History’s Number 1 Founder

Translator:Sparrow Translations Editor:Sparrow Translations

Another piece of news was quickly announced to the Greater World.

Emperor Jue, Xuan Shang, had been forced back into the Black Sea and was currently sealed inside, and he was unable to come out.

Thus came another uproar inside the Grand Celestial World. The Emperor of Extremity, Shen Yuan, had been slain and Xuan Shang was thoroughly defeated and subsequently locked inside the Black Sea.

Lin Feng killed Shen Yuan with a clean swipe of his sword, while Xuan Shang’s circumstance further proved Lin Feng’s strength. He didn’t slay Shen Yuan by chance or by luck – his power was unquestionably superior to his opponent.

Everybody inside the Greater World were now focused on the Spirit Sea deep inside void space, and everyone wanted to know how the situation in the Spirit Sea would unfurl.

Did Lin Feng’s display of power and might mean that the Spirit Sea was bound to be his?

Lin Feng’s three avatars were sitting upon the Origin Golden Cup inside the Spirit Sea at this moment. Streaks of light seemed to envelope their bodies.

The golden lake water below them were starting to dry up.

The turbulent Sprit Sea seemed to regain its tranquility. Spiritual energy surged through the skies, and the great Dao bursting through heaven and earth seemed to disappear. Light beams could only be seen in the region near Lin Feng’s three avatars as they connected to Lin Feng.

Yang Qing and the White Tiger Grand Sage stood beside Lin Feng in silence. An enormous rainbow stretched across the skies in the distance and transformed into the Higan Golden Bridge before it appeared before them.

Zhu Yi stood side by side with Yue Hongyan on the bridge. Yang Qing saw them and said with a smile on his face, ”Second senior brother, fourth senior sister, congratulations on your victories.”

Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan smiled in response and said, ”Sorry for making you wait for such a long time.”

Yang Qing shook his head and said, ”Nonsense. Watching your battles has been beneficial for me too.”

His gaze turned towards another direction as he spoke. A white cloud energy soared across the skies and departed the Spirit Sea – it was the current leader of the Great Void Sect, Lin Daohan.

The most prodigal and outstanding individual in the current generation of disciples from the Great Void Sect, even when compared to the sect’s history, was still defeated by Zhu Yi in the end.

However, he was calm as he passed through the inter-world crack connecting the Spirit Sea and arrived in the void space outside.

The crack of the Death Sea gradually closed up. Lin Feng, the Great Void Holy Man, Shakyamuni all stabilized the path to the Spirit Sea.

Lin Daohan came out of the Spirit Sea and arrived before the Tai Yi Holy Man. The first person he greeted was the Great Void Holy Man.

The Great Void Holy Man’s eyes were like water, and he was as composed as ever while his attitude was casual. He nodded his head with a smile on his face but said nothing.

Lin Daohan greeted the Great Void Holy Man before he stood up straight and greeted the Tai Yi Holy Man and the others. He shook his head lightly and said, ”I’m not as good as he is.”

The Tai Yi Holy Man said slowly, ”To do everything you can, and to reconciliate with the past is enough.”

The Xuan Yi Holy Man nodded, while the Zheng Yi Holy Man heaved another faint sigh.

Zhu Yi didn’t say anything as he watched Lin Daohan’s shadow depart the Spirit Sea. Yang Qing muttered, ”He’s quite the individual of this generation.”

At this moment, Lin Feng’s voice rang out in his years. ”Yang Qing, your opportunity is coming.”

Yang Qing’s body trembled all over. Zhu Yi, Yue Hongyan, and Yang Qing turned towards another direction and the void tore open as Wang Lin and Shi Tianhao came out from within.

Zhu Yi, Yue Hongyan, and Yang Qing all smiled when they saw Wang Lin and Shi Tianhao. Zhu Yi glanced at Wang Lin and said with a smile, ”Congratulations, third junior brother.”

The Higan Golden Bridge beneath his feet quivered faintly, and a warm smile appeared on Wang Lin’s face as well. The light projection above his head vanished, and the Fengdu Necropolis that seemed to exist with Samsara and space-time for eternity flashed by.

Yue Hongyan and Yang Qing’s eyes sparkled as they said in unison, ”Congratulations, third senior brother.”

Wang Lin nodded in their direction before he gazed at Yang Qing and said softly, ”Fifth junior brother, I can try inside the Spirit Sea.”

Yang Qing took a deep breath and tried his best to pacify his emotions. ”Let’s wait for master to finish assimilating the Spirit Sea.”

Lin Feng smiled outside the Spirit Sea and said, ”That’s not necessary.”

Yang Qing nodded his head slowly and heavily. He opened his palm, and a sand grain appeared in the center. He propelled it into the sky and it landed before Wang Lin.

Wang Lin extended his finger solemnly and tapped lightly on the sand grain. The sand grain flickered in the void and immediately vanished.

Layers of light spun circled around Wang Lin’s head, and the Fengdu Necropolis revealed itself in its entirety.

The sand grain appeared once more, and descended onto the Biliang Slope of the Road to River Styx, which led to the Hell’s Gate within the Fengdu Necropolis.

A formless gust of wind seemed to billow, and it the sand grain was blown towards the Fengdu Necropolis. It travelled along the Road of the River Styx, entered the Fengdu Necropolis, went onto the Narakade Bridge, crossed the River of Forgetfulness, before it finally reached the Yama Imperial Pavilion.

The Yama Imperial Pavilion’s gates opened wide as black and white light wheels spun around rapidly, revealing the Three Life Stone.

