Chapter 32: Lin Jin Goes into Seclusion

**Chapter 32: Lin Jin Goes into Seclusion**

### **First Act: Return to Ruins as a Coffin · Chaos as a Furnace**

The silver-white Burial Fire condensed into a nine-fold coffin array deep in the Return to Ruins, and Lin Jin sat cross-legged in the array eye, the "Lin" patterns on his mysterious robes resonating with the star remains. The chaos wine stain left behind by Xiaoyaozi before he left floated above his head, the wine fragrance transforming into ten thousand threads, connecting the Ancestral Dragon skeleton, the Void Poison black tide, and the Coffin Keeper Seal into a tripod furnace.

"This furnace is named 'Burial Dao', even your master Xuan Su didn't dare to use it back then." Ling Yue's fingertips tapped lightly in the void, and chaotic Qi surged from the peach wood talisman, "Jin'er, stepping in is a life of nine deaths, if you regret now..."

"Mother, I am surnamed Lin." Lin Jin interrupted her, leaping into the furnace, "The debt of the Burial Coffin Clan, it's time to clear it."

#### **Inside the Furnace · Refining the Heart into Fire**

The moment the furnace door closed, Lin Jin's consciousness was torn in half—

His left eye reflected Ao Tian's roar in the gourd: "Grandson! Being an enemy of the Dragon Clan, you will surely suffer heavenly condemnation!"

His right eye revealed Ling Wuji's cold sneer manipulating the Burial Fire puppets: "Burial Coffin Clan? Just firewood for my Immortal Sect's refining!"

The silver-white Burial Fire suddenly went berserk, turning into chains that pierced Lin Jin's immortal soul. He suddenly realized that this fire actually hid the loneliness of Lin Xuan Su's ten thousand years of solitary guarding, and every cluster of flames was a tear shed when the ice coffin shattered.

"So this is the true Burial Fire..."

Lin Jin tore open his chest, introducing the Virtual Number black tide into his heart. In the excruciating pain, the Burial Coffin Seal transformed into a chaotic brand, resonating with Xiaoyaozi's wine marks into a song.

### **Second Act: Three Lives Heart Inquiry · Nine Calamities Soul Forging**

**First Calamity · Dragon Emperor's Lament**

The ancestral dragon's remnant soul seeped out from the furnace wall, the Reverse Scale piercing into Lin Jin's spine: "Why not inherit the glory of the Dragon Clan?!"

Lin Jin crushed the Reverse Scale, letting the dragon blood stain the Burial Fire red: "Glory? Just a facade eaten away by Virtual Number poison!"

**Fifth Calamity · Xuan Su's Inquiry**

Lin Xuan Su's phantom manifested from the fire, the ice coffin crushing Lin Jin's right shoulder: "The Burial Coffin Clan needs to sever the seven emotions, you can't let go of your mother, how can you guard the Dao?"

"If guarding the Dao requires severing emotions, this Dao... I won't guard it!" Lin Jin tore the ice coffin to pieces in reverse, and the silver-white Burial Fire revealed warmth for the first time.

**Ninth Calamity · Xiaoyao's Drunkenness**

The chaos wine aura condensed into the likeness of Xiaoyaozi, the gourd inverted over his crown: "Kid, do you dare to drink this mouthful of Reincarnation Wine?"

Lin Jin snatched the gourd and drank deeply. As the wine burned through his Dantian, he glimpsed the deepest secret of the Immortal Sect—the chaotic brands on the foreheads of the nine Burial Fire puppets were actually of the same source as his own Burial Coffin Seal!

### **Third Act: Furnace Broken, Heaven Startled · Chaos Brand Changes**

Forty-nine days later, the Return to Ruins shook violently.

The remnants of the Supervision Hall looked at the chaotic light pillar rising into the sky, only to see Lin Jin stepping out of the coffin. His dark robes turned into star gauze, and the silver-white Burial Fire flowed with golden wine-scented patterns, the "Lin" character in his left eye transforming into Xiaoyaozi's gourd seal.

Ling Yue's peach wood talisman suddenly cracked, and she sensed the ancient aura dormant in her son's body that was even older than the ancestral dragon: "Jin'er, what exactly did you see in the furnace?"

"Saw how the Immortal Sect died." Lin Jin laughed lightly, the wine vapor condensing into a war challenge, shooting toward the Thirty-Three Immortal Realms, "Burial Fire puppets? Just defective products of my Burial Coffin Clan."

### **Fourth Act: Immortal Sect Trembles · Wuji's Chaotic Plot**

Before the Observation Mirror, the puppet command talisman in Ling Wuji's hand suddenly ignited itself. The nine Burial Fire puppets rebelled collectively, blasting three main peaks of the Immortal Sect into dust. He frantically calculated the heavenly secrets, but saw chaotic brands of Lin Jin appearing on the core of every puppet—

"Xiaoyaozi! Not even sparing the puppets?!"

Wine rain suddenly descended from the dome of the Immortal Hall, and Lin Jin's voice transmission drifted in the rain: "Immortal Sect Leader, this exit gift... are you satisfied?"

### **Final Act: Supervision Changes Flags · Chess Game of the Heavens Starts**

New flags rose from the ruins of the Supervision Hall, with a dark base and silver fire patterns. Lin Jin stood under the banner, behind him were the reborn Burial Fire Guards and the defected Immortal Sect puppets.

"Master, nine Immortal Sect elders have come to surrender with three million disciples!"

"Dragon Clan Ao Hui requests an audience, willing to exchange the Ancestral Dragon Marrow for Ao Tian's life!"

Lin Jin brushed over the chaotic gourd he had newly refined at his waist, his gaze piercing through the Immortal World: "Master, this game of chess... it's time to close the game."

Deep in the Return to Ruins, Xiaoyaozi's wine marks suddenly swelled, engraving the final prophecy on the Star Dome—

**"Drunk and buried for three thousand days, the coffin opens and all things are born."**