Chapter 627: Cloud Immortal Dao Companion: Wang Wei, Hu Juan

Wang Lin's pupils constricted. He looked down at his Storage Pouch and sent a strand of his Divine Sense into it. He immediately discovered that the mysterious Scroll he had obtained from the Vermilion Bird Star had opened on its own. Inside, a purple light flickered, revealing an ethereal female figure. This figure was graceful and curvaceous, with her back turned to Wang Lin. She seemed to be speaking to herself, continuously whispering softly.

"Go down…"

Wang Lin was no stranger to this delicate figure inside the Scroll. Back when he faced the three ancestors of the Immortal Remnant Race on the Vermilion Bird Star, after the opponent released their talisman beast, it had been summoned into the Scroll by this delicate figure.

Wang Lin had never been able to fathom this Scroll. Even after his cultivation reached Soul Transformation, he had taken the Scroll out to study it while in the Soul Refining Tribe, but he had never made any progress.

Although one could leave a mark on this Scroll, it could not be controlled.

Now that the delicate figure from the Scroll had reappeared, Wang Lin's heart stirred, and he sent out a Divine Thought.

"Go down into this deep pit?"

"Go down…" the delicate figure whispered again.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he withdrew his Divine Sense. He looked down at the massive deep pit beside him. It was pitch black inside, and as far as his gaze could reach, it was eerie.

After a moment of contemplation, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, flickered his body, and chased after the distant Zhou Yi.

"Could it be that inside this deep pit, there is something connected to that Scroll…" Wang Lin caught up to Zhou Yi, his eyes filled with deep thought.

"There is a strange power inside this pit that can affect the mind. If one's will is not firm, looking into it will cause one to lose their footing." Zhou Yi's voice came from the Immortal sword ahead.

"Do not look at it anymore, focus on flying!" Zhou Yi reminded him again.

Wang Lin nodded, tightened his focus, and flew rapidly alongside Zhou Yi. As they continued to go deeper into the corridor, the suction force from the deep pit fluctuated, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

He did not know how much time had passed, but suddenly, the Immortal sword that Zhou Yi inhabited came to a halt, and Wang Lin's footsteps also stopped. They were now in the eastern part of the corridor, and ahead of them was complete darkness, making the path unclear.

"Careful, there is something strange inside this deep pit!" No sooner had Zhou Yi's voice rung out than thick purple mist suddenly erupted from the pit, filling the surrounding area.

Zhou Yi's voice, filtering through the mist, became somewhat ethereal.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. This mist was too bizarre. As it spread, his vision was obstructed, and even his Divine Sense could only extend less than ten feet. Any further, and it seemed to be swallowed by the mist and vanish instantly.

Even within those ten feet, his Divine Sense was somewhat blurred.

At the same time, the suction force from the deep pit beside them seemed to gradually increase with the appearance of the mist, but strangely, this suction had no effect on the mist itself.

A flash of sword light appeared in the mist ahead, and the Immortal sword inhabited by Zhou Yi flew over, circling Wang Lin's body, from which Zhou Yi's Divine Thought emerged.

"Forget it, Wang Lin, get on. I will take you across. This mist is treacherous, and with your cultivation, I fear you will be in danger."

Wang Lin did not waste words. He stepped up and stood on the Immortal sword. A surge of Immortal Qi flowed from the sword, coursing through Wang Lin's feet and throughout his entire body.

"Steady your Qi, focus your mind, open your heart, hold the Immortal Qi without exhaling!" Zhou Yi's Divine Thought echoed in Wang Lin's mind. Wang Lin immediately followed Zhou Yi's instructions. The Immortal Qi flowing into his body suddenly jolted, actually passing through his Meridians and forming a shimmering golden Immortal screen outside Wang Lin's Physical Body!

This Immortal screen not only contained Immortal Qi but also possessed the might of a sword. As it spread, the surrounding purple mist was instantly pushed aside, as if by a pair of large hands, forming a passage.

