Chapter 2033: Dim Lights, Dreaming

Nanyunzi saw Wang Lin.

Daoist Blue Dream also saw Wang Lin.

In this Immortal Realm, everyone who had seen Wang Lin back then now saw that white-robed, white-haired figure—the Supreme of the Sealed Realm in their hearts!

Some Cultivators who entered the Immortal Realm later, even if they hadn't seen Wang Lin with their own eyes back then, had heard the rumors about Wang Lin's early years many times over the years.

Upon seeing him now, the entire Immortal Realm seemed to boil, and the previous suppression and panic instantly vanished.

For Nanyunzi, who was only in his Primordial Spirit state, with Wang Lin’s current cultivation, he could gather the Power of Heaven and Earth to form a body, allowing his Primordial Spirit to attach without any discomfort.

After Wang Lin appeared, Daoist Blue Dream looked at him with hesitation, but did not ask anything. Instead, after Wang Lin formed a body for Nanyunzi, he seemed about to speak, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.

Wang Lin smiled, greeting the familiar people around him one by one. He also saw Xu Ligou and Liu Jinbiao dragging a few Immortal Realm Cultivators in the distance, discussing something unknown. The finger-thick Sea Dragon on Liu Jinbiao's shoulder looked listless, and one Cultivator even went up and touched it, chuckling when it bared its teeth.

Thirteen always preferred solitude. He sat cross-legged in meditation on an open patch of ground nearby, occasionally opening his eyes to look at Wang Lin with respect.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Lin walked alone toward Daoist Blue Dream.

Daoist Blue Dream's face was still pale; clearly, his previous injuries were severe.

He raised his right hand and pointed into the Void Realm toward Daoist Blue Dream. Immediately, the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth surged forth, rushing into Daoist Blue Dream's body all at once, rapidly healing his injuries at an extremely fast pace.

A moment later, Daoist Blue Dream's face was no longer pale. He let out a deep breath and nodded toward Wang Lin.

“How is my daughter… doing?” Daoist Blue Dream slowly asked.

Wang Lin remained silent, sitting in front of Blue Dream.

Seeing Wang Lin's expression, Daoist Blue Dream's heart sank, and his face turned pale once more.

“What happened… Wang Lin, tell me.”

“I haven't found her Reincarnation…” Wang Lin said bitterly. Before Daoist Blue Dream, even though he was the strongest expert in the Immortal Astral Continent, this man had shown him kindness back then and was Li Qianmei's father. Wang Lin always treated him with the respect of a Junior.

“Haven't found her…” Daoist Blue Dream closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

“She went to the Immortal Astral Continent for you, and you haven't found her… haven't found her…” Blue Dream opened his eyes and burst into laughter. That laughter revealed disappointment and anger.

Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the bloody sky. The many Rifts covering the sky suddenly showed signs of collapse, and a maniacal laugh faintly echoed from outside the sky.

“You Immortal Cave Cultivators, stubbornly resisting, do you think this Formation can stop this Old Ancestor? Now this Formation is about to be broken! Once this Old Ancestor enters, all of you will become the bloody food that increases my cultivation!” The voice started weak, but as it continued, it roared like thunder, shaking the entire land of the Immortal Realm, causing everyone present to look up intently.

The people of the Immortal Realm here did not know Wang Lin's exact cultivation level, but since Wang Lin could appear in the Immortal Realm without being detected by the opponent, he was clearly extraordinary. However, few could be sure whether he could resist Chihunzi.

Nanyunzi looked normal. He wasn't worried at all. From the way Wang Lin could casually wave his hand and gather the Power of Heaven and Earth to form a body for him, he could sense Wang Lin's immense power.

Especially when he saw the contemptuous look in the eyes of Xu Ligou and Liu Jinbiao as they looked up, and even the small snake on Liu Jinbiao's shoulder acted the same way, he became even more certain of his judgment.

Thirteen, not far away, looked at the sky, a cold light flashing in his indifferent eyes.

“Her mark has disappeared. She should have recovered her memory… I searched for a long time and still haven't found her, but I have a feeling she is in the Immortal Astral Continent, in some corner. She knows I exist, and she knows I am looking for her…” Wang Lin ignored the rumbling in the sky, looked at Daoist Blue Dream, and spoke bitterly.

“As long as she releases even a trace of Qi, I can immediately sense it… Even though I have returned to the Immortal Cave Realm, as long as her Qi appears, I can still feel it.” Wang Lin murmured. He had a special affection for Li Qianmei. This woman was different from Li Muwan, but she was the second woman to enter his heart.

“But… I can feel that she… deliberately doesn't want to see me, doesn't want me to find her…” Wang Lin closed his eyes. His heart ached. This pain was different from the pain of missing Li Muwan, but it was equally heart-wrenching.

He always remembered the sentence Li Qianmei had whispered into his ear with an unspeakable emotion back then.

“Wang Lin, kindness is not love…”

Looking at Wang Lin's face and listening to his words, Daoist Blue Dream fell silent. He could feel Wang Lin's heart; he understood his daughter.

The sky rumbled again. The Rifts in the sky collapsed over a large area, revealing a massive hole. bloody light surged out in great quantities from the hole. Within the bloody light, laughter echoed, spreading throughout the entire Immortal Realm.

