**Golden Alarum!**

Wang Lin shook his head, his eyes holding an unsettling calm. Suidao Zi remained as he had been years prior, a mere Initial Void Nirvana cultivator. Yet, the power of his arcane arts was even weaker than before, a clear sign his wounds were far from healed.

“To slay you in such a state would be an unsatisfying victory!” Wang Lin declared, shaking his head even as the long spear of incense, Suidao Zi’s magic, drew near. With a deliberate motion, Wang Lin raised his right hand, forming a fist. He hurled it forward. “This fist is in place of Feng Zun, to shatter your traitorous disciple’s form!”

It was a simple punch, yet it carried with it a surge of overwhelming confidence that shook the very heavens. That confidence resided within this fist, and it transformed Wang Lin into a god, a master of life and death itself!

The punch collided with the incense spear, a thunderous boom echoing through the heavens and earth. The spear’s tip shattered into countless fragments. The explosion ripped through the length of the spear, causing it to groan and shudder.

Unstoppable!

The entire spear disintegrated. Within the wreckage, mournful wails arose as countless souls of incense were destroyed by the fist. Suidao Zi staggered, his eyes wide with a horrifying realization. He spat a mouthful of blood, the force of the blow sending him reeling backward. Each step he took backward caused the heavens to rumble.

Nine steps. Suidao Zi spat nine mouthfuls of blood. Cracking sounds reverberated through his body, the backlash creating a destructive force within him! His youthful appearance withered away, his features aging in an instant!

“Impossible! Impossible! What fortune have you found, to possess such terrifying power?”

After nine steps, Suidao Zi could no longer withstand the power flowing from Wang Lin’s Seven-Star Ancient God body. He was flung through the air, crashing into one of the five mountain peaks. The mountain shuddered as hairline cracks spread across its surface. With a deafening roar, the mountain crumbled, splitting apart as the massive form collapsed!

Dust billowed, sweeping across the land. Wang Lin hovered above, looking down at Suidao Zi as one would view an insect. He descended, his movements slow and deliberate. Far away, the black-robed elder who had been battling Ling Dong Shang Ren fell back, his face pale. He felt his heart trembling. He cursed Suidao Zi in his heart.

“Who is this man, to have a Third Step master as his servant! Such a being is not to be trifled with! All of this is that Suidao Zi’s fault!”

The middle-aged man who fought with Zhou Jin was likewise terrified. Zhou Jin’s strength rivaled his own, but his incense was far greater. This forced the middle-aged man to retreat, even resorting to sacrificing magical artifacts to stay alive.

“Unprofitable! Unprofitable! To offend one who enslaves Third Step cultivators for the sake of the Soul Fixing Art… this deal will be the ruin of Yun Feng Zi!”

Wang Lin’s expression remained calm, but a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. With a thunderous stride, he descended toward Suidao Zi. He raised his right hand, preparing to deliver a second blow! But at that moment, Suidao Zi wiped the blood from his lips. He abandoned the notion of using the Destruction Sect Master to break Wang Lin’s Dao heart. The Ghost Sect Demon Saint seemed indifferent to the destruction of billions of his disciples’ incense, showing no sign of intervening. Suidao Zi had been driven to the edge. He raised his head and roared. “Tai A Luo!”

As Suidao Zi’s roar echoed, a sigh resonated through the heavens and earth. Amidst the chaos, where the sky had been warped near destruction, a figure slowly emerged. This being was barefoot. He stepped forward, one step at a time.

There was no sign of origin energy in this figure. His appearance defied explanation, as if he had always been present. The barefoot man did not glance at Suidao Zi. Instead, he bowed to Wang Lin. “A cultivator who has taken on a human form, Da A Luo, greets this generation’s Feng Zun.”

Wang Lin paused, turning to face the man. His pupils contracted slightly. The sudden appearance of this barefoot man was unnerving. Wang Lin had sensed Zhou Jin and Yun Feng Zi, but this man had remained hidden. “A cultivator who has taken on a human form…” Wang Lin said not a word, and simply stared at the newcomer.

“I have no desire to be your enemy. If you release the seal upon me, I will lead all the tribes within the Cloud Sea Rift into battle for the Inner Realm! I can even slay this man for you…” The barefoot man’s voice was gentle. Suidao Zi’s face changed.