Zhou Yi turned into a long rainbow, carrying Wang Lin as they dashed straight into the purple mist. As they flew, the purple mist scattered in all directions. Even if some mist refused to disperse, it would instantly vanish after being struck by the thick Sword Qi emanating from the Immortal sword.

The speed of the Immortal sword was too fast—so fast that Wang Lin only felt the fierce wind rushing against his face. The mist around him seemed to transform into streaks of purple Dragons, flashing past the corners of his eyes in just a few breaths.

After a long while, the Immortal sword suddenly turned, flying diagonally upwards in a spiral trajectory. Wang Lin circulated the Immortal Qi within his body, which allowed him to stand steadily on the Immortal sword without being thrown off.

"The aura of the previous generation's Rain Sword Spirit is just ahead. Wang Lin, stand firm, I am going to unleash full speed!" After saying this, Zhou Yi gave Wang Lin a few breaths to prepare, and then the speed of the Immortal sword suddenly accelerated.

Its speed was so fast that it even created afterimages, as if it were teleporting out of thin air. Standing on the sword, Wang Lin suddenly had the illusion that ten thousand mountains were rushing towards him. He stopped breathing, instead holding a mouthful of Immortal Qi.

If it were true teleportation, it would be fine, and Wang Lin would not be like this. But this was not teleportation; it was merely reaching the speed of teleportation!

The Immortal screen outside his body twisted and deformed, pressing tightly against Wang Lin. The speed of the Immortal sword had reached an unimaginable level.

Wang Lin could even see the surrounding mist turning into a sea of mist; this was a difference caused by the extreme speed.

This feeling, which he had only had hundreds of years ago when he had just stepped into the Cultivation World, appeared again now, leaving Wang Lin feeling quite emotional.

"This is what an Immortal sword is, this is what a Sword Spirit is! My Immortal sword also has this kind of power, but the Sword Spirit is not strong enough to unleash its full potential. Although Xu Ligou is rebellious, that Devil Head is a bully who fears the strong; he cannot escape my grasp!"

Just at this moment, the surrounding purple mist suddenly began to churn, expanding continuously like billowing clouds. Immediately after, a powerful suction force surged from the boundless deep pit that was emitting this mist.

This massive suction appeared too suddenly. The mist, which had previously been unaffected by the suction, was at this moment influenced by it and rapidly contracted toward the deep pit.

The suction inside the deep pit grew stronger and stronger. The mist was instantly sucked into the deep pit in large quantities. At the same time, some small rocks on the surrounding walls also began to tremble, one by one being sucked in.

In one part of the distant corridor, a large sword that had been stabbed into the wall also trembled slightly, slowly pulling itself out of the wall. Finally, with a bang, it completely detached from the wall and, following the suction, headed straight for the deep pit.

At this instant, the Immortal sword inhabited by Zhou Yi came whistling over. Wang Lin, who was on it, saw at a glance that extremely familiar golden greatsword falling toward the deep pit.

Zhou Yi did not hesitate at all. The sword body turned, and it charged directly into the deep pit, heading straight for the greatsword. The suction inside the deep pit was vastly different from the outside. As Zhou Yi flew into the deep pit, with its own speed combined with the suction, its speed was so fast that it even surpassed lightning.

In an instant, it caught up to the golden greatsword. Wang Lin, standing on the Immortal sword, revealed a trace of decisiveness in his eyes. The moment the Immortal sword neared the golden greatsword, he grabbed with his right hand, grasping the greatsword through the Void Realm.

However, the suction from the deep pit was entwined around the greatsword. Wang Lin's grab was equivalent to snatching treasure from the deep pit and resisting the suction. The moment he grabbed it through the Void Realm, a massive force suddenly transmitted over. Wang Lin's body immediately became unstable, and he was nearly dragged off the Immortal sword.

