Chapter 1640: Ancient Mystery, Immortal Dragon Manifests the Dao

What is an expert? When Wang Lin was young, he did not understand. He only knew that if a neighbor's child was stronger than him, then that child was an expert.

What is responsibility? With over two thousand years of cultivation, it was only a few years ago that Wang Lin truly understood the weight of this responsibility.

Seal Venerable is an expert, and it is also responsibility. This title has not accompanied Wang Lin for long, but it has spurred Wang Lin toward a true maturity for a Cultivator.

This maturity is a realization of the soul, a process of self-strengthening.

Only an expert who understands responsibility is a true expert! This might sound a bit hollow, but in Wang Lin's experience, the most direct example of an expert was his own father.

His father was merely a Mortal, but to the young Wang Lin, his father was strong. At the same time, his father carried the heavy burden of a family. This was responsibility; this was a figure like a mountain, shielding him and his mother from the wind and rain.

While the father is present, the home remains.

This is what an expert is!

After more than two thousand years of cultivation, Wang Lin, at this moment, slowly realized many thoughts from the figure of his father in his memories.

The affairs of heaven and earth are often like this: seeing the big from the small, seeing the macro from the micro.

Guarding the Inner Realm for three years, condensing the new Immortal Realm, slaughtering countless, his hands stained with blood—yet Wang Lin would not look back at all of this. He could not turn back; he could only continue to walk forward. Either he would crash and bleed, his body dying and his Dao disappearing, or he would crash and shake the world, glorious and magnificent!

The path of the future lay beneath his feet, extending step by step into the distance.

His white figure was like willow catkins drifting in the starry sky—rootless, yet not lost. It drifted quietly, as if searching for something, eventually being swallowed by the pitch-black starry curtain, leaving no trace.

Outside the Revolving Formation in the Cloud Sea Star Domain, Wang Lin's main body sat cross-legged. In these final three days of the third year, he slowly opened his cold eyes while breathing.

He turned around and looked toward the Inner Realm. At the end of his gaze, Wang Lin's Clone arrived in white. Step by step, it did not cause a single ripple or produce any roar, but every step was extremely heavy.

Until Wang Lin's Clone arrived and stood beside the main body sitting cross-legged there, turned its head, and looked together with the main body toward the Inner Realm behind them.

This scene was like a painting; if it could be eternally preserved, it could become a legendary artifact. In the painting, the starry sky was the background, the Revolving Formation was the tone, and the two identical faces—one sitting, one standing—gazed there within the Formation.

After a long while, Wang Lin's Clone turned its head and took a step toward the main body. Amidst the shining of a soft light, Wang Lin's Clone merged with the main body. With a series of thumping sounds, Wang Lin's white hair suddenly scattered. His body stood up from the cross-legged position. He withdrew his gaze from the Outer Realm, and his cold eyes fell directly upon the Primordial Stars in the Outer Realm.

"The final three days. The Four Great War Generals of the Ancient Immortal Realm will descend. In this Immortal Cave Realm of the Inner and Outer Realms, a final secret will be unveiled… It is a pity that until now, I still do not know what that third one is!" Wang Lin fell silent.

"But regardless, this final battle will be very interesting… The Seven-Colored Daoist, Old Ghost Zhan, the Four Great War Generals who want to awaken the Immortal Venerable, and finally, that group of Immortal Astral Cultivators who walked out from the Wind Immortal Realm passage…

Before that, let me raise the curtain of chaos for this final battle!" Wang Lin's eyes shone with a bright light. His body flickered, and he suddenly took a step from within the Revolving Formation toward the Primordial Stars in the Outer Realm.

"Destroy the Ancient Immortal Realm of the Outer Realm!" Murderous intent gathered between Wang Lin's brows. As his body stepped into the Primordial Stars of the Outer Realm, his figure transformed into a long rainbow, roaring as he released his full cultivation and charged forward.

He did not hide his aura, nor did he conceal his figure. Instead, he directly told the entire Outer Realm that he, Wang Lin, had arrived!

The starry sky roared. As Wang Lin's Divine Sense spread, the high-level Cultivators in each tribe of the Primordial Stars in the Outer Realm were awakened one after another. No matter what they were doing, they all suddenly looked up at the starry sky.

They could clearly feel a shocking aura of slaughter coming from the Inner Realm!

Wang Lin did not know the location of the Ancient Immortal Realm in the Outer Realm, and he did not blindly search for it. Instead, he sped toward the depths of the Primordial Stars. Although he did not know the specifics, as long as he was here, three days later, when the Ancient Immortal Realm in the Inner Realm opened and the Four Great War Generals descended, he would be able to feel the aura of the Ancient Immortal Realm of the Outer Realm that would open at the same time!

As Wang Lin's Divine Sense expanded, the moment it permeated the entire Primordial Stars, the Venerable Master, in another palace floating in the starry sky, stared fixedly ahead. His withered right hand clenched, and he did not loosen it for a long time.

He was silent for a long time, but in the end, he still did not make up his mind to intercept and kill Wang Lin. He was extremely wary of Wang Lin's bow. Before Wang Lin's power of those two bow shots was completely used up, he did not dare to make a move!

Two years ago, he had wanted to launch a sneak attack during the chaos, but he did not expect that Wang Lin, who was in the Formation, would notice him, forcing him to retreat helplessly after a single sentence from him.

