Chapter 285 Trial Move

Shen Wen had no intention of refusing; he also wanted to see how much of a gap still remained between his current strength and a true Dou Sheng.

“This Disciple will listen to Revered Master,” Shen Wen nodded and agreed.

Old Monster Lin said no more, standing up and waving his hand.

A silver-gray light surged from his sleeve, enveloping the two of them within it.

The light was not dazzling, yet it carried an inexpressible sense of heaviness and depth.

In the next moment, the surrounding scenery changed abruptly.

Shen Wen only felt his vision blur, and when he looked again, he was already in a completely different world.

Beneath his feet were rolling mountain ranges, and in the distance, several towering Peaks were faintly visible, shrouded in mist and clouds.

The energy between heaven and earth was several times denser than in the outside world; taking a deep breath, one could feel that pure aura flowing through the Meridians.

This was the Pill World.

A Small World opened up by successive generations of powerhouses from the Pill Tower, it was said to have a history of over a thousand years.

Normally, only the Elders of the Pill Tower could enter this place; it was an excellent location for nurturing the younger generation and for secluded Cultivation.

Old Monster Lin stood by Shen Wen's side with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over this familiar world, his tone carrying a hint of emotion: “In those years, this old man also contributed a bit of effort to this Pill World.”

“Opening a Small World is not something one person can do; it requires several Dou Shengs joining forces and spending decades of time to barely create a prototype.”

“Then, through reinforcement and expansion generation after generation, it attained its current appearance.”

Shen Wen nodded, not speaking.

His gaze was currently fixed on the depths of the Pill World.

There, he sensed an extremely familiar aura.

Blazing, overbearing, and carrying a spirituality completely different from ordinary flames.

The Three Thousand Burning Flame.

Earlier, when he achieved the Heavenly Realm Great Perfection in Pill City, he had swept his Soul power across the entire city; at that time, he had faintly detected the existence of this Heavenly Flame. However, because it was separated by the Pill Tower's Seal, the sensation hadn't been very clear.

Now that he was inside the Pill World, that aura was much clearer.

Shen Wen frowned slightly, turned to look at Old Monster Lin, and asked, “Revered Master, is that Three Thousand Burning Flame in the depths of the Pill World?”

Old Monster Lin nodded, his tone casual: “Mm, it's sealed. The Pill Tower has kept it here for several hundred years already.”

Shen Wen pondered for a moment before finally asking the doubt in his heart: “This Disciple has always had a question.”

“Since this Three Thousand Burning Flame is so dangerous, why doesn't the Pill Tower simply refine it?”

“With Revered Master's strength, it surely shouldn't be a problem, right?”

Hearing this, Old Monster Lin shook his head.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he looked toward the flickering firelight in the depths of the Pill World, his tone indifferent: “This object is already useless to this old man.”

Shen Wen raised an eyebrow.

Old Monster Lin continued: “Heavenly Flames are indeed coveted treasures for Alchemists. With a Heavenly Flame, the success rate and quality of Alchemy can be improved by a large margin.”

“Especially for those old fellows who have been stuck at a Bottleneck for many years; refining a suitable Heavenly Flame might allow them to achieve a Breakthrough.”

He paused, his tone taking on a bit of self-deprecation: “But this old man is already a Dou Sheng.”

“At this Realm, the effect a Heavenly Flame can have is minuscule.”

“Although the Three Thousand Burning Flame is precious, in this old man's hands, it is merely the icing on the cake. It's far better to leave it in the Pill World to nurture the younger generation.”

Shen Wen nodded, understanding his meaning.

For a powerhouse at Old Monster Lin's level, the Three Thousand Burning Flame was indeed optional.

Instead of risking refinement, it was better to leave it for the Pill Tower's younger generation, giving them a chance to contact and sense it, and perhaps someone would even successfully subdue it in the future.

This held greater significance for the Legacy of the entire Pill Tower.

However, they probably didn't expect that it would eventually be refined by someone who wasn't from the Pill Tower, though the connection between Yao Chen and the Pill Tower was also quite deep.

Xiao Yan was his Disciple, so he could naturally be considered a Disciple of the Pill Tower; later on, the Pill Tower even joined the Yan Alliance.

Old Monster Lin glanced at Shen Wen and added another sentence: “Besides, refining a Heavenly Flame isn't as simple as you think.”

“Heavenly Flames have spirits, especially those ranked near the top.”

“They won't obediently let you refine them; they will resist inside your body, burning from the inside out.”

“If things go wrong, even a Dou Sheng could fall victim.”

“Alright, we'll talk about these things later. Business first.”

“Hehe, I was just asking.”

His figure flickered as he swept toward an open valley in the distance.

Shen Wen steadied his mind and followed closely behind.

Old Monster Lin led Shen Wen to land in an open valley within the Pill World.

This valley was surrounded by mountains on four sides with flat terrain, spanning dozens of miles—enough to display one's skills. The ground was covered with hard, blue-gray rocks, clearly an old martial arts arena that had endured countless devastations.

“Let's do it here.” Old Monster Lin stood with his hands behind his back, turning to look at Shen Wen with a casual smile, “Bring out all your skills and let this old man see how much of a foundation you've accumulated during this time.”

Shen Wen stood thirty feet away; hearing this, he nodded and didn't stand on ceremony.

He took a deep breath, and the Dou Qi within his body suddenly boiled.

Flame Talisman Transformation, activate!

The phantom of the crimson Flame Ancestral Symbol emerged behind him, and that vast, ancient fluctuation instantly spread out.

Shen Wen's aura began to skyrocket from Eight Star Dou Zong—Eight Star Peak, Nine Star, Nine Star Peak.

He charged directly into One-star Dou Zun!

Immediately following that, Space Transformation!

The silver-gray phantom of the space ancestral talisman lit up behind him, complementing the Flame Ancestral Symbol.

That aura, which had just stabilized, climbed once more—One-star Peak, Two Star, all the way until it reached the mid-stage of Two Star Dou Zun before barely stopping.

But this was not enough.

Shen Wen was also clear on this point.

He did not stop, his mind moving again.

The power of the Azure Heaven Hegemon Body surged from the depths of his Bloodline, and nine Divine Form phantoms simultaneously emerged behind him!

Those nine phantoms were of various shapes; the Nine Great Divine Forms appeared together!

Shen Wen's aura skyrocketed again—Two Star Dou Zun, Three Star, Four Star.

It charged all the way to Five-Star Dou Zun before that climbing momentum finally slowed down.

But this was not over yet.

Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art!

Purple-blue light erupted from within his body, and fine dragon scales began to appear on the surface of his body, from his neck to his cheeks, then to his forehead, and finally closing at the center of his brows.

Those scales were purple-blue, each flowing with a faint runic light; as they wound and twisted, it was as if countless miniature true dragons were swimming about.

A humanoid true dragon!

Shen Wen's aura at this moment had stabilized at Five-Star Dou Zun.

He stood in the air, surrounded by nine Divine Form phantoms, with the two ancestral talisman phantoms behind him complementing each other, and the purple-blue dragon scales on his body shimmering with a cold luster under the sunlight.

His entire person exuded a heart-palpitating pressure.

Old Monster Lin stood below, his gaze falling on Shen Wen, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Five-Star Dou Zun.

From Eight Star Dou Zong to Five-Star Dou Zun, the magnitude of this leap was even greater than he had anticipated.

And those phantoms...

He had lived for so many years and seen countless secret techniques, but he had truly never seen anything like this—nine phantoms of different forms yet perfectly integrated.

Quite interesting.