored radiance and grabbed Wang Lin, whose body was in the midst of collapsing.

The Long Spear formed by the seven-colored radiance contained the power of destruction. After the Madman grabbed Wang Lin, all that destructive power erupted. The reason this Seven-Colored Long Spear was terrifying was because its erupting power was divided into seven stages, each doubling the previous one!

Boom, boom, boom, boom! The violent sounds rose to the heavens in an instant, each sound several times more intense than the last. Finally, after seven booms, the heaven and earth shook, and the entire sky was forcibly torn open and directly collapsed!

Even the water surface below exploded at this instant. This sealed heaven and earth completely turned into fragments, rolling towards all directions and transforming into a surging storm.

This storm tore open the heaven and earth, tore open the starry sky, and after tearing open everything that existed, a black hole Vortex suddenly appeared beneath this starry sky. This Vortex did not know where it led, and it was pitch black inside.

The Madman possessed a complete Immortal Undying Body. Under this collapse, his body disintegrated several times. In the end, holding the unconscious Wang Lin, the two of them were sucked into that black hole Vortex by the Seven-Colored Long Spear's heaven-extinguishing storm and disappeared.

At this moment, under this storm, with the illusionary heaven and earth collapsing, the Venerable Master's figure gradually blurred. He stared blankly at the place where the black hole Vortex had already dissipated and began to mutter.

"He is truly crazy… truly crazy… The Immortal Undying Body must have been passed to Wang Lin by him. If he weren't crazy, he would never do this… He was already heavily injured, and given his personality back then, he would never save anyone. He is truly… crazy… He doesn't recognize me anymore…" The Venerable Master seemed to heave a sigh of relief, his figure blurring and dissipating.

But the moment he was dissipating, a person suddenly stepped out silently beside him. This person was Old Ghost Zhan. The moment he appeared, he raised his right hand and pointed at the Venerable Master's blurred figure.

The Venerable Master turned his head abruptly, but he had been in a trance just now and lost his vigilance. At this moment, he could not avoid it. With a muffled grunt of injury, his figure collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

Old Ghost Zhan frowned, looking at the place where the black hole Vortex had previously existed, his eyes filled with contemplation. This sealed land had been set up by the combined efforts of the great experts of the Primordial Stars. Even he, despite having the guidance of the aura from that hole, could not manage to arrive instantly, but had been slightly delayed.

"A step too late. A pity about that Immortal body blood. And that Madman… Could it be the person in his memories… I didn't expect that he would actually be crazy… They were swallowed by that black hole. The aura that leaked out when that black hole opened just now, that place is clearly the layer of the Manor Wall… One step to the Immortal Astral, one step to this place…" Old Ghost Zhan shook his head in silence and turned to leave.