The scorching sun hung high in the sky. Sun Wen was wearing a blue robe with his hands behind his back. He was sitting on a huge dragon throne in midair. Two charming women stood on either side of him. One of them was holding a large umbrella to shade him from the sun, while the other was holding a porcelain bowl with plum soup soaked in ice.
On the ground stood countless cultivators of the country. They were all holding their breaths as they waited for the foreign battleground to open up.
Among these people, aside from the elders, they were all elites of the country. They were going to the foreign battleground to train and improve their cultivation.
Of course, there were a few people who weren't welcomed by the country and would be sent to the foreign battleground to let fate decide their fate.
Time slowly passed. Although the sun was scorching hot, these cultivators weren't mortals. Their bodies could endure it and they didn't show any signs of fatigue.
However, many of the younger disciples would occasionally raise their heads to look at Sun Wen in the sky with envy in their eyes.
Sun Wen enjoyed this kind of gaze. He reached out his right hand and the woman beside him immediately brought over the plum soup. Sun Wen picked up a white jade spoon and scooped up a plum. He drank it together with the soup and immediately felt a cool sensation on his body.
This plum was no ordinary item. It was a spiritual herb that was specially grown in the country of Gong Sun. Drinking a mouthful of it could help stabilize one's cultivation.
Especially this kind of plum soup that was made with a special method, it was like the nectar of the heavens.
Without a doubt, Sun Wen was someone who knew how to enjoy himself!
At this moment, three quarters of an hour had passed. Sun Wen put down the white jade spoon and slowly said, "You all know the rules of the foreign battleground. However, I have another rule. Everything you obtain must be shown to me one by one before I can arrange it. Remember this well!"
The moment these words came out, the people below all nodded in agreement. However, there were a few Original Soul cultivators who, despite being respectful on the surface, were sneering in their hearts.
Sun Wen slapped his bag of holding and five pieces of jade flew out. He bit the tip of his finger and squeezed out five drops of blood onto the pieces of jade. Then, he threw them forward.
Immediately, the five pieces of jade shot out, turning into five rays of light that formed a circular pattern in the air. Sun Wen's hands flashed as he muttered an incantation, causing the light from the jade to grow even brighter.
After a few breaths of time, Sun Wen took a deep breath. His forehead was covered in sweat as he took out a jade bottle from his bag of holding. He poured out a few pills and swallowed them. Then, he stared at the pieces of jade in the air with a proud expression.
The five pieces of jade became brighter and brighter. Finally, a black vortex appeared inside them. The vortex devoured the light and grew larger and larger.
Not long after, the crystal light completely disappeared, leaving only a black hole that was out of place in the air. It was emitting waves of cold air, and if one looked inside, they would see some broken magic treasures, materials, and corpses floating around from time to time.
Sun Wen let out a dry cough. The pride in his eyes became even stronger as he said: "Today …" Just as he said this, his eyes suddenly widened as he stared at the black hole with shock.
At the same time, all of the cultivators on the ground sucked in a breath of cold air as they stared at the black hole in terror.
A white arm stretched out from the black hole. Then, it grabbed the edge of the black hole and tore outwards. Immediately, a huge gap was torn open in the black hole. Then, a white-robed young man slowly walked out from within.
The moment this person appeared, the sun in the sky was suddenly covered by a dark cloud and the earth darkened.
Sun Wen was dumbfounded and his heart beat like crazy. He didn't hesitate to find out that he couldn't see through the cultivation of the person that walked out from the foreign battleground. However, he grew up in a rank 4 cultivation country, so his eyes were good. After some guesses, he was able to determine that this person was at the Soul Formation stage.
He quickly stood up from the dragon throne and respectfully bowed. "Junior Sun Wen of the country of Gong Sun greets senior."
The person that walked out from the foreign battleground was naturally Wang Lin.
After he walked out, he blankly looked around. His eyes gradually narrowed as he looked at Sun Wen and slowly asked, "This place is the country of Gong Sun?"
Sun Wen felt a chill run down his spine as if his mind had been seen through. He couldn't help but become even more respectful and quickly said, "Senior, this is not the country of Gong Sun. This is junior's training ground, the country of Wu Wen, a rank 3 cultivation country."
Wang Lin pondered a bit. He had seen the country of Wu Wen on a map. It was a small country in the eastern part of the world. The distance from here to the Sea of Devils was more than half the continent of Suzaku, so it was a very long journey.
Wang Lin had traveled very far in the foreign battleground in order to collect wandering souls.
He glanced around, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared on the spot.
Seeing that Wang Lin had left, Sun Wen let out a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and was very shocked. When he saw that person, he felt like he had met his family's ancestor.
