Aside from Wang Lin himself, no one else knew how many bridges he had walked past. Not even Grand Empyrean Gu Dao was able to clearly sense it.

He only knew that after Wang Lin entered the Heaven Trampling Bridges, Wang Lin had walked onto the fifth bridge! As for whether Wang Lin had passed the sixth bridge or not, he didn’t know because his limit was the fifth bridge.

The ripples around the mountain lasted for months, and when the ripples dissipated, Wang Lin calmly walked out.

He didn’t look too much different from a few months ago, but if one looked closely, one would find that Wang Lin looked like a mortal. There seemed to be no signs of his cultivation moving inside his body.

He was wearing a long, white shirt and was standing outside the basin of the vast sea. He looked back at the Ancient Clan and a moment later he turned around. He turned into a ray of light and charged toward the celestial clan on the other side of the vast basin!

“Madman, I swore back then that I would come back...