After charging into a bright fissure, he immediately felt himself falling from a great height, while the aura of the Heretic God Blade vanished.
Chen Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
His injuries were too severe. If that Heretic Treasure had followed him, he truly would have had no strength left to resist.
Not only were his internal organs injured, but even his Nascent Soul had lost its vitality. The Heretic God Blade's bizarre energy continued to rampage through his body, and he could only suppress it with his Golden Body and dharmic manifestation force.
Fortunately, his divine soul was unharmed. The moment the Heretic God Blade's aura invaded it, his golden soul power drove it out.
Chen Lin unfurled his Soul Wings, suspended himself in midair, and surveyed his surroundings.
His heart immediately eased.
He was above a stretch of wilderness, with lush trees below