Chapter 1882: Immortal Astral’s tenth sun, Heavenly Gate

"This matter might be unfair to Qingshuang, and I've let Qing Lin down… I shouldn't have done this… But Zhou Yi's obsession for thousands of years… Forget it, I can't be perfect." Wang Lin sighed deeply.

Amidst the roaring of the Sea Dragon beneath him, he left the Earth Gate, which was enveloped in a dust storm. Before coming, Wang Lin never expected to meet him and her here.

"Situ, Qing Shui, Xu Ligou, Liu Jinbiao… and many old friends from back then, I wonder where they are now… Are they also looking up at this sky?" Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the Sea Dragon's head, looking up at the sky with a melancholic expression.

"I wonder if Situ has begun the princely life he loves, I wonder where Senior Brother Qing Shui is, Xu Ligou is cunning and unpredictable, I wonder if he's doing well now… Liu Jinbiao comprehended the Dao of Deception on his own, I wonder if he's still comprehending it… And… Li Qianmei." After seeing his reincarnated old friends for the first time on this Immortal Astral Continent, ripples of memories surged in Wang Lin's heart. As he traveled, the vivid faces of those from back then flashed before his eyes.

The Sea Dragon sped along. Under Wang Lin's Divine Thought, it headed towards another extremely powerful Sect in this continent, the Mengtu Sect. This Sect was named after Mengtu Continent and was on par with the Earth Gate.

With Wang Lin's Heavenly Venerate cultivation and the Golden Venerate-level Sea Dragon, the journey to the Mengtu Sect was extremely smooth. The Old Ancestor of the Mengtu Sect respectfully presented a map Jade Slip, fearing to displease Wang Lin.

Within the Mengtu Sect, Wang Lin also spread his Divine Sense, knowing that the possibility was small, but he still tried to search if there were any old friends from back then in this Sect.

But he found nothing.

With a sigh and blessings for Zhou Yi and Qingshuang, Wang Lin sat on the Sea Dragon, leaving Mengtu Continent, and swiftly headed towards Tian Continent within the Eastern Continent.

Within the entire Eastern Continent, there were only a few Heavenly Venerate-level Cultivators, not many. In this Tian Continent, there was a Sect named Heavenly Gate, listed as one of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates. Within this Heavenly Gate, there was a Heavenly Venerate Old Ancestor, rumored to be a Prodigy of the same generation as Luoyun Sea.

However, his cultivation stopped at the Heavenly Venerate Realm. He once followed the Twin Great Heavenly Venerate, but later some unexpected changes seemed to occur, and he silently left, returning to the Heavenly Gate, not venturing out for tens of thousands of years.

In Tian Continent, the strongest Sect was this Heavenly Gate. Among the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates, only this Heavenly Gate Sect was in Tian Continent, making it a hegemon of one region.

The Heavenly Gate was different from other Sects; it did not have only one mountain gate, but rather nineteen branch Sects throughout the entire Tian Continent, completely controlling the resources of the continent.

At this moment, within Tian Continent, a huge Sea Dragon sped through the heavens and earth. Wang Lin, on the Sea Dragon's head, looked down at the earth, his expression calm.

The reason this continent was called Tian Continent was precisely because it was filled with low-hanging clouds and mist. These clouds and mist should have been in the Nine Heavens, but here, due to some peculiar changes, they were on the ground, as if one could reach out and grasp them.

As a result, the entire Tian Continent resembled a fairyland while also being perpetually shrouded in ethereal mist.

Within the borders of Tian Continent, there were countless large mountains, among which was the highest peak. This peak was called Heavenly Peak by the people of this continent. White clouds lingered around it, and from a distance, the complete mountain body could not be seen clearly, as if the mountain was covered by clouds and mist, possessing a unique strangeness.

On this day, outside this Heavenly Peak, the Sea Dragon's figure materialized amidst rippling distortions, circling in the sky. Its huge Dragon eyes stared at the mountain below, its Golden Venerate-level cultivation completely unleashed in this instant, enveloping all directions.

Wang Lin, in white robes, on its head, appeared like an Immortal amidst the white clouds. He took a step forward into the Void Realm, treading on the endless white clouds beneath his feet, walking step by step towards the summit of Heavenly Peak.

At the very top of this peak, amidst the pristine white snow, Wang Lin stood with his hands behind his back, allowing the howling winds to ruffle his white hair. Behind him, the Sea Dragon suddenly arrived, its head raised as it circled, its gaze cold as it looked around.

"I am Wang Lin, requesting the Heavenly Gate Old Ancestor to meet me at Heavenly Peak!" As Wang Lin's Divine Sense spread out, a Divine Thought like the roar of ten thousand thunders, with him at its center, diffused even faster, transforming into real thunderous sounds that boomed forth, instantly covering all directions and even threatening to spread across half of Tian Continent.

Within Tian Continent, all the branch Sects of the Heavenly Gate, and all the Cultivators in the numerous Sects dependent on the Heavenly Gate, felt their minds tremble as they heard this Divine Thought sweeping through, like heavenly might.

Even the clouds and mist of Tian Continent seemed to collapse at this instant, rapidly parting outwards as the Divine Thought spread, tearing the clouds and mist within tens of millions of li around Wang Lin!

In Tian Continent, at the Main Sect of the Heavenly Gate, amidst a continuous mountain range, at the very moment Wang Lin's Divine Thought roared forth, an earth-shattering aura suddenly erupted. Under that aura, the heavens and earth changed color, clouds and mist surged, and a white-haired old man, dressed in coarse linen, stepped out from within the Heavenly Gate.

