Chapter 1502: Chapter Title: Decades of Change | Renegade Immortal

Renegade Immortal - Updated on March 3, 2025

Suffocating, the Ancient Starry Fire Finch cultivator paled, a ghastly hue spreading across his face. He fled backward with desperate speed, unsure if he could escape, his only thought a frantic, primal urge to flee!

But even the Fire Finch patriarch, resurrected in his prime, would have found no means to oppose Wang Lin’s might. Golden light blazed from Wang Lin’s eyes, engulfing the starfield. The myriad spatial rifts within its bounds, swept by this golden radiance, shattered into oblivion.

The Fire Finch cultivator barely retreated half a step before the golden light consumed him entirely. Amidst a chorus of chilling screams, his existence was snuffed out in an instant. His nascent soul, unable to offer even the slightest resistance, crumbled to dust.

Even the colossal black firebird he had conjured, poised to devour the Flame-Thunder Orb, recoiled in abject terror before the golden light. Instinct sparked within its spirit, driving it back in fear, but it too was obliterated, erased from existence by the encroaching radiance!

The Celestial Wolf clan warrior trembled. He could not witness his companion’s demise, for the world before him was now a sea of gold. Within that luminance, he glimpsed the indistinct form of Wang Lin.

That figure was the haunting specter of his nightmares these past decades. He could never forget the man who, at the breach of the Sealed Realm Array, wielding a massive axe, single-handedly halted tens of thousands of cultivators from fleeing, preventing the arrival of tens of thousands more of the Third Wave. An eternal name, forever etched in his memory.

Sealing Paragon!

One paragon standing in the way, ten thousand cultivators dare not step forward!

Especially that one strike of the axe, a cataclysmic roar that obliterated countless cultivators of the Third Wave, leaving behind a chasm of such immense scale that it persisted even now!

Each time he passed that chasm, his heart trembled. He could not forget that he had stood nearby when the axe fell, watching his comrades crumble into dust, while he alone survived, carrying a nightmare that could never be erased, fleeing in utter terror.

Today, he beheld that terrifying figure once more. Overwhelmed by indescribable fear, the Celestial Wolf clan warrior was driven not to frenzy, but to stark, raving madness! In a fit of twisted, wretched laughter, the warrior forgot to flee. His skin melted, his nascent soul disintegrated, and his entire being vanished in an instant!

All this transpired in the blink of an eye. To Wang Lin, slaying these outer realm insects was as effortless as crushing ants. He turned to face the Flame-Thunder Orb, who stood frozen, a look of fervent excitement upon his face.

“Deputy Commander of the Northwest Front of Luo Tian, fifty-third on the Paragon Sealing List, Flame-Thunder Orb, greets Sealing Paragon!” The Flame-Thunder Orb, his voice thick with emotion, swept his sleeves and bowed deeply.

“Sealing Paragon, the Inner Realm has fallen into dire straits… those Seven-Colored Realms were a trap laid by the Palm Sovereign tens of thousands of years ago. After your disappearance, Senior Crimson Rot and others used all the forces in the Inner Realm to search for them, eventually finding a total of five, including one within the Alliance Headquarters!”

“But no one could have foreseen that those five Seven-Colored Realms were part of the Palm Sovereign’s scheme. The moment the first two were breached, a vast horde of outer realm cultivators poured forth… the Second War erupted suddenly…”

“The five Seven-Colored Realms became five gateways into the Inner Realm, seized by outer realm cultivators who used them as a base to strike deep into our lands… the casualties were immense…”

“Senior Crimson Gown was sealed away in the Seven-Colored Realm of Zhao River during the Second War by the combined efforts of the Cold-Clad Child and a Great Power from the outer realm, imprisoned under the guard of thirty thousand outer realm cultivators! What now stands upon the Sealed Realm Battle Platform is but a fragment of his true self.”

“Senior South Cloud was gravely wounded by the Palm Sovereign and has been in seclusion ever since, showing no signs of recovery!”

“The Second War engulfed the Four Great Star Domains. At the most critical juncture, Immortal Emperor Azure Frost emerged from the Rain Realm, leading the Inner Realm cultivators in a desperate battle. Along with the delays by the Great Powers of Zhao River, they struggled to hold the line, but even so, they could not prevent the advance of the outer realm armies!”

“Especially the Great Powers from the outer realm, whose numbers far surpassed those within the Inner Realm. Finally, Immortal Emperor Azure Frost invoked an ancient Immortal Art, summoning the Light of Antiquity. While unleashing a devastating barrage, she sealed the connection between the Seven-Colored Realms and the outer realm, temporarily cutting off passage. Only then were we able to barely survive the Second War!”

“Those Ancient Starry cultivators who entered the Inner Realm were divided into five legions, remaining within the five Seven-Colored Realms, like five thorns driven into the heart of our Inner Realm, impossible to remove…”

“The battlefront fell into a brief lull. With the Light of Antiquity in place, the Ancient Starry cultivators from the outer realm would need time to break through. The Great Powers of the Inner Realm, after a period of recuperation, gathered all the surviving cultivators and launched the Third War, the goal of which was to shatter those five Seven-Colored Realms…”

“But in the end, only three were destroyed. The casualties on both sides were horrific. Several Great Powers from the outer realm fell, and within the Inner Realm, the cost was equally steep. Immortal Emperor Azure Frost was grievously wounded, two of the Great Powers of Zhao River perished, and the rest were forced into seclusion to heal.”

