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The Celestial Small World composed of purple gas that floated before Lin Feng was no bigger than a fist, and the scene before it appeared microscopic.

However, it was still a world unto itself. At that moment, the cosmic form of the late-Nascent Soul stage cultivator of the Yu Family, Yu Yiluan, stood firmly between the heavens and the earth. It was 30 meters tall and its feet were firmly planted on the ground, despite the fact that it only had one arm and one eye.

From its one eye, an icy-blue ray of light came forth. Everything that the ray of light touched froze over before shattering.

If not for the continued flow of energy within the Celestial Small World, combined with its self-repairing properties, the Celestial Small World would have completely shattered after being frozen into ice.

This was the power of a cosmic form that acted on its own accord. Had there been someone to properly direct its power, its destructive energy would have been a lot stronger.

Now, after Lin Feng sent Yu Yiluan's nascent soul into its cosmic form, changes happened right before his eyes.

It was as if a soul had found a new body to inhabit.

The nascent soul now had a strong pillar of support, while the cosmic form fell under the control of the nascent soul.

Both the nascent soul and the cosmic form were the crystallizations of Yu Yiluan's mastery earlier on. Naturally, they had some of his memories in them.

Once the two combined, Yu Yiluan's memories surfaced once again.

In a way, Yu Yiluan had been brought back to life.

In that moment, Lin Feng could feel a groundswell of emotions building up: hatred, rage and terror.

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. He extended a finger and tapped the one-eyed giant on his forehead. With that finger, Yu Yiluan's newly-reformed consciousness was destroyed once again. Even his scattered and disparate memories were lost.

Here, Yu Yiluan as a person no longer existed in this world.

The nascent soul and cosmic form that belonged to Yu Yiluan continued to vibrate. Instead of slowing them, they seemed to vibrate even more intensely.

The 30 meters tall one-eyed giant went through numerous cycles of death and rebirth. His body became contorted and a layer of ice covered him.

An immensely powerful gust of freezing air came forth from the giant's body. The intensity of the gust appeared enough to send the world back to the Ice Age. It was highly similar to the aura of the Xuanming Holy Man, Yu Xintao. However, it was not as strong as Yu Xintao's and nowhere as dynamic. It did not brim with a hidden, arcane power like Yu Xintao's.

Lin Feng thought, "While I did not personally experience it, but drawing upon the experiences of my predecessors, I more or less know that the process to form an immortal soul involved combining one's cosmic form and nascent soul in the late-Nascent Soul stage. If one is successful, then an immortal soul would have been created."

"At this point, Yu Yiluan, while he had already formed a cosmic form, still needed to improve the power of his nascent soul."

A nascent soul at its peak will resemble the cultivator when he was about 16 years old.

"Let's not discuss this first," said Lin Feng as he arched his eyebrow. "The problem is, combining the nascent soul and the cosmic form is only the fundamental step. One must combine it with one's understanding of the Great Way of the Tao to form one's immortal soul."

At this point, it became slightly problematic. The Great Way of the Tao was the supreme secret of the universe. There was no shortcut to mastering the Great Way of the Tao. Let's not talk about the fact that Lin Feng had yet to form his immortal soul. Even if he had reached the level of an Immortal Soul stage cultivator, he was unable to forcefully enter the Immortal Soul stage from the late-Nascent Soul stage without fully mastering the Great Way of the Tao.

If it were that easy, then the Grand Celestial World would be full of Immortal Soul stage cultivators.

Lin Feng sighed, "It appeared that I could only create a 'false immortal' or a 'fake immortal'. Even so, it would still be alright."

He flicked his finger as waves after waves of mana were sent into the Celestial Small World. They continuously bombarded the cosmic form in the shape of a one-eyed giant.

The nascent soul within the cosmic form was was like a silk cocoon. Strand by strand, Lin Feng extracted it and then merged it with the physical form of the cosmic form.

As the two of them became inextricably merged, changes started to appear.

Its form became to change non-stop as it appeared to have been frozen over. Its color changed from an icy-blue to black, but it gave off a dark, icy glow.

The legs of the giant, along with its single arm, started to disappear.

Finally, the giant turned into an ice crystal around 30 meters wide.

The ice crystal is completely black and from its external appearance, it was identical to Yu Xintao's immortal soul avatar except for the fact that it's smaller.

However, the pressure that the ice crystal emanated could not compare with Yu Xintao's.

From its power alone, however, it already vastly exceeded that of Yu Yiluan's. It was way beyond the power of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and infinitely closer to that of an Immortal Soul stage cultivator.

From its actual battling abilities, the black ice crystal possessed every single one of Yu Yiluan's spells and techniques. However, as it did not possess a consciousness, it was akin to a wooden board.

In terms of pure power, it was way beyond that of Yu Yiluan.