There was a shadow reflected on the Three Life Stone at this moment. It appeared like a smaller version of the Fengdu Necropolis, yet it also seemed like an enormous wheel that rotated continuously.

The wheel rotated extremely slowly, and it appeared as dense and weighty as ever.

Outside the Spirit Sea, Shakyamuni’s eyes were initially closed but he suddenly opened his eyes and stared into the Spirit Sea. He watched the Fengu Necropolis above Wang Lin’s head, and he didn’t bother about the Three Life Stone or anything else – his gaze was fixed upon the gradually rotating wheel inside the Three Life Stone.

Shakyamuni tilted his head after one glance sand muttered, ”The Wheel of Predestination?”

With that, he closed his eyes once more and disappeared into the Chaos, as if he was gone.

Wang Lin seemed to feel Shakyamuni’s eyes and he glanced backwards but said nothing.

His figure disappeared before Zhu Yi and the others, and he reappeared on the throne inside the Yama Imperial Pavilion.

Wang Lin began to cast a spell with one hand, while he extended a finger with the other hand and pierced through the Three Life Stone, and he tapped lightly on the wheel that resembled an entire city.

The wheel suddenly changed direction, and actually began to spin in the opposite direction.

This was the last mantra of Wang Lin’s Six Mantras of River Styx, after the Road to River Styx, the River of Forgetfulness, the Narakade Bridge, the Yama Imperial Pavilion, and the Three Life Stone.

The Life Reversal Wheel!

This mantra, along with the Road to River Styx and the other mantras, had been integrated into the Fengdu Necropolis.

The entire necropolis started trembling vigorously, and the Spirit Sea that had originally settled down began to burst with rays of light once more.

Countless light beams congregated together and formed a radiant and blinding light pillar that stretched between heaven and earth. The light pillar was dissimilar to normal light, and it portrayed a vivid black color.

Light shadows could be seen drifting around inside this black light pillar. These light shadow represented various forms of life, but these forms of life immediately wilted and died in the next moment, and only a field of white ones and barrenness remained.

However, this scene didn’t give others a sinister or terrifying feeling. One would feel that this was what should happen, and one would watch on calmly as if staring at all life returning to their final destination and returning to eternal peace.

On the other side, countless light beams merged together and transformed into another sprawling light pillar. It was opposite to the black light beam, and this one displayed conspicuous white hues.

Similar light shadows shimmered within this light beam. However, they were full of life and vitality as they grew and flourished, while new life was born into this world continuously.

The thick black pillar and the dense white pillar were like two soaring dragons in the sky as they waltzed and rippled incessantly between heaven and earth. They took opposite ends before they congregated upon Wang Lin’s Fengdu Necropolis.

With the Fengdu Necropolis at the center, the black and white light pillars circulated around inside the Spirit Sea.

Everyone watched closely as the two light pillars surged into the Fengdu Necropolis, before they entered the Yama Imperial Pavilion and everything condensed into the light shadow within the Three Life Stone.

The wheel was rotating in the opposite direction, and its rotational speed was becoming faster and faster.

The sand grain hovered in void space, before it flew towards the light shadow.

The sand grain entered the wheel’s light shadow, and the wheel started rotating slowly once more.

Yang Qing’s heart skipped a beat as he turned towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at Yang Qing. It had been many years since he had seen Yang Qing display such weakness.

Wang Lin even felt a little dazed in that moment, as if he had returned to the distant past. During that time, Yang Qing had just joined the sect to become his junior brother, and even though he had already gone through the pain of losing the Cloud Water Cave, he was still bashful and warm.

Lin Feng’s three avatars didn’t do anything atop the Origin Golden Cup. They were just sitting there as they had been, while Lin Feng’s original body in the Chaos outside the Spirit Sea smiled and tapped out with his finger.

Streaks of light burst forth as the Taiji Yuan Treasure Light descended upon the inter-world crack and into the Spirit Sea.

Lin Feng’s Taiji Yuan Treasure Light expanded above the Fengdu Necropolis. Light beams surged around and intertwined before they permeated the heavens, and formed something like a patch of light mist that blanketed over the Fengdu Necropolis that flickered with the two pillars of black and white, life and death.

The light mist was obscure and blurry, and it appeared extremely illusory and surreal.

However, once the light fog covered everything, the virtual rotating wheel inside the Yama Imperial Pavilion began to spin faster.

Yang Qing felt a little nauseous and fatigued at this moment, but he quickly snapped out of it and bowed respectfully to Lin Feng outside the Spirit Sea, before he turned towards Wang Lin with an apologetic look on his face.

Wang Lin was still sitting on the throne high up inside the Yama Imperial Palace. He met Yang Qing’s gaze, and smiled as he shook his head.

He understood what Yang Qing was thinking inside. He knew that men cried too, but their tears didn’t come easy and only came when they were truly hurt. Yang Qing had become more mature, more capable, and more experienced over the years, but Yang Qing was still his junior brother.

Wang Lin himself had soft spots in his heart as well.

There were just very few who had seen and could see this side of Yang Qing or of him. They didn’t have to hide anything in front of their own brothers and sisters.

Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan stood beside Yang Qing, and they were both watching him smiles on their faces. Yang Qing even seemed to blush, and this was also a miraculous sight in recent years.

However, what was even more seldomly seen came afterwards.

Yang Qing stared at the sand grain and at the rotating wheel. The black and white light pillars were absorbed inside, and they transformed gradually. When a blurry human figure appeared from within, Yang Qing lowered his head.

Yang Qing’s immortal soul human form was sobbing, and his tears trickled down and into the Spirit Sea…