Time flowed like water; a hundred years passed in an instant.
On this day.
The night was deep and still, the starlight brilliant.
Inside the immortal cave.
Chen Lin, who sat as motionless as an old monk in meditation, suddenly trembled, and waves of profound fluctuations emanated from his body.
His eyes snapped open, and he grabbed the Ancient Buddha Cyan Lamp beside him.
He removed the lampshade, and the lamp lit itself.
Having rehearsed this countless times already, Chen Lin immediately employed the secret method and began refining the origin essence within the flame.
Time ticked by.
The lamp flame grew weaker and weaker, while Chen Lin's aura grew stronger and stronger.
After roughly the time it took a stick of incense to burn, the flame began flickering unsteadily, threatening to go out at any moment.
The fluctuations emanating from Chen Lin reached their peak.
Specks of starshine circled around him.
At the same time.
Amid the stars filling the sky, a small, hidden star gradually lit up, growing brighter and brighter until its radiance outshone the other stars.
It trembled, brightening and dimming without cease.
Soon, the star seemed to sense something and flashed faintly.
A beam of blue radiance spilled down, swiftly drifting toward the area where Chen Lin was.
Yet just then.
At the very highest reaches of the boundless void, a Black Star as pitch-black as a hole suddenly unleashed a terrifying suction force, violently stirring the energy in the void and forming a vast void storm.
Within the storm, the blue starshine that had been drifting toward Chen Lin was dragged away by the suction, flying toward the Black Star.
The Kaiyuan Realm.
This was a sealed plane, unconnected to the void outside, so Chen Lin did not sense the void storm.
But he