"Husband, are you all right?"
Seeing Chen Lin emerge in such a manner, Nanmen Lingyue immediately grew anxious and hurried forward to ask after him.
"I'm fine. I've got the spring water!"
Chen Lin glanced back toward the valley as he spoke.
But his expression changed immediately.
He was not the only one. Nanmen Lingyue and the others also looked startled.
The valley that had stood before them just moments ago had vanished without a trace. The two mountains that had been separated had now become one.
There was no cleft between the mountains at all.
Everything seemed to have been an illusion.
But Chen Lin knew it was no illusion, because the droplet's wondrous effect was still working. The barrier between his body and soul was melting away like ice and snow.
Before long, the barrier disappeared completely.
A sense of perfect unity and harmony with heaven and earth welled up within him, elevating his entire being.
Even his cultivation flowed naturally into the Void Refinement realm, without any tribulation appearing.
Chen Lin marveled inwardly, finding that hazy figure increasingly uncanny.
"Let's go!"
After checking that nothing was wrong with his body, he immediately called everyone over and left.
He had no intention of investigating further.
This was not something he could understand at his current level anyway. He suspected it was still connected to his identity as a Purple Emperor Descendant.
Several days later.
They arrived at a flat stretch of land, with nothing but desolation as far as the eye could see.
Everyone looked uncertain at the sight before them.
They had intended to retrace their route along the River of Forgetfulness, but after traveling for days, they had found no trace of it.
"We haven't gone in the wrong direction. Why is this happening?"
Holding a