With the situation unclear, Chen Lin did not dare venture out to investigate. Instead, he held the White Jade Palm and waited for dawn.
Even so, the strange cries ringing out in the distance again and again left him uneasy. He had no idea what sort of monster beasts they were, or whether they would find him and Grass.
But when the morning sun rose over the horizon, everything fell quiet.
The evil aura vanished without a trace in an instant, and those unsettling cries abruptly ceased.
Chen Lin looked up at the sky, his expression shifting.
He definitely could not remain here. He first had to determine what sort of plane this was, whether there were cultivators here, and what was going on with the evil aura at night. Only then could he decide his next move.
This time, rather than have Grass carry him, he took out his spirit boat.
It could be powered with spirit stones and controlled with divine sense, but to avoid attracting attention, he flew just above the ground.
Besides, if he flew too high and fell after encountering danger, he would suffer serious injuries again.
Although his Body Refining Technique had reached the greater vajra realm, making his body comparable to a dharmic treasure, that depended on reinforcement from the energy generated by body tempering. It did not mean his body had truly been refined into a dharmic treasure.
After all, his organs still had to function.
Now, his body-tempering energy was suppressed and could not do its work. Without its reinforcement, his body was merely denser than an ordinary cultivator's, and his skin tougher.
This left Chen Lin deeply frustrated.
A Nascent Soul True Lord who could not even use the Flight Technique-how miserable!
He decided that if there were cultivators here,