Against a cultivator of the Shattered Nirvana Late Stage, Wang Lin held no assured advantage. In times past, he would have resorted to coercion, but now, the third awakening of the Vermilion Bird offered him a sliver of hope! His mastery over the celestial thunder had also surged after absorbing the essence of the Lightning Flash Clan.

More importantly, he had absorbed the Battle Intent of Zhan Kongye. Though he hadn’t fully assimilated it, even a fleeting connection granted him the resolve to face the Shattered Nirvana cultivator in battle! The words of Zhan Xingye echoed in his mind: “What does a warrior of the Dao have to fear from a single fight!” Suspended in the air, the azure flame of Wang Lin’s left eye blazed, erupting from his pupil and settling as a mark upon his brow!

“I forsake the essence of life and death! Let the flame replace my mind, the comprehension of fire supplant the Dao. In this moment, I *am* the flame! I *am* the thrice-awakened Vermilion Bird!” The flame upon Wang Lin’s brow intensified, forming a vivid azure brand!

As the mark materialized, Wang Lin was no longer merely a cultivator. He was an Emissary of Flame, a master of all fire in Heaven and Earth!

He now bore a striking resemblance to the Fire Sparrow Clan, save for the color of the flame upon his brow: azure, where theirs was crimson!

The azure flame totem burned upon his brow as Wang Lin roared skyward, a sound echoed by the azure Vermilion Bird within. The cry resonated with ecstatic power! The azure bird shimmered, soaring into the heavens before plunging into Wang Lin’s brow! It was as if the Vermilion Bird had become Wang Lin’s nascent soul, now returning to its vessel!

Instantly, a new armor manifested around Wang Lin’s form, an intricate plating shaped like the Vermilion Bird, cast in pure azure. Clad in this armor, Wang Lin resembled a celestial Vermilion Bird, regal beyond measure! “I command the fires of Heaven and Earth! Gather!” Wang Lin intoned, his voice low. Immediately, the azure flames that permeated every corner of the Colorful Realm surged to life, as if answering their master’s call!

As Wang Lin’s words echoed, the heavens rumbled and boundless azure flames streamed in from all directions, from every crevice of the Colorful Realm, converging upon Wang Lin! Their speed was astonishing as they rushed towards him in a mad torrent.

From above, one would have witnessed a world of flame contracting violently, drawing into Wang Lin’s very being as its center. The process was nearly instantaneous!

The sight left the white-haired elder gasping. His hands flashed through a series of incantations, and the powers of the Reverse Cultivators descended with a deafening roar. Countless spells and formidable techniques rained down upon Wang Lin.

But the moment these attacks drew near, the sea of flame completed its convergence. Wang Lin had become a vortex of fire, drawing in all azure flame. With a thunderous impact, the descending attacks collided with the fiery vortex.

The cacophony was earth-shattering, the spectacle beyond description. The entire Colorful Realm seemed to be consumed by flame, all converging upon Wang Lin!

Amidst the continuous explosions, the fire was absorbed into Wang Lin’s armor, flowing into his brow. At that instant, the azure light emanating from Wang Lin’s brow became almost spectral!

“Fires of Heaven and Earth, heed my command! Incinerate all!” Wang Lin’s voice was calm, yet contained a searing heat that struck deep into the soul. As his words resonated, the azure light on his brow flared, and a sea of flame erupted outwards!

A wave of azure fire rolled from Wang Lin, consuming all Reverse Cultivator techniques in its path. Even the white-haired elder blanched and retreated, frantically forming hand seals to resist. But the nine beast bones surrounding him shattered, unable to withstand the fire’s power. Reduced to ash, they vanished.

In the moment the bones were destroyed, the azure flame roared towards the white-haired elder, threatening to engulf him. His face contorted in fury. He raised his right hand and touched his brow, where a fissure appeared, radiating black light like a sinister third eye!

“Descendant of the Seal Extinguishing Clan! I summon the great sealing power of my ancestors to seal his flame totem!” As the flame approached, the elder abandoned all pretense, revealing his non-cultivator origins. From the fissure on his brow, black light flashed, solidifying into a complex rune. The rune seemed to consume the elder’s life force, rapidly aging him.

With impossible speed, the dark rune shot towards Wang Lin, piercing through the azure fire and striking his brow!

Wang Lin stumbled back several paces. The azure flame totem on his brow pulsed frantically, attempting to break free from the black rune. The rune, however, resisted, and the two forces were locked in a stalemate!

