The stone house was not large, roughly the size of an ordinary bedroom, making it difficult to accommodate many people for cultivation.
However, it was unlikely that many could enter, as only those who became Heavenly Fire Elders were qualified.
“Since I’m here, let’s begin.”
After making up his mind, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, cleared all distractions, calmed his heart, and prepared to fully immerse himself in comprehension.
He also temporarily blocked the public communication channel of the Tiansheng Palace wristband to avoid disturbances during his meditation.
Of course, if someone had urgent matters, they could still contact Lin Yun directly.
Nevertheless, Lin Yun decided to inform the Tiansheng Palace Master, Mo Bai, first.
“Palace Master Mo, I have passed the advanced trial and am now entering the Rule House for cultivation and comprehension. If anything urgent arises, please contact me directly,” Lin Yun messaged.
…
On the other side, on a small island near the Dark Demon Clan’s barrier.
Palace Master Mo was having tea with Deputy Palace Master Yao.
“Why hasn’t Lin Yun come out yet?” Deputy Palace Master Yao asked, puzzled.
“He entered the Thousand Mechanism Chamber. He should have come out by now,” Palace Master Mo nodded.
As he spoke, Mo lifted his teacup.
But halfway to his lips, his hand froze.
“What?”
Mo’s hand trembled, spilling tea across the table.
“Palace Master Mo, what’s wrong?”
Seeing Mo’s reaction, Yao was startled. For Mo to lose composure like this, something significant must have happened.
“That boy Lin Yun… he has actually passed the advanced trial and become a Heavenly Fire Elder of the Heavenly Fire Palace!” Mo slowly set down his teacup, his eyes filled with shock.
“What?!”
Yao was stunned, then burst into laughter. “Haha, that’s great news!”
“Of course it is, but for him to pass the advanced trial so quickly is truly shocking. He hasn’t even reached the Dominion Realm yet!” Mo said, pouring fresh tea.
Previously, when he and Elder Rong Zhen visited the Divine Palace to inquire, the Black Mist Man said Lin Yun had failed the advanced trial.
At that time, Mo thought Lin Yun would need years of training, growth, and improvement to succeed.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, Lin Yun had passed, something Mo never expected.
“Indeed, this guy is remarkable. Since joining the Tiansheng Palace, he has surged ahead like a dark horse. Truly an extraordinary talent,” Yao praised.
“Deputy Palace Master Yao, Lin Yun is now cultivating in the Rule House. You can return for now; no need to wait. He won’t be out anytime soon,” Mo instructed.
“Alright, I’ll head back,” Yao said, standing up.
“If there’s nothing urgent, don’t disturb him. Let him focus on his cultivation. This war won’t end quickly,” Mo added.
Having experienced the previous demon war, which spanned thousands of years with periods of human and demon advantages, even truces, they knew this conflict would be protracted.
“I understand,” Yao nodded.
“Deputy Palace Master Yao, the war efforts are in your hands and those of the great emperors. Please take care,” Mo said.
“Rest assured, Palace Master. We have experience from past demon wars. I’ll take my leave,” Yao saluted and flew off.
…
Meanwhile, in the Divine Palace’s Rule House.
After messaging Mo Bai, Lin Yun quickly entered a meditative state, sitting motionless like a stone statue.
In such a place, tools like the One Thought Clear Mind Tower were useless.
The tower created a separate space, which would prevent him from sensing the mysteries of the Rule House.
Once Lin Yun cleared all distractions and fully immersed himself, it was as if his soul detached from his body, merging with the profound mysteries to comprehend their essence.
In this state, his soul was free from physical and mental constraints, achieving a state of “deep meditation.”
In this state, a cultivator’s sense of time vanished. They might feel only a moment had passed, when in reality, centuries could have elapsed.
Time flew by in this state.
…
While Lin Yun meditated in the Rule House, the outside world continued to change.
A year after the war began, two new immortals emerged among the human race.
The reason was simple: many cultivators at the Nine Tribulations Realm, previously hesitant to face their tribulation, were now compelled to try due to the war.
This led to a wave of tribulations, with many Nine Tribulations Realm cultivators attempting to break through to immortality in that year.
Most failed, some perished, and others entered the Tribulation Realm.
But due to the sheer number attempting, two succeeded: one from the Tianqian Empire, and the other was Lin Yun’s former subordinate, Huo Zhen.
One success came at the cost of countless failures.
Five years later.
Lin Yun opened his eyes.
It was Song Lin, messaging him.
“Lin Yun, sorry to interrupt your cultivation, but I need to inform you. If you can spare time soon, let’s visit the Human Emperor’s Ruins,” Song Lin said.
“Senior Song Lin, when should we go?” Lin Yun asked.
“Whenever you’re free,” Song Lin replied.
“Tomorrow then,” Lin Yun decided after some thought.
Since he could enter and leave the Rule House at will, he could return to meditate later. After five years of comprehension, he needed time to process his insights.
“Good. I’ll wait for you at Tiansheng Palace tomorrow,” Song Lin messaged.
After ending the communication, Lin Yun stood and stretched. “Time to check on the war outside.”
After so long, he was eager to know the state of the conflict.