“Now, nine years have passed since the end of the Third War. According to Senior Crimson Gown’s calculations, it will not be long before the Light of Antiquity is breached by the outer realm. When that happens, the outer realm cultivators will return, launching simultaneous assaults from within and without the two remaining Seven-Colored Realms. The Inner Realm… is in grave peril…”

The Flame-Thunder Orb spoke swiftly, recounting all that had transpired in recent years. He had been severely wounded during the Third War, his cultivation diminished and never recovered. Otherwise, he would not have been hunted down by those two Nirvana Shredders. Now, overwhelmed with emotion, speaking these words caused him to cough up a mouthful of blood, his face growing ashen. His wounds had reached a critical point, on the verge of death.

“Sealing Paragon!! The Inner Realm is in danger. There is no Seven-Colored Realm in Luo Tian. The one in Cloud Sea was shattered by you in the past. Of the five we discovered after your disappearance, one was in Kun Xu, and the remaining four were all in Zhao River! As a result, when the Second War began, Zhao River was the first to fall… To this day, Zhao River remains out of our control, becoming a stronghold for outer realm cultivators, who use the remaining Seven-Colored Realm as their bastion, cruelly oppressing the cultivators of Zhao River!”

“Cloud Sea was nearly destroyed during the war in the past, but it remains under our control. Luo Tian is the most stable, with the least amount of damage. But Kun Xu is similar to Zhao River. Because of the Seven-Colored Realm at the Alliance Headquarters, it seems to have been split in half, controlled simultaneously by the outer realm and those Ancient Starry cultivators!”

“Senior Crimson Gown has repeatedly tried to destroy the two remaining Seven-Colored Realms, fearing that the Fourth War would bring simultaneous attacks from within and without, due to these two realms. But he has tried many times, and we within the Inner Realm no longer have the strength to destroy them… everyone is in seclusion…”

Wang Lin remained silent, his eyes flashing with cold light. He had not realized that while he was within the Nether Beast, time flowed differently. In the outside world, so many battles had occurred!

“Zhao River has fallen… the Alliance Headquarters has been seized by outer realm cultivators…” A killing intent flickered in Wang Lin’s eyes.

“Why are you here?” The golden light within Wang Lin’s eyes unconsciously radiated outwards, landing upon the Flame-Thunder Orb, causing the latter’s heart to tremble. That light gave him the illusion that he was nothing more than an ant, while the other was a celestial being. He had long since realized that Wang Lin was now even more formidable than before!

“Sealing Paragon once said that you would come here… I… I refused to believe that Sealing Paragon was dead, and guessed that the moment you appeared, you would come here first. That is why I have come here many times over the years…”

“In addition, I carry a mandate from Crimson Rot, to constantly monitor all changes within this Seven-Colored Realm, and report them at any time.” The Flame-Thunder Orb spoke respectfully, not daring to look Wang Lin in the eye. That golden light filled his heart with terror and awe.

Wang Lin remained silent. He raised his right hand and waved it towards the Flame-Thunder Orb. Immediately, a golden ray of light flashed forth, merging into the Flame-Thunder Orb’s body. The Flame-Thunder Orb shuddered, his face contorting with bulging veins. Profuse sweat poured from him, and yet his eyes shone ever brighter.

A moment later, he let out a painful roar. The sweat pouring from his body was pitch black, with a faint, acrid stench. But the aura around him, previously scattered, immediately coalesced, and seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough!

In an instant, the Flame-Thunder Orb’s eyes shone brightly, and his white hair turned black. The old man was transformed into a man in the prime of his life. He looked down at his body in disbelief, his face filled with emotion.

“This… This… Thank… Thank you, Sealing Paragon!!” The Flame-Thunder Orb’s eyes burned with fervor, and he bowed deeply towards Wang Lin. He clearly felt that with the merging of that golden light, his body had undergone a complete transformation, as if reborn. The golden light contained a suffocating power that had fundamentally changed him!

He did not know what that golden light was, but he vaguely guessed that its origin was extraordinary!

“Follow me, and destroy this realm!” Wang Lin turned and strode towards the depths of the starfield, towards the former Alliance Headquarters, now the Seven-Colored Stronghold occupied by the outer realm cultivators.

One sentence, radiating confidence and determination, echoed in the Flame-Thunder Orb’s ears, filling him with an inexplicable sense of certainty. It was as if as long as Wang Lin went there, no matter how dangerous the Seven-Colored Realm at the Alliance Headquarters might be, nothing could stop his advance. No matter how much power stood in his way, it could not withstand his arrival!

A murderous intent flashed in the Flame-Thunder Orb’s eyes, and he nodded fiercely, suppressing his excitement as he followed behind Wang Lin. He gazed at Wang Lin’s back, a slight golden light emanating from it, and vaguely felt that the other did not belong to this realm.

That golden light filled him with awe, and even an urge to prostrate himself in worship.

“Sealing Paragon, within the Seven-Colored Realm at the Alliance Headquarters, there is the Deputy President of the Ancient Starry Assembly, Celestial Omen Grandmaster. He is also a Great Power, with a cultivation at the initial stage of Emptiness Spirit! Furthermore, within the Alliance Headquarters, there are still a large number of magical treasures and formations left behind by the Cultivation Alliance. Even Heavy Xuanzi has not died. He has become a lackey of the outer realm!” The Flame-Thunder Orb said respectfully, following behind Wang Lin.

“It matters not.” Wang Lin’s voice was calm as he strode forward, drawing ever closer to the Cultivation Alliance Headquarters.

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