Storage Ring

Chen Lin did not announce his advancement to Void Refinement. After returning to Tianbao Peak, he went into seclusion.

Making the Information public would only raise his status and help him gather resources. He needed neither, and it would bring a host of trivial matters instead.

For one thing, the Elder Council of the Wanling Mountain Range would surely come knocking. They would ask him to join, hold a celebration, deliver lectures, and do one thing after another.

He had no wish to build a faction or make a name for himself. He only wanted to cultivate in peace.

So he kept the news tightly sealed. Apart from his family, not even the other disciples knew.

Life on Tianbao Peak went on as before, with everyone attending to their own duties.

Qin Lingyu and the others, of course, were overjoyed. The family celebrated for days.

One day, somewhere in the Wanling Mountain Range...

Space rippled above a tall mountain, and a figure stepped out of the void.

It was Chen Lin.

He nodded, satisfied.

He had spent a year thoroughly stabilizing his cultivation and was now testing his ability to travel through the void.

Only after experiencing it himself did he understand the vast gulf between Void Refinement and Spirit Transformation. Beyond traveling through the void, his body had undergone a fundamental transformation. Ordinary dharmic treasures could scarcely harm him.

Without the Thunder God Sword, he could never have killed Ancestor Lingtian despite the difference in their realms.

He had relied on the Thunder God Sword in his earlier battles against stronger opponents, too. Only a divine artifact like an Innate Spirit Treasure could bridge the chasm between major realms.

His Nascent Soul and Primordial Spirit had also grown purer. The improvement to his soul, in particular, delighted him.

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