As the collapsing veins of earth-fire and the dragon-soul’s demise shattered, a vast, fiery essence enveloped Wang Lin, shielding him within its incandescent embrace. Outside the inferno’s core, sixteen phantom fire-dragons roared, circling the immense fire-affinity, linked to it in a spectral dance. Within the heart of the blaze, one could glimpse the form of a Vermillion Bird, stirring in its nascent state!

From afar, the fiery spectacle resembled a colossal egg, within which a wondrous transformation was surely unfolding.

As the echo of Wang Lin’s voice reverberated through the air, the side of the fire-sphere facing Du Qing twisted and writhed, rapidly coalescing into a visage. It was a countenance of stark coldness, the features of Wang Lin himself! The fiery apparition fixed its gaze upon Du Qing, its lips parting to speak in a glacial tone.

“A mere three sources of power… Source of Thunder, manifest!” As Wang Lin’s words hung in the air, the heavens themselves trembled. The lightning sigil etched upon his right eye erupted forth, transforming into a thunderbolt of celestial might, crashing down with earth-shattering force.

The very skies recoiled at its appearance, as if countless spectral lightning bolts were summoned from the corners of creation, converging upon this singular point. Each crackling strike carried the weight of the heavens, and as they amassed, the ghostly outline of a colossal war chariot began to materialize.

The chariot appeared wrought of bronze, yet it was composed entirely of swirling thunder. Six immense bolts of lightning connected to it, as if pulling it forth across the very fabric of reality. Upon the chariot stood a vague, indistinct figure, shrouded in a cloak of sapphire blue, its true form obscured from view.

“Im-Impossible… that is the Thunder Emperor’s Chariot, a Thunder Source transformation! Only one who has cultivated the Thunder Source to its most profound depths could summon such a manifestation! This man… this man not only possesses the Fire Source, but the Thunder Source as well!” Du Qing’s expression hardened, though he wasn’t surprised Wang Lin had two sources, what shocked him, was the Thunder Source summoned a Thunder Emperor’s Chariot!

“Source of Life and Death, manifest!” The fiery visage of Wang Lin spoke again, its voice resonating with an otherworldly power.

At this command, a wisp of ethereal white descended from the thunderous heavens, while a hunched figure of pure black emerged from the trembling earth. The two energies intertwined, forming a swirling vortex that hovered near Wang Lin.

An aura of life and death permeated the air, radiating outwards from the vortex. The Source of Illusion, which Wang Lin had long since proven impervious to the changes of the Immortal-Astral Continent, now appeared alongside the Life and Death Source, unleashing an essence of both creation and decay. Two forces, normally inimical to one another, now merged in perfect harmony.

“The Source of Illusion!! This man… this man is just like me, two real and one illusion!” Du Qing’s face darkened. He had anticipated some of this, but only to a point, as he originally thought Wang Lin only had one real source.

“So that is why you were so arrogant, you actually had three sources! However, even three…” Du Qing growled, but was cut short by Wang Lin’s interruption.

“Three, you say…? Source of Karma, Source of Truth and Falsehood, rise forth!” Wang Lin’s words sent a tremor through Du Qing’s soul, causing him to recoil in disbelief. He saw before Wang Lin two more colossal vortexes beginning to form!

One of the vortexes shifted rapidly between illusion and reality. Du Qing, upon glancing at it, felt his mind being drawn into its depths, lost in a whirlwind of phantasms. This sensation sent shivers down his spine.

The other Source swirled with the tangled threads of Karma, a tapestry so complex and vast that it defied comprehension. It was a realm of chaos, as impenetrable as Karma itself, obscuring the very nature of existence.

“Three Illusion Sources… This man possesses such fortune, to have obtained three Illusion Sources!!” Du Qing’s eyes widened with shock, causing him to stumble back. Even the Fire and Earth Sources within his grasp seemed to dim in the face of such power.

“Three illusion and two real… what manner of being is this? To possess five sources… even within the Great Soul Gate, such a thing is unheard of!!” Du Qing reflected on his own earlier arrogance, realizing that three sources were indeed paltry in the eyes of his adversary.

“What if you have five sources, many sources does not mean you’re strong!” Du Qing was once again shocked, but he still bit his teeth and shouted.

