The power of an innate divine ability

Outside the county seat.

Chen Lin found Grass and He Chengfeng. He put Grass back into the Space Bag to keep her as a hidden trump card, then looked at He Chengfeng.

"Have you noticed anything unusual about your body?"

Xu Qingyuan had said they had already begun to be assimilated, but Chen Lin felt nothing himself and could not discern anyone else's condition, so he asked He Chengfeng to confirm it.

He Chengfeng had wanted to bring this up for some time. He immediately replied, "Senior, I feel my memories beginning to blur. It takes an enormous effort to recall many things from the past. I haven't noticed anything physically, but I suspect the abnormal energy here has already begun eroding me. I need to leave as soon as possible."

Chen Lin drew a breath. He Chengfeng really had begun to change, which meant Xu Qingyuan had not lied.

As for how Xu Qingyuan had discerned it, he had no way of knowing. The people here had all once been powerful cultivators; it was hardly surprising that they possessed unusual methods.

Yet he himself felt nothing, which puzzled him.

Chen Lin carefully mulled over Xu Qingyuan's words, considering the circumstances he had mentioned that could exceed the upper limit of this place's rules and grant immunity to assimilation.

One was being able to circulate immortal spiritual power to cleanse oneself. He certainly could not do that. Only immortals possessed immortal spiritual power. Never mind him—even the entire Southern Star Realm might not have any. There was no point even considering it.

Another was possessing an innate spirit treasure that one could merge with.

That was harder to say.

He had always suspected that the Thunder God Sword was the embryonic form of an innate spirit treasure, but he could