It exceeded the powers of a late-Nascent Soul stage cultivator, but it was not close to the power of an Immortal Soul stage cultivator.

Of course, a 'false immortal' like this possessed its own problems. The main problem was that it was unable to progress any further and reach the true Immortal Soul stage.

Overall, Lin Feng was still content. Not only did he obtain a false immortal that was extraordinarily powerful, he also managed to learn much about the process of merging one's nascent soul and cosmic form. For his own ascent into the Immortal Soul stage, this was a truly valuable experience.

Lin Feng waved his hand, and a rather thick branch fell from the Black Heavenly Treasure Tree. It began to shrink, finally reaching the length of a long stick with the width of a pencil, like a flagpole in dimensions.

Lin Feng then absorbed a large amount of the Heaven-Revolving Purple Clouds and turned them into a purple banner. Then, he merged the banner with the flagpole to form a proper flag.

The leaves on top of the Black Heavenly Treasure Tree were also incorporated on the flag itself, giving off a seven-colored light.

Following that, Lin Feng extended a finger and the giant black ice crystal flew out from the Celestial Small World. Before it could take its actual size, it was wrapped up in the flag.

The black ice crystal disappeared and what replaced it was a black pattern on the purple flag.

As Lin Feng looked at his masterpiece, he raised it in the air and waved it gently. In that instant, a black ray of light flashed and flew out from the flag. It morphed into a giant ice crystal in the sky and gave off a biting freeze as numerous ice crystals began flying in all directions.

Whatever that the ice crystals touched, including the very air itself, froze.

In an instant, the entire world appeared to have returned to the Ice Age where ice and snow engulfed everything.

Lin Feng nodded his head, satisfied. He then waved the banner again. The black ice crystal turned into a black ray of light and he recalled it.

"It still needs improvement," Lin Feng knew this clearly. The Giant Purple Banner still required a long period of cultivation before it could be perfected.

However, it was all worth the effort. According to Lin Feng's prediction, once the banner had been perfected, he could manipulate captured late-Nascent Soul stage cultivators with it even if their memories had not been wiped.

Now, the Giant Purple Banner could only manipulate the black ice crystal. As its powers increased, it would be able to absorb more and more spiritual forms into it.

After a certain level of accumulation, a single wave of the giant flag would summon dozens and maybe even hundreds of spiritual forms of late-Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and even a few false immortal stage cultivators to attack one's enemies.

That's not all. Once Lin Feng entered the Immortal Soul stage, he could even entrap immortal soul avatars into it.

However, Lin Feng would require a lot of materials to cultivate that flag. At the same time, he would need to incorporate a lot more suppressive and entrapment spells into it too. He would have to spend much improving, perfecting and trouble-shooting this item.

As Lin Feng pondered, Wang Lin sought to meet with him. Upon meeting him, Wang Lin quickly told Lin Feng's his intentions: he wished to meet his relatives.

"The disciples under me are slowly getting on track with their training. I wish to meet my parents," Wang Lin said as his eyes betrayed a certain sense of longing.

According to the flow of time of the Greater World, Wang Lin had only left his home for two years. However, for Wang Lin, who had spent most of his time training in the Heavenly Cosmic Ray World, he had been away from home for too long.

As time passed, Wang Lin missed his parents more and more.

He could even remember the exact words his parents said to him as he left them to join the Hengyue Faction.

"My son, if it's too difficult out there, just come home. There's no need to become an immortal. What we want is for our family to be safe and happy..."

"What are you talking about? Our son will surely become an immortal. Can I be wrong about my own seed?"

"I don't care if he becomes an immortal or not, I just want him to excel in what he does and be happy. That's the most important thing right now."

"Aiya! If he comes an immortal, then he will be truly extraordinary."

"My son, you have grown too. When you come back, I'll find a wife for you."

"Here's where you are wrong. If our son becomes an immortal, then he must find an immortal wife for himself!"

"Aiya! Then, how would I dare to drink the tea she'll offer me (Translator's Note: The offering of tea to one's parents-in-laws is a gesture performed in Chinese weddings)."

While all of these appeared to be idle talk, Wang Lin's heart ached every time he thought of it. His attachment to his parents was his strongest motivation.

He recalled how he had to enter the Hengyue Faction by threatening suicide. His parents would surely have dealt with many gossips about that. Wang Lin wished he could go back immediately and tell his parents that their son had not let them down. Their son had achieved something.

Wang Lin, who was in the Aurous Core stage, would have surely appeared like an immortal to ordinary men.

Before Lin Feng, Wang Lin could not help but voice out his truest thoughts. Lin Feng too smiled and looked at the normally serious and cold Wang Lin, who suddenly became incessantly chatty. He too began to reminisce about his life back home.