"What is his purpose for appearing in the Primordial Stars… Could it be a provocation, trying to lure me into intercepting him…" The Venerable Master's eyes revealed suspicion. He could not understand why Wang Lin would appear in the Primordial Stars so arrogantly.

"I will not approach him; I want to see what he can do!" The Venerable Master's eyes revealed a sense of stifled frustration in his silence. His cultivation reached the heavens; if it were not for his fear of that terrifying Li Guang Bow, he would have immediately made a move to kill.

Also in these Primordial Stars, within a Vortex black hole composed of several Cultivation Planets, seven-colored light permeated at this moment, condensing into the figure of the Seven-Colored Daoist. His expression was calm, his gaze swept into the distance, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"The Li Guang Bow and arrow are in his hands. Although I had the Venerable Master send them out, it can be considered his fortune. He has come here again now; what exactly does he want to do… This person is very similar to Old Ghost Zhan. If he is not the third one, then he is a strange existence among the Cultivators of this Immortal Cave Realm.

Such a Cultivator, if he ultimately is not that third one, it would be a pity to kill him… However, this person also has flaws. If he does not die in the end, he can be used by me." The Seven-Colored Daoist withdrew his gaze while smiling.

"The blood Formation is complete and is currently deducing. It won't be long before I know where you, the third one who has reincarnated countless times, are!! I have searched for you for countless years. I really want to know, who are you, having reincarnated to the present!!!"

In the Primordial Stars, on a Cultivation Planet, a woman in white sat cross-legged. This woman's face was stunningly beautiful, but a cold chill permeated her body. She looked like unmelted snow. She sat on a mountain Peak, her eyes originally closed, but at this moment, they suddenly opened.

"It's him!" This woman was none other than the third of the Immortal Venerable's Eight Concubines!

She did not participate in the war of the Inner Realm, but after leaving the Ancient Tomb back then, she had been here, silently waiting for something.

"He appeared here, what does he want to do…"

Also in the Primordial Stars, somewhere in the starry sky, there was a huge Rift. In a space filled with birds and flowers inside it, the seventh of the Immortal Concubines sat cross-legged there.

At this moment, this seventh concubine opened her eyes, revealing a strange glow.

"What does he want to do…"

Not only did these few people have all kinds of guesses about Wang Lin's actions, but at this moment in the Primordial Stars, the Myriad Sound Dao Venerable, the Nine Heavens Demon Venerable, and others all woke up from their healing, looking at the starry sky, their expressions gloomy.

Wang Lin's appearance, because of the bow in his hand, put considerable pressure on them.

Almost all the great experts, at this moment, had their Divine Senses locked onto the location of Wang Lin's aura from afar. Because they did not know what Wang Lin wanted to do, they were very solemn at this moment.

Under the gaze of these great experts' Divine Senses, Wang Lin's body in the starry sky slowly came to a halt. At this moment, he was already roughly in the center of the Primordial Stars. From here, whether going to any place in the surroundings, he could reach it in an instant.

His figure paused. Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the starry sky, closed his eyes, breathed silently, and began to wait.

His behavior made those people of the Primordial Stars whose Divine Senses had gathered there all the more surprised.

Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, only twelve hours remained of the final three days of the third year. Once these last twelve hours passed, the Immortal Cave Realm would usher in a heaven-shaking change!

But at this moment, except for Wang Lin, no one else noticed. Even the Seven-Colored Daoist and Old Ghost Zhan could not fully control this matter.

If there was one, perhaps there was one other person who had a slight sensing of it. This person was the Heavenly Fate Child, who was sitting cross-legged on a piece of rubble in the Zhao River Star Domain that Wang Lin had not discovered!

The Heavenly Fate Child's eyes revealed a strange light. He lowered his head, his hands constantly changing in front of him, rapidly deducing. The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and in the end, he revealed an excited expression.

"It's almost time… The final twelve hours…"

Wang Lin's figure remained motionless, breathing slowly to keep his aura at its Peak, and he was silently operating the blood drop transformed from the Immortal Indestructible Body between his brows.

Eleven hours, ten, nine… Until the moment when only four hours remained until the three years were completely over, Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of sharp light appeared in them.

The moment he opened his eyes, all those in the Primordial Stars who were gazing over were shaken, and their suspicions were countless.

"It's it…" Wang Lin turned his head and looked at the starry sky to the right. Gradually, his expression revealed a hint of oddity.

To Wang Lin's right, in the distant starry sky, a group of hundreds of Primordial Stars Cultivators was roaring forward. These Cultivators had disheveled hair, and their faces were smeared with some unknown substance, looking colorful and very strange.

As they moved forward, they were also loudly roaring.

"Immortal Dragon Manifests the Dao, believe in my Dao, and you can avoid the disaster of world destruction. If you do not believe in my Dao, you will return to nothingness with all living beings… Immortal Dragon is mighty… Immortal Dragon is mighty…"

"Immortal Dragon Manifests the Dao, believe and become a disciple, and I will take you to the supreme Immortal Realm, to be Immortal and imperishable…"

As the words spread, one could see that behind these hundreds of Cultivators, there was actually a large group of nearly a thousand Cultivators following along. They were also making those same low roars.