In the ancient past, there existed a clan with the power to seal the heavens. So powerful were they that they once stood as the apex of the ancient peoples. Yet they were few, and now nearly extinct. Legend held that all members of the Seal Extinguishing Clan possessed the power to seal any living being. The elder was not a true member of this clan, but through strange means, he had acquired some of their bloodline, allowing him to use their sealing techniques. However, each use came at the cost of vast life force that could never be recovered.

“You might have posed a threat as a proper cultivator! But to dare mimic the marks of my ancient kin! I shall seal your flame totem and see what power you possess then!” The elder clearly feared Wang Lin’s flame. He would not have sacrificed his lifespan otherwise to cast the sealing technique. Now, he surged towards Wang Lin.

It was obvious that, in his eyes, Wang Lin, with his flame totem sealed, would be easily defeated! Though the seal would not last forever, as Wang Lin’s flame was too potent, it would last long enough for him.

Wang Lin retreated. The flame totem on his brow was trapped by the seal, its aura radiating the power to bind all living things.

As the flame totem was sealed, the sea of azure fire vanished without a trace. The Colorful Realm returned to normal as if the earlier conflagration had been a dream, with only the charred remains on the ground bearing witness to the power of the azure flames.

“Flame is not my only power. What harm can a temporary seal inflict?” As Wang Lin retreated, a lightning mark materialized in his right eye. The newly calmed Colorful Realm was instantly replaced by the deafening rumble of thunder, as endless lightning and thunderbolts erupted! The lightning mark in Wang Lin’s right eye moved and instantly appeared on his brow. The lightning mark pulsated, emanating a terrifying, primal thunder!

“I dare you to seal my lightning totem! Lightning of Heaven and Earth, heed my call!” Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed to the sky. Thunder roared, and the thunder and lightning in the Colorful Realm intensified, converging around Wang Lin and turning his location into a hellish lightning pool! “Fire Sparrow Clan, Lightning Flash Clan…impossible!” The white-haired elder stared in disbelief.

With Wang Lin’s right hand pointing skyward, he now resembled a member of the Lightning Flash Clan, possessing an even greater understanding and control over thunder!

As his right hand fell, the endless lightning that permeated the Colorful Realm surged towards the white-haired elder. The lightning pool on the ground rose up, crashing towards the elder. It was as if a heavenly tribulation had descended! And Wang Lin was the master of this tribulation!

“Even with the power of thunder, he can still battle a Shattered Nirvana cultivator. He must die! No wonder the Honored One seeks his soul. If he lives, he will become a plague upon my ancient race!” The white-haired elder roared and ascended into the sky, raising his right hand. Strange light flickered in his eyes as he manipulated the elemental forces of Heaven and Earth to gather in his palm. As the elder rose, the lightning struck. The entire area was consumed in blinding flashes.

“Die beneath the most powerful technique of you cultivators!” The elder roared and slammed his right hand forwards. A colossal palm print materialized, absorbing the energy of Heaven and Earth and growing to incredible size! “Spirit Enslaving Seal!” Wang Lin exclaimed, his eyes narrowing.

“I once trained under the Divine Sect, learning this technique. Today, I shall end you with this power. It is a fitting conclusion!” The elder was not surprised that Wang Lin recognized the Spirit Enslaving Seal. It was famous throughout the Cloud Sea.

In the elder’s hands, the Spirit Enslaving Seal radiated immense pressure, sweeping towards Wang Lin and colliding with the lightning that stood in its path, creating a deafening cacophony!

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed with battle intent. Staring at the approaching palm print, he also raised his right hand. Envisioning the seal, he slammed his hand forwards. Instantly, the elemental force of Heaven and Earth that the elder’s palm was drawing upon split, and a portion surged towards Wang Lin. In an instant, another Spirit Enslaving Seal appeared in the Colorful Realm!

The sight stunned the white-haired elder. A brief moment of shock flickered in his eyes, replaced by a cold, murderous intent!

In the Cloud Sea Starfield, the Spirit Enslaving Seal was rarely seen. Even rarer was the sight of two Spirit Enslaving Seals locked in deadly combat. Such an event might occur once in ten thousand years!

Yet, within the Colorful Realm, two Spirit Enslaving Seals were locked in a deadly battle!

Who would emerge victorious was unknown. But the moment the two Spirit Enslaving Seals clashed, the entire Colorful Realm threatened to collapse. The ground cracked open, creating vast fissures that divided the realm into two halves, separating Wang Lin and the elder. The two palm prints continued to advance towards each other at incredible speed!