Chapter 555

Myriad Phenomena Realm breakthrough?

There was doubt in Lin Chen's eyes. Could it be that this First Supreme Elder of the sect was about to reach the God level?

"Lin Chen, with your current potential, you have a chance to step into the Myriad Phenomena Realm in the future. The Myriad Phenomena Realm is known as the top of the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao, but there are also differences between Myriad Phenomena Realm practitioners."

Ye Feiran saw Lin Chen's doubt and explained: "You only need to know that your Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin is at a critical step."

Ye Feiran didn't tell Lin Chen too much information about the Myriad Phenomena Realm. Knowing too much would instead make Lin Chen fall into confusion while in the Xiantian Realm.

"The disciple understands, so we don't need to have a real decisive battle with the Eight Desolations Sect now, we just need to drag it out until Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin succeeds in breaking through."

Lin Chen suddenly realized. The Eight Desolations Sect was afraid that Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin would succeed in breaking through, so they started a war against the sect. The purpose should be to make Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin distracted and unable to succeed in breaking through.

This is the reason why the sect is willing to give up territory now.

Not fighting for temporary victory or defeat, preserving fresh forces, waiting for Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin to succeed in breaking through, and then what was lost on the battlefield could naturally be taken back.

However, after Lin Chen finished speaking, the expressions of Ye Feiran and another old man sank.

Thump!

Seeing the expressions of the two Supreme Elders, Lin Chen had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Lin Lin Shidi Ye, let Lin Chen come to see me."

Before Ye Feiran could speak, a gentle voice suddenly came.

"Lin Lin Shidi understands."

Ye Feiran responded across the air and looked at Lin Chen: "Come with me, Lin Lin Shixiong wants to see you."

Crossing the Canglan clouds and mist, Lin Chen followed Ye Feiran silently and finally stopped in front of a bamboo forest.

It was just that the bamboo that should have been evergreen actually showed signs of decay, the bamboo surface was yellow, and the branches and leaves were sparse.

Ye Feiran looked at this decaying bamboo, with a look of sadness in his old eyes, but he still took Lin Chen into the bamboo forest.

In the center of the bamboo forest, in a simple bamboo house, a middle-aged man was sitting on a bamboo chair at this moment, looking at Lin Chen with a smile. The wisdom that seemed to be able to see through everything was revealed in those eyes.

"Disciple Lin Chen greets the Supreme Elder."

Although from his appearance, this one was younger than Supreme Elder Ye, Lin Chen knew that after stepping into the Myriad Phenomena Realm, one could keep their appearance unchanged. Supreme Elder Yin had the appearance of a middle-aged man, which meant that when Supreme Elder Yin stepped into the Myriad Phenomena Realm, his age was no more than seventy.

Xiantian martial artists have vigorous blood, and they can maintain a middle-aged appearance under seventy.

Facing this one, Lin Chen was very respectful. The feeling this one gave him was no less than that of Senior Jiang, the owner of the Martial Garden on Canglan Island.

"Relax a bit."

Yin Wushuang had a peaceful smile on his face: "You are very good, even more excellent than I imagined."

"The disciple is ashamed."

"At this age, the physical body is nearly perfect, the soul has reached the Xiantian Sixth Realm, and there is a Martial Soul to rely on. If you are ashamed, let alone my Canglan Sect, wouldn't all the martial arts geniuses in the entire Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao have to commit suicide?"

Lin Chen's pupils condensed. He didn't expect that this Supreme Elder Yin actually knew his strength so well.

"Feiran once told me last time that there was something unusual about your soul. Feiran didn't know that this was the prototype of a Martial Soul."

Ye Feiran on the side had no change in his expression. He indeed didn't know what a Martial Soul was.

Since Lin Lin Shixiong came out of seclusion, he had told Lin Lin Shixiong about some of Lin Chen's situations, but Lin Lin Shixiong didn't enlighten him. Thinking about it... Lin Lin Shixiong was waiting for Lin Chen to return.

"Cultivate well, the future of the sect depends on you young people."

Yin Wushuang gave Lin Chen an encouraging look, and then closed his eyes. Lin Chen was stunned. Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin saw him just to say such an encouraging word?

Originally in his imagination, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin might guide his martial arts cultivation or give him some precious resources, but there was nothing, as if it was purely to see him once. Now that he had seen him, he was satisfied.

"Disciple takes his leave."

Although there was doubt in his heart, Lin Chen still respectfully saluted and retreated.

Returning to his residence, Lin Chen felt the coldness for the first time.

In the entire area where personal disciples lived, there was no one else except himself. Not only in the personal disciple area, but even in the area where inner sect disciples lived, there were far fewer people than before.

The next day.

Lin Chen received a letter sent by Master. Obviously, Master should have received the message from Lin Lin Shixiong and the others, knowing his current strength. The letter expressed gratification, but more of it was entrusting him to stay well in the sect.