At this point, he no longer had any interest in showing off. After leaving behind a few words, he quickly flew back to his tower. He was going to report this matter to his family.
In his view, a Soul Formation cultivator that could walk out from the foreign battleground was definitely not a nobody.
When Wang Lin appeared, he was on top of a towering mountain. This mountain was called Heaven Breaking. According to the map, this was the highest mountain in the country of Wu Wen.
On this mountain, Wang Lin began to ponder. After all these years of use, he didn't have many top quality spirit stones left. These spirit stones were not common in Suzaku, so Wang Lin didn't want to waste them on traveling. He wanted to save them for his own life.
On this trip to the foreign battleground, Wang Lin's harvest was very rich. He didn't expect that after his origin soul formed, his soul devourer would also evolve.
Wang Lin gently rubbed his brow and let out a smile. He was very confident in his trip to the Celestial Realm. As long as he didn't meet any late stage Soul Formation cultivators or that girl from Xue Yue, he was 100% confident in winning against mid stage Soul Formation cultivators.
Even if it was a late stage Soul Formation cultivator, with his years of preparation, he would be able to safely escape without any danger to his life.
In fact, the reason why Wang Lin was so prepared for this trip to the Celestial Realm was not only because he wanted to obtain celestial spiritual energy, but also because he wanted to save his life.
Once the gate to the Celestial Realm opens, the cultivators that enter must be limited to the Soul Formation stage or else the gate will collapse. However, it has to be said that there will be cultivators at the Soul Formation stage or higher, which means that there will likely be Soul Transformation cultivators.
Although there won't be many people like that, there should be. Even if they limit their cultivation to the Soul Formation stage, their power is not something a normal Soul Formation cultivator can handle. Because of this, Wang Lin was prepared.
As for whether or not the Ascendant cultivators that only existed in rank 6 cultivation countries would enter the Celestial Realm, Wang Lin didn't know, but he believed that they wouldn't. After all, there weren't many Ascendant cultivators in the country of Rosefinch, no more than five.
This was the result of Wang Lin's years of cultivation, his understanding of Suzaku, and the difficulty of reaching the Soul Formation stage. Although it wasn't accurate, it wasn't far from the truth.
In truth, Wang Lin guessed too much. In the country of Rosefinch, there were only four Ascendant cultivators!
Two of them were at the early stage of Ascendant, one was at the mid stage of Ascendant, and the last one was the only late stage Ascendant cultivator. He was also the inheritor of the name "Rosefinch".
The four of them wouldn't easily leave the country of Rosefinch and they wouldn't care about anything that happened in the cultivation country. For them, very few things in the world could move their hearts.
The four of them would only act when foreign cultivators came to Suzaku to cause trouble.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and his eyes lit up. The spirit beast, restriction flag, and devil were all prepared. He also refined the fan that only had two feathers left in the foreign battleground.
As for the three mysterious sword sheaths, they were also refined by Wang Lin with his origin soul.
In addition to these, three of the more than a dozen treasures he obtained from ancient cultivators had been broken by Wang Lin and became his own treasures.
There was only one thing in his bag of holding that Wang Lin couldn't see through. It was a scroll he obtained from a normal cultivator in the Sea of Devils!
The moment the scroll was opened, it was completely dark inside, but a terrifying aura could be felt. Wang Lin had opened this scroll a total of three times!
The first time was when he was at the Core Formation stage, the second time was when he was at the Nascent Soul stage, and the third time was when he was at the Soul Formation stage. Every time he opened it, he felt something different. It was as if there was a mysterious power inside the scroll that could make one's heart tremble.
Wang Lin let out a sigh. He waved his right hand and the scroll appeared in his hand. He pondered a bit. He had already forgotten who he obtained this scroll from.
He threw the scroll into the air, then Wang Lin's origin soul left his body and began to refine it.
This was a habit he had had for the past few years. Every time he refined the scroll, he gained a bit more connection with it.
Several hours later, the sky darkened. Wang Lin's origin soul returned to his body and he put away the scroll.
"The day the heavens open should be coming soon. Now there is only one last preparation left. However, this preparation will require trees that are 100 or even 1,000 years old."
Wang Lin muttered to himself. His eyes lit up and his divine sense spread out across the entire country.
Then his body moved and he disappeared from the spot.
Three months later, Wang Lin had visited all seven of the surrounding cultivation countries. He collected some hundred year old trees and made a cave in a mountain. He then went into closed door cultivation to make wood carvings.
1,000 year old trees were too hard to find. Wang Lin still hadn't found any, and even 100 year old trees were rare.
Inside the cave, Wang Lin threw away all other trivial matters and immersed himself in carving.
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