As he stood there, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble. His eyes gleamed as he looked towards the distant Heavenly Peak. With a flash in his eyes, the old man flicked his sleeve, and his figure instantly vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already at the summit of Heavenly Peak. Amidst the rippling distortions, the old man's figure materialized. He didn't even glance at the massive Sea Dragon on the mountain, but instead, his eyes filled with majesty, looked directly at Wang Lin.

A thousand zhang of Void Realm separated the two. The instant the old man's gaze swept over, Wang Lin looked up, his eyes flashing with golden light, meeting the old man's gaze for the first time.

It seemed silent, but in Wang Lin's mind, there was a resounding boom. The old man's gaze was like a myriad of needles, piercing through Wang Lin's eyes, as if to stab into his body.

Wang Lin's body trembled, and the golden light in his eyes grew even stronger.

The white-haired old man also trembled all over. He felt that Wang Lin's gaze seemed to contain a golden sword, a sword filled with extremely rich Immortal power, possessing unparalleled sharpness and coldness, and even containing a suppressive force like heavenly might.

After entering his mind, it was as if that golden sword had roared forth and directly pierced into his body.

"Your Excellency called this poor Daoist here, may I ask for what matter?" The white-haired old man retracted his gaze, his expression towards Wang Lin filled with solemnity.

"I have just entered the ranks of Heavenly Venerates and wish to ask Fellow Daoist for some guidance, nothing more." Wang Lin had no animosity towards the Heavenly Gate, so his words were polite as he cupped his fist towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man immediately laughed upon hearing this, and Battle Intent instantly filled his eyes. Heavenly Venerates rarely fought to the death, but ordinary sparring would still occur. However, because there were so few Heavenly Venerates in the entire Immortal Clan, opportunities for battle were rarely given up.

Especially this kind of sparring, which was beneficial to both parties.

"Good!" The white-haired old man took a step forward, raised his right hand, and abruptly flicked his sleeve towards Wang Lin on Heavenly Peak. With this flick, all the white snow on Heavenly Peak trembled simultaneously and then flew up, transforming into a snowstorm that rushed towards Wang Lin from all directions.

This snowstorm contained nine Divine Abilities. At this moment, it roared with a hint of ferocity, instantly engulfing Wang Lin's figure.

Wang Lin laughed loudly, raised his right hand, and suddenly punched forward!

This punch also contained nine Divine Abilities, and they were Wang Lin's nine identical Spirit Command Seals!

A thunderous roar soared into the sky, shaking the surrounding heavens and earth. The snowstorm trembled, collapsing and spreading in all directions, covering everything within.

The sound of booming reverberated continuously in this place in the time that followed, mixed with long laughter, shaking the heavens and earth.

Several hours later, amidst the endless snowflakes, Wang Lin's body rolled back, retreating several thousand zhang, then he stomped his right foot on the ground, steadying himself.

"Fellow Daoist's cultivation is extraordinary. This battle has benefited me greatly, thank you!"

At the same time, the white-haired old man's body also retreated several thousand zhang in the other direction before he stabilized.

"To be able to integrate nine Divine Abilities into every punch and kick right after entering the ranks of Heavenly Venerates, and seeing your young age, I am impressed!"

The two stood several thousand zhang apart, cupping their fists to each other with smiles on their faces.

"Again?"

"Again!"

The two figures swayed, rapidly approaching from two directions. Amidst the earth-shattering roars, even the Sea Dragon was startled and retreated, watching the two terrifying figures obscured by snowflakes. The Sea Dragon blinked and retreated a bit further.

This battle lasted seven days. Wang Lin and the white-haired old man clashed twenty-three times! Every few clashes, the two would separate, recover their cultivation while sitting cross-legged, and ponder their gains from the battle, and they also conversed with each other.

This kind of Heavenly Venerate-level battle, because it didn't involve enmity, was extremely beneficial for both parties' cultivation insights.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I see you still have some reservations. This battle was exhilarating, and our combat strengths are similar. Why not let go and fight with all your might?" After the twenty-third clash ended, the white-haired old man, sitting cross-legged in the distance, spoke with a smile.

"Good!" Wang Lin stood up, and with a flicker, his Five Elements Origin True Body appeared outside his body!

With only one Clone, Wang Lin's combat strength instantly surged, allowing him to fight a Heavenly Venerate Cultivator who had integrated eighteen Divine Abilities!

"Origin True Body! And not an ordinary Origin True Body, but a True Body formed by the Fusion of multiple Origins!" The old man's pupils constricted as he looked at Wang Lin's Clone.

The two attacked simultaneously, the white-haired old man no longer holding back, unleashing the power of a Heavenly Venerate who had integrated seventeen Divine Abilities!

Amidst the echoing roars, three days passed in a flash. Three days later, Wang Lin laughed loudly, stepped onto the Sea Dragon's back, and flashed away into the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, thank you!"

Amidst the falling snowflakes, the white-haired old man stepped out, his expression solemn as he watched Wang Lin's departing direction.

"He probably didn't use his full strength… With his cultivation, I wonder how many layers of the Heavenly Venerate Nirvana Land he can pass through." The white-haired old man didn't turn around and leave until Wang Lin had completely disappeared.

"Our Immortal Clan has gained another Heavenly Venerate Cultivator. This matter must be reported to the Great Heavenly Venerate." These ten days of battle had also given him many insights.