On the third day, Sect Master Ji Cangtian came to the courtyard where Lin Chen lived.

"Disciple greets the Sect Master."

"This is what Martial Uncle Yin asked me to give you."

Ji Cangtian gave Lin Chen a jade slip. Lin Chen took it with doubt. Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin gave it to him?

Could it be some technique?

"What is inside the jade slip, this seat also doesn't know. You just look at it."

Ji Cangtian didn't stay in Lin Chen's courtyard for long. The situation on the front-line battlefield changed at any time, and as a Sect Master, he had to pay attention to the battle situation at all times to make arrangements.

"What did Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin give me?"

Lin Chen put his spiritual sense into it and found that this jade slip was more like a notebook.

Inside, it was Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin's martial arts experience.

【My original name was Yin An. I practiced martial arts when I was young, became a disciple under the Master at fifteen, ranked First Rank at sixteen, defeated all senior brothers in the sect who had not entered the Xiantian realm with three punches, entered the Xiantian realm at eighteen, ascended to the first place on Mount Wudao at nineteen, and the Sect Master gave me the name Wushuang...】

【For the next ten years, I traveled outside, defeating many geniuses of various sects. In my eyes, the geniuses of various sects were all vulnerable. I didn't bother to remember their names. After defeating the geniuses of twenty-four sects, I was lonely because of being invincible. Among the people in the world, there was no enemy who could fight me.】

Seeing these two lines of text, besides knowing Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin's glorious past, Lin Chen also felt the posture of invincibility. An invincible young figure jumped in front of him.

The text in this jade slip was not a simple record, but carried Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin's martial arts will.

The young man hung on the top of the mountain, and behind him were figures of unwillingness and submission.

Fighting all twenty-four sects and being invincible in the same realm, this dominance also made Lin Chen's heart surge.

Martial Uncle Yin's name "Wushuang" (Unparalleled) was well-deserved.

【After ten years of fighting, I returned to the sect, closed-door cultivation for ten years, and entered the Xiantian Sixth Realm...】

Hiss!

Seeing this line of text, Lin Chen took a deep breath. Closed-door cultivation for twenty years to enter the Xiantian Sixth Realm, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin's age...

Lin Chen quickly calculated. Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin ascended to the first place on Mount Wudao at nineteen, then fought outside for ten years, plus ten years of closed-door cultivation, which means Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin stepped into the Xiantian Sixth Realm at forty.

Among those who understood the first place on Mount Wudao, there were not many who could enter the Xiantian Sixth Realm at forty.

【Entered the peak of the Xiantian Sixth Realm at forty. In my heart, all martial artists in the world were like clay chickens and pottery dogs, and the so-called geniuses were no different. The Martial Uncle-Grandmaster summoned me and told me the secret of the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao, only then did I know that there were still ancient remnants in the world...】

Lin Chen looked at Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin's text and could feel that Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin was not shocked when he learned of the existence of ancient remnants, but happy.

Happy that it was finally no longer so boring, and he could start a new battle again.

Martial Uncle Yin had a pure martial artist's heart!

【However, fighting the ancient remnants, ten battles and ten defeats!】

Lin Chen:...

This line of text almost made him flash his waist. Ten battles and ten defeats?

That shouldn't be.

It's not that he hasn't fought with ancient remnants, he even defeated several across realms. With Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin's strength, there's no reason not to win.

In terms of talent and combat power, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin was still above him.

At least he didn't dare to say he could defeat twenty-four sects without an opponent.

【Ten battles and ten defeats, the Martial Uncle-Grandmaster comforted me, saying that ancient remnants have bloodline talents, and the further back, the greater the advantage. The Xiantian Sixth Realm and Myriad Phenomena Realm powerhouses of the ancient remnants will be stronger than those of each sect.】

Seeing this line of text, there was a thoughtful look on Lin Chen's face. He had only fought with ancient remnants at the Xiantian Third and Fourth Realms so far. From the fighting, he indeed didn't feel much difference in the opponent. In this way, it's not that the ancient remnants are not strong, but the strength of the ancient remnants is in the back.

However, in Lin Chen's view, Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin would definitely not be reconciled.

And the following text also verified his judgment.

Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin not only didn't accept his fate but instead aroused his fighting spirit. Afterward, he still challenged the powerhouses of the ancient remnants, challenged every tribe, and several times even his life was hanging by a thread. It was miserable.

Martial Uncle-Grandmaster Yin didn't change his fate against the sky, just kept losing all the way.

The experience of these ten years was unbearable to look at.

Once confident of being invincible, he went to Zhongzhou, but ended up meeting an old fisherman outside the city and was beaten up by the fishing rod in his hand.

Entered the Northern Desert, was slapped into a rock crevice by a woman, unable to move for three days...