In this moment of crisis, Wang Lin took a deep breath. The Yellow Springs of the Dao materialized and began to hover around him. At Wang Lin's pointing finger, the Yellow Springs spiraled and rotated violently. A wind of the Yellow Springs emanated from within. With Wang Lin inside it, as the suction eased slightly, he grabbed hard. The golden greatsword instantly stopped falling and was slowly pulled upward by Wang Lin.

A low roar came from the Immortal sword, Zhou Yi. This roar seemed to contain the incantation of the Sword Spirit. Amidst the flashing sword light, Zhou Yi surged forward, carrying Wang Lin as they dashed toward the opening of the deep pit.

Wang Lin felt as if his Physical Body was about to be torn apart. The greatsword he was grasping through the Void Realm seemed to possess infinite weight. As the Immortal sword beneath him surged forward, the veins on his face bulged.

As Zhou Yi charged, the greatsword was lifted bit by bit. Determination appeared in Wang Lin's eyes; he absolutely could not let go now. Once he let go, he would likely never have the chance to possess this sword again for the rest of his life.

As Zhou Yi charged, the greatsword, grasped by Wang Lin through the Void Realm, gradually rose higher. The remnant gold on it now completely peeled off, revealing the pitch-black sword body beneath the gold.

The remaining gemstones on the hilt also shattered one by one, turning into fly ash and being sucked into the deep pit.

Zhou Yi let out a low roar, the power of the Immortal sword increased once more, and it forcefully rose several more feet. With Wang Lin circulating the Immortal Qi in his body and the Yellow Springs of the Dao circling and continuously weakening the suction, finally, Zhou Yi carried Wang Lin and rushed out of the deep pit!

The moment they rushed out, Wang Lin let out a shout, grabbed hard with his right hand, and the greatsword suddenly flew out and was caught by Wang Lin in his hand!

"Immense Wealth!" On the pitch-black sword body of this greatsword, there were two shallow characters carved!

Holding Immense Wealth, memories of the past flashed through Wang Lin's mind. He took a deep breath, having no time to examine it, and was carried away by Zhou Yi at extreme speed, flying along the corridor to the side.

Zhou Yi's speed was extremely fast, flashing and speeding through the corridor. Under Wang Lin's Divine Thought transmission, Zhou Yi flew toward the only exit in the Tidal Abyss, the Fire Demon Prefecture exit!

Wang Lin held Immense Wealth in his hand, took a careful look at it, and sent it into his Storage Pouch. From that one glance, he had already seen the clues within it. If his cultivation had not been sufficient, he would still not have been able to see it, but now that his cultivation had reached Soul Transformation, it was different.

But now was not the time for research. After putting it into his Storage Pouch, Wang Lin prepared to study it carefully after leaving the Tidal Abyss.

"The trip to the Tidal Abyss can be considered a success, but it is a pity that I do not know where that mysterious token is…" Wang Lin's eyes revealed deep thought.

Inside Wang Lin's Storage Pouch, the Mosquito Beast opened its eyes, a trace of confusion in them. Normally, in the space within the Storage Pouch, unless one possessed astonishing Divine Abilities, it would be absolutely impossible to sense the outside world. But at this moment, it had a feeling as if there were many familiar auras outside.

After hesitating for a moment, the Mosquito Beast could not figure it out. It glanced at the Thunder Frog, which was still sleeping, then lay on the back of the Thunder Frog and closed its eyes.

With Zhou Yi's speed, they were getting closer and closer to the exit of the Fire Demon Prefecture… Likewise, they were getting closer and closer to the mist and the large number of Mosquito Beasts surrounding Greedy Wolf and the others…

In the Demon Spirit Land, a auspicious cloud came from the south in the sky. This cloud was wreathed in Immortal Qi, as if it were a true object from the Immortal Realm, emitting bursts of rosy light. As it flew along the way, it illuminated the sky with colors.

Standing on this auspicious cloud were two people, a man and a woman. The male Cultivator had a tall and straight posture, wearing a water-blue long gown embroidered with patches of blue clouds, with even faint ripples emanating from it. His long hair was loose, revealing a handsome and resolute face.

