Standing on the stairway, Wang Lin looked down at Suzaku. This planet was unfamiliar, and the mountains and rivers seemed to have changed a lot. They no longer looked like they used to.
The ground was green, but it was covered in grass. As the wind blew, there seemed to be a faint fragrance filling the world.
"How interesting. Why is this place so beautiful? Look, there is even a mountain statue. Haha, this statue is not well made, too rough. It's not even as good as this king's clay figurines."
The madman clapped his hands and laughed.
The four people in front of him had solemn expressions as they stood on the stairway to heaven and bowed to the stone statue. When they heard the madman's words and laughter, aside from the old man, the other disciples all turned around and glared at him with disdain in their eyes.
This mountain statue was the mountain connected to the stairway. This was the tallest mountain in Suzaku, and someone had used a powerful spell to create a giant statue. This statue was of a cultivator wearing a long robe. His left hand formed a seal and his right hand held a giant axe. He looked up at the sky and gave off an invisible sense of majesty, as if he wanted to compete with the heavens!
The stairway connected to the bottom of the mountain. As a result, any cultivator that came to planet Suzaku on a pilgrimage would immediately see the giant mountain statue. Due to the difference in height, the closer they got, the stronger the pressure became. All the cultivators that passed by would feel their hearts tremble as if they were worshipping the statue.
This statue was of Wang Lin!
It was Wang Lin during the first battle in the Cloud Sea!
However, for some reason, the statue's face was a bit blurry, making it difficult for outsiders to see it clearly.
"This statue is the Lord of the Sealed Realm's first battle in the Cloud Sea. After he killed the Fire Sparrow Clan ancestor, Esteemed Nanzhao, he stood at the gap in the Realm Sealing Formation and fought against the invading army of Outer Realm cultivators by himself. He made it so no one dared to take half a step inside!"
The old man's voice was filled with the vicissitudes of life, causing the three disciples behind him to turn around and pay their respects to the statue.
"After the first battle, the name of the Lord of the Sealed Realm became famous in the Inner Realm. Everyone knew that he came from Suzaku and was formed by our Inner Realm cultivators. Under the leadership of several powerful seniors and with the approval of Zhou Wutai, the highest mountain was made into a statue of the Lord of the Sealed Realm." The old man's voice echoed.
Wang Lin silently stared at the statue. He gently shook his head and sighed. He vaguely remembered that this mountain used to belong to the Rosefinch Kingdom. It was the holy land of the Rosefinch Kingdom. But now, everything had changed.
Wang Lin didn't want to see this kind of change. He took a step forward and left with the madman, disappearing from the sight of the master and disciples. After they left, one of the three disciples laughed coldly.
"How can such a vulgar person come to the Lord of the Sealed Realm's hometown!?"
The two disciples beside him nodded and glared at the departing figures of Wang Lin and the madman.
"The two of them spoke rudely in Suzaku and will certainly be punished. Let's see how they will be kicked out of this planet in a sorry state."
Wang Lin slowly walked through the sky and looked at the earth below. It became more and more unfamiliar, and this unfamiliarity made him even more lonely. It was as if the world had changed, but his heart was still the same. However, under this change, it was so lonely and out of place. "
"It has changed too much … There is no longer a sense of home …" Wang Lin silently pondered and tried very hard to find even a trace of familiarity. However, his gaze fell on the earth, and as he moved forward, he still couldn't see it.
The many cultivation countries on Suzaku had changed a long time ago. The cultivators of Suzaku had become one country, and even the sects had gone from being a mess to becoming the nine great sects of Suzaku.
These nine great sects occupied most of the land on Suzaku.
As Wang Lin moved forward, he saw the Soul Refining Sect. Du Tian's kind face was still in his memory, but the Soul Refining Sect was no longer there.
The mountain had disappeared and turned into a lake. There were many pavilions around the lake, and there were waves of spiritual energy coming from it. It was another sect.
Situ Nan had awakened here, and his overbearing words about not letting it rain still echoed in Wang Lin's ears. However, he couldn't find any familiar aura here.
As Wang Lin moved forward, the Giant Demon Clan of the past appeared in his eyes and changed.
The entire area where the Giant Demon Clan was located had turned into a grassland. There were some nomadic mortals wearing simple clothes or bare-chested on the grassland. They were singing cheerful songs as they led their flocks of sheep.
There were also a few big dogs among the sheep. As they ran, they let out barks that mixed in with the songs, but there was no disharmony. Instead, they merged together and lingered in the air.
"This place … has also changed …" Wang Lin felt a sense of melancholy as he slowly walked through this world. The madman was silent behind Wang Lin. He could see the loneliness from Wang Lin's back, and he also felt homesick.
The country of Xue Yue appeared before Wang Lin after a long time. The land that was once covered in snow was no longer there.