“Your matter will be dealt with later.” Wang Lin turned away. He ignored the man, instead stalking toward Suidao Zi. He moved with sudden speed, closing the distance in an instant. He raised his right hand, forming a fist once more, and unleashed another blow!

“This punch is in place of Feng Zun, to destroy your slave’s flesh!” Wang Lin’s momentum was like a raging storm. With a wave of his right hand, the heavens trembled. A whirlwind swept across the land. Behind Wang Lin, the Ancient God’s head materialized and merged into his fist, transforming it into a sky-covering hand. The fist descended with a roar! To look upon it was to see the entire heavens consumed by the shadow of that fist, plunging toward the earth! Suidao Zi’s eyes widened with a mad look. With his cultivation, he could clearly sense the killing intent and the horrifying aura emanating from the punch.

“Origin Power! Yin Yang Immortal Dragons!” Suidao Zi cried out, his face pale. His hands moved, forming hand seals with lightning speed. A black and a white stream of origin power burst from his body, coalescing into two intertwined dragons! The dragons roared, lunging toward Wang Lin’s fist! In that same instant, Suidao Zi’s eyes turned blood red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. With a flick of his sleeves, countless threads of black and white energy formed a dense net around his body. The threads pulsed with a destructive aura. With a shake of his right hand, the net shot toward Wang Lin’s descending fist.

Next, Suidao Zi tore open his storage dimension. A plethora of magical artifacts erupted from it, their dazzling lights forming a radiant scene that ascended into the sky!

All of this erupted into the heavens. When it finally slammed into Wang Lin’s phantom fist, the thunderous roar shook the world and echoed throughout the Cloud Sea.

The two dragons shrieked. They shattered upon contact with Wang Lin’s fist, exploding into oblivion. The great net, the force of the blow tearing it apart.

The storm formed by countless magical artifacts burst into pieces under the power of that punch! It seemed that within the Seven-Star Ancient God’s fist, none could resist its power. After the destruction, Wang Lin’s phantom fist slammed into Suidao Zi, sending him careening toward the ground. With a deafening boom, Suidao Zi’s chest exploded, spewing blood. His body hurtled down, following the phantom fist.

The ground trembled as Suidao Zi’s feet struck the ground, his hands raised to hold off the massive fist. Blood flowed from his lips, staining his robes. His eyes were wild, roaring as a flash of golden light shot from his mouth. Within that golden light was a golden bell. That bell hurtled toward Wang Lin’s fist! An essence of pure Immortal energy permeated the air, the bell emitting clear sounds. A wave of golden energy erupted outward, containing an ancient Immortal Dao spell. With the cultivation planet as its center, it spread at an unimaginable speed throughout the four star domains.

The vast formation of the Boundary Seal, which had sealed the Inner Realm for millennia, materialized for the first time in tens of thousands of years!

In the Cloud Sea Star Domain, the stars, along with the large arrays sealing the area, were unveiled, and a trail of cultivators traveling through the fog witnessed this and were shocked.

In the Zhao River Star Domain, warriors saw golden lights coming and exposing the Boundary Seal, and they shuddered in fear.

The cultivators trying to move stars in Luo Tian also were astonished, seeing the true view of their domain.

The same thing occurred in the Alliance Star Domain. Everyplace where these lights touched, saw this and it terrified them.

Nearly all the cultivators, saw, for the first time in their lives, that the entirety of the Inner Realm was sealed!

The seal included the Boundary Seal, its intricate web visible to all! As soon as they realized it, they lost all sense of breathing. They stood and stared at the sky.

“This is the Boundary Seal!”

“The Boundary Seal that sealed the Inner Realm for countless years! This… this…”

“So the sky we live under really is a sealed place, just like what the Cloud Sea said!”

In a hidden valley within the Cloud Sea, Hong Shan Zi’s face changed drastically. He rose to his feet, his figure ripping through the sky, and rushed toward the God Sect. “Damn it, that’s the aura of the Ancient Immortal Domain! How does Suidao Zi possess such a thing?” Within the Alliance Star Domain, a shocked cry echoed from the Corpse Yin Sect.

“An object from the Ancient Immortal Domain! It seems to be something that merges with the Seal! It must not be destroyed!” An old and ethereal figure materialized, tearing through the void as he shot toward the God Sect!