He faced the wind, holding a verdant jade flute in his hand. As his clothes fluttered, he looked like an Immortal.

Beside him, the woman wore a light purple dress embroidered with small, pale pink Immortal flowers. Her hair was casually tied into a loose bun, with a light purple hairpin stuck obliquely in it, appearing somewhat casual yet not lacking in elegance. She was lightly made up, her vermilion lips naturally red without needing any paint.

It could be said that her skin was like congealed fat and her aura was like an orchid!

The woman would occasionally look at the male Cultivator beside her, her eyes revealing a hint of tenderness. Clearly, these two were a pair of Dao Companions.

Cloud-treading and mist-riding—ordinary Cultivators might know this Divine Ability, but the clouds they tread on are borrowed from the white clouds in the sky, and the mist they ride is the mist extracted from water vapor.

This kind of Divine Ability can only be considered low-grade and not presentable. Not only is it not fast, but it also lacks any powerful Spells. It merely has the appearance of beauty, making one look slightly like an Immortal to fool Mortals.

But this pair of Dao Companions was different. The cloud they tread on was refined from Nine Heavens Immortal Clouds. Even back in the Immortal Realm, it was a very rare type of Immortal cloud!

The miraculous aspect of this cloud lay in the fact that it naturally contained Immortal Thunder. As such, its power could naturally not be underestimated!

The older generation of Cultivators would often recognize the identities of these two as soon as they saw this Immortal cloud! Because those who could tread on Nine Heavens Immortal Clouds as casually as these two were only those at the level of the Blood Ancestor, Ling Tianhou, or the Heavenly Fate Child!

Cloud Immortal Dao Companion!

The pair of Immortal lovers who had first entered this Demon Spirit Land with the Heavenly Fate Child, Ling Tianhou, and others, and who had occupied an Immortal Cave for tens of thousands of years without leaving!

Wang Wei and Hu Juan!

The cultivation of these two was on par with the Heavenly Fate Child and the others back then. Coupled with the fact that they, as Dao Companions, were skilled in combining their attacks, even the Heavenly Fate Child was extremely wary of them.

What made the Heavenly Fate Child even more wary was the background of these two. The identities of Wang Wei and Hu Juan were extremely mysterious. Even the Heavenly Fate Child had never been able to investigate them; he only knew that these two seemed to have been cultivating for a longer time than himself.

Fortunately, these two had indifferent personalities and did not like to fight for power or form factions. As long as one did not provoke them, there would be no major issues.

If the short old man inside Wang Lin's Soul Banner were to see this pair of Dao Companions, he would definitely recognize them through gritted teeth, as these two were the very people who had snatched one of his Storage Pouches back in the day.

The two of them stepped on the auspicious cloud and headed straight for the Fire Demon Prefecture.

The moment this auspicious cloud entered the Fire Demon Prefecture, in the Dragon Pool of the Tianyao Prefecture Imperial Capital, the Ancient Demon Bero, who was in the process of Fusion, suddenly opened his eyes.

A burst of extremely bright brilliance exploded in his eyes, but immediately, this brilliance vanished.

"They have actually left their Immortal Cave… It seems I must accelerate the speed of devouring the remnant souls of other Ancient Demons…" A trace of deeply hidden wariness appeared in Bero's eyes.

The auspicious cloud entered the Fire Demon Prefecture and flew along the way. The clouds in the sky were all forced back. Even the Demon Generals and Demon Soldiers in some cities were shaken to their cores at this moment and dared not fly out to investigate.

Not long after, this auspicious cloud stopped above the exit of the Tidal Abyss. The cloud gradually dissipated, and the two people inside descended from mid-air.

"Interesting, Juan'er, there are actually some Restrictions here. Hmm, these Restrictions are quite ingenious." The man said with a smile to the woman beside him, his eyes showing interest.

The woman's eyes were filled with smiles, and her voice was gentle and pleasant as she said: "There are not many Restrictions that can make you interested."