The snow had already melted, and this place had become a dense forest. It no longer looked like it did in the past. Even the cities from back then had been toppled and turned into ruins that had been buried in the forest over the years.
Buried along with them was the special mortal capital. There was a record of Wang Lin's 100 years and the mortal child named Ceng Niu who gradually grew up.
Looking at the forest below, Wang Lin felt very uncomfortable. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart. He faintly felt that this was no longer his home … He couldn't find any familiarity with this Suzaku.
There was no familiarity, only memories. It was like a wanderer who returned home after many years, only to find that everything here was so unfamiliar. It was so unfamiliar that it made him want to cry. It was so unfamiliar that it made him sad. It was so unfamiliar that he couldn't find … his home.
Wang Lin had returned to Suzaku before and saw the changes, but it wasn't like this. This change was too sudden, and he didn't have time to adapt.
He didn't even dare to spread out his divine sense to see everything about Suzaku. Go to the country of Zhao, go to his parents' grave … He was afraid that he would continue to see the stranger there. He was afraid that he would continue to see the shadow that made him feel lonely. He was afraid that he would only be left with memories and no longer have the loneliness of home.
He was also afraid to see the cave in the Sea of Devils where he and Li Muwan lived. He was afraid to see the warm valley. He was afraid that even those would be lost.
Looking at the forest below, Wang Lin silently walked in as if he was looking for something. Finally, he pushed aside the leaves before him and saw the ruins of a city.
A few little beasts were shuttling back and forth between the collapsed houses in the wreckage of the city that was overgrown with weeds.
When Wang Lin arrived, these small beasts seemed to be frightened and ran away.
As Wang Lin walked through the ruins of the city, he vaguely felt a sense of familiarity. It was as if he was about to grasp that sense of familiarity, but a moment later, that sense of familiarity silently collapsed. He stared at the huge pit in front of the ruins. It was this pit that cut off that sense of familiarity and buried the street he once lived in.
After being stunned for a long time, Wang Lin let out a sigh and walked away.
He went to the Sea of Devils. The entire Sea of Devils was no longer there. Although the fog had dissipated, there was still a huge basin. Now it had been filled up and became the territory of one of the nine great sects.
The cave he and Li Muwan lived in was naturally gone. Wang Lin looked at all of this from the sky and felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
He originally wanted to take a look at the cave, take a look at the giant dragon, and take a look at the place where Li Muwan had spent so much effort.
He sadly turned around.
Unknowingly, Wang Lin arrived at the valley that once made him feel warm and accompanied Li Muwan as she aged. That was also where Zhou Ru grew up.
However, even this place had been wiped out and became an inland sea. It was very beautiful, very beautiful, but it gave Wang Lin even more pain … "This place is also gone …"
Suzaku's various changes made her look countless times more beautiful than before. However, this kind of beauty was only on the outside. This kind of beauty was not what Wang Lin wanted!
The world only knew that this was the hometown of the Lord of the Sealed Realm and that he wanted to transform this place into a holy land. However, they didn't understand that this kind of holy land was empty. Was this what Wang Lin wanted … All of this was just dust on the outside. Wang Lin wasn't someone who cared about appearance or reputation. He was just an ordinary person, a little cultivator who didn't care about appearance or reputation. Even though he had become the Lord of the Sealed Realm, he was still a little cultivator.
All he wanted was a home, a place where he could be at peace, a place where he could silently reminisce. All he wanted was to find a shred of familiarity. He wanted that familiarity to give him the warmth of his two thousand years of cold cultivation. But now, that warmth had become a luxury. He wanted to find it, but along the way, he couldn't find even the slightest bit of it.
Lonely, lonely.
Wang Lin turned around and looked at the madman behind him in confusion. He softly said, "Why is it like this …"
"This king thinks it's pretty, hehe …" The madman grinned and giggled.
Wang Lin silently pondered as he looked at the sky. After a long time, he let out a sigh and stepped forward. He took the madman to the place he didn't dare to go, didn't dare to see … His real home, the former country of Zhao!
In the sky, Wang Lin looked at the country of Zhao below, and his vision became blurry.
"This place hasn't changed … In front of the world, he is the Lord of the Sealed Realm and is respected by tens of thousands of cultivators. However, at this moment, he is just a wanderer who has returned to his hometown. He is just an old man who wants to see the familiar traces of the past … Below him, four cultivators from the country of Zhao had also arrived.
"This place is the place where the Lord of the Sealed Realm grew up …" The old voice slowly echoed.
There are only a few days left until the end of the month, and it is almost time for the decisive battle. It took us half a month to catch up and half a month to open up the distance. However, this is a critical moment, how can we give up!?
"In April, we will fight for first place. In May, how can we admit defeat? Fight, fight, fight, I want to fight!!
"Fellow cultivators, no matter where you come from, if you have hot blood, we can't lose!!