“Five, you say? Source of Slaughter, emerge!” Upon Wang Lin’s fiery visage, a fissure tore open upon his brow, unleashing a chilling wave of desolation. The murderous aura was so potent that red snowflakes began to fall from the heavens, cloaking the land in a crimson shroud.

Amidst this chilling display, Du Qing staggered back, his gaze upon Wang Lin transforming from astonishment to stark terror!

“Slaughter… the Source of Slaughter!! You dare possess the Source of Slaughter!?” Du Qing nearly shrieked, for the Slaughter Source was even rarer than the illusory ones. To possess even a single fragment of it was to command supreme power!

The manifestation of the Slaughter Source meant a soul had been stained with blood, from slaying countless beings. At least, that was what Du Qing believed.

“Damnable, he possesses a Slaughter Source! How many souls has he taken? This… this is an unparalleled fiend!!”

“Source of Restriction, I command you forth!” Wang Lin’s voice struck Du Qing like a physical blow, forcing him to retreat once more, back across several dozen yards. He saw that Wang Lin’s pupils were now streaked with crimson veins. These bloody strands coalesced, swarming outwards to encircle the battlefield, transforming into a prison of restrictions. The very essence of restriction burst forth!

“Seven sources!! Not six, but seven!! He… he…” Du Qing stumbled again, his gaze fixed upon the seven Sources hovering between him and Wang Lin. His scalp tingled with dread, and his mind threatened to shatter under the weight of this revelation.

Wang Lin’s revelations were too many! This particular event was greater than any he has ever experience, that the need to run away appeared inside his head.

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“To possess seven Sources, master a multitude of ancient techniques, forcefully absorb the earth-fire veins, and conjure a Thunder Transformation… Such a being is not to be trifled with!!” It was not that his own cultivation was lacking, but rather that facing Wang Lin, Du Qing sensed an endless well of terrifying secrets, of hidden trump cards yet to be revealed!

Especially the previous two attacks did not even make a scratch on him, it meant Wang Lin was at least close to his level! That with Wang Lin’s secrets would make it impossible to win. In Du Qing’s careful mind he could not be in this fight!

“Seven Sources or not!! Face me and fight with me!” Du Qing ground his teeth, for even in retreat, some semblance of honor must be maintained. To flee without a word would be too humiliating.

“You truly wish to fight?” Within the fiery sphere, Wang Lin’s apparition flickered, his eyes glowing with an ominous light. As he spoke, an aura of unimaginable power erupted from the heart of the blaze. This power was cataclysmic, and the instant it washed over Du Qing, his fear spiked to a fever pitch. He recoiled without hesitation, and saw in the distorting face of Wang Lin, that golden lights shined from it.

A light of gold illuminated everything around, as if the sun had suddenly risen over the world. In the deep heart of gold, a gold seal, the size of a human head, slowly float forth!

As it appeared, the golden light shined even brighter, consuming everything inside of it. This light carried a strong aura of immortal bloodline, but also, it contained something so much more that made Du Qing’s very soul shake. The aura that was inside, made others insane!

“A…A Grand Empyrean…” Blood trickled from the corner of Du Qing’s mouth, and he retreated. This seal’s appearance hurt his very soul and he knew that this was a manifestation of power of the Grand Empyrean, a manifestation made of heavenly powers.

The actual power of this item was small, but its true power was the fear that it brought to others. Not even the Great Soul Gate, or the Returning Sect, would face someone with this seal. They would quiver at the thought of confronting the seal and the person that holds it!

Because such a treasures that were made by a Grand Empyrean, the seal was created for only the person that was given it! So it was considered a taboo to get this item from someone else. The person was to not be touched.

With Du Qing’s cultivation, he could not tell from which Grand Empyrean this seal belonged to. What he knew was that the presence was too great, too powerful! This presence belong to a Grand Empyrean! Du Qing spat out another mouthful of blood, as he looked at Wang Lin with rage.

“God dammit, you had such a treasure! You should have taken it out sooner! If you did, I would have not chase after you. If you have destroyed everything from Canglong Sect, I would have looked away!”

“Bastard… You’re just scamming me!!! You can’t do this!! This is too much!!” Wang Lin was slightly startled at Du Qing’s reaction. He didn’t expect such power to be in this seal. It made Du Qing spew blood and run away, and shout about it.