The entire sky seemed to collapse, and countless Rifts shattered. The Immortal Realm's Formation was finally breached by Chihunzi after several days of erosion, opening a gap. Other areas were still continuously dissipating, suggesting it wouldn't take long for the Immortal Realm to lose all protection.

The laughter carried an air of arrogance, shaking heaven and earth.

Lines of bloody shadows whistled out from the hole and spread across the sky. These bloody shadows were precisely those Puppets. They appeared in the sky, one by one, expressionless, staring at the crowd below.

After these bloody shadows appeared, a red-robed youth stepped out from the hole. He looked triumphant and was filled with killing intent. After he appeared, his voice reverberated throughout the world.

“A mere Formation! Wasn't it still broken open by this Young Master's Master? You lowly Cultivators, I'd like to see how you resist this time! Mu Bingmei, after Master has disciplined you, this Young Master will let you know the difference between me and that Wang Lin…” The youth laughed maniacally, stepping out of the bloody light. His eyes flashed as he looked down, but upon seeing the scene, his words abruptly stopped.

He saw Nanyunzi on the ground, sneering at him, and saw that Nanyunzi actually possessed a physical body. He also saw the breathtaking Mu Bingmei, who was now looking at him indifferently, her expression like she was looking at a dead man.

What shocked his mind even more was seeing a white-robed man sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of Daoist Blue Dream. This man was not looking up at him, but the moment he looked at the man, the youth trembled. The man's appearance seemed somewhat familiar.

“He… he…” The red-robed youth was stunned, and his mind suddenly roared as if countless bolts of thunder had exploded, making him almost unable to believe his eyes.

The man's appearance was exactly the same as the statue of the Vermilion Bird Star that he had seen since childhood!

“Old Ancestor…” He seemed to go mad. He couldn't believe that the person before him was the Old Ancestor, Wang Lin.

However, the tremor originating from his Soul clearly told him that this white-robed, white-haired youth was precisely the Old Ancestor of the Vermilion Bird Star, the Supreme of the Sealed Realm from back then, Wang Lin!

“Even if it really is him, so what? He's no match for Master!!” The youth's expression changed drastically. He gasped and subconsciously retreated, then suddenly his expression turned savage.

“Interesting. You actually found someone who looks so similar. Do you perhaps think that this person, relying on…” Before he could finish speaking, at that very instant, the white-robed, white-haired man below suddenly looked up at him. That gaze was utterly calm, but when it landed in the youth's eyes, it caused his entire body to tremble violently.

“Thirteen, kill him!” Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and spoke calmly.

Thirteen, not far away, flashed a cold light in his eyes. Without hesitation, he shot up, stepping into the sky. He raised his right hand, and with a wave, green smoke immediately swirled around. Judging by its appearance, it was the Extreme Fire Dao of the Eight Extremes Dao!

For Thirteen, this Disciple, after meeting him, Wang Lin selected suitable Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities, teaching them unreservedly, and even drawing upon the Power of Heaven and Earth to greatly advance Thirteen's cultivation!

This was something others couldn't do, but Wang Lin, as a Cultivator with half a foot in the Heaven-Treading Realm, and an existence comparable to the Ancient Ancestor and Immortal Ancestor, this matter was not difficult for him.

As the many Cultivators in the Immortal Realm below focused their gazes, Thirteen, wearing an indifferent expression, was surrounded by green smoke that spread out as several smoke rings. With a thunderous boom, as the rings dispersed, the entire sky erupted in raging flames.

In those raging flames, all the bloody shadow Puppets instantly collapsed, unable to resist in the slightest. The sea of fire covered the sky. In an instant, a shrill scream came, and Thirteen walked out of the sea of fire indifferently, his right hand holding a head filled with despair.

The sea of fire in the sky dissipated instantly as Thirteen left. The sky curtain was still red, but it was much dimmer. Inside the massive hole, the figure of an old man was now revealed. The old man stared blankly at Wang Lin in the crowd below.

“Wang Lin!!” The old man looked completely disbelieving, but his expression immediately turned ferocious. His Empty Tribulation Realm cultivation erupted, causing the sky to tremble and the earth to shake.

“You actually returned from the Immortal Cave Realm, but even if you have returned, you are still an ant before this Old Ancestor!” That old man was precisely Chihunzi. As he spoke, he stepped out like a long rainbow, rushing out of the hole in the sky and heading straight for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's cultivation seemed like a mist to him, but he figured the opponent must simply have some Magic Treasure concealing his cultivation. Such methods were common in the Immortal Astral Continent. With his Empty Tribulation Realm power, he had complete certainty and confidence.

Wang Lin watched Chihunzi rush toward him, his expression calm.

Before he could make a move, the finger-thick small snake resting on Liu Jinbiao's shoulder raised its head, its eyes flashing fiercely, and suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar.

That roar shocked the heavens and the earth, causing the ears of all Immortal Realm Cultivators present to ring, and making Chihunzi's body tremble. He subconsciously paused mid-air, and when he looked over sharply, he gasped, dumbfounded.

“This… this is…”

The small snake flew up rapidly. To the astonishment of almost all the Cultivators present, its body suddenly swelled, growing larger and larger, instantly reverting to its true form: a massive ten-thousand-zhang Sea Dragon, roaring at the dumbfounded Chihunzi in this world.

“Golden… Golden… Venerable… Sea Dragon!!!” Chihunzi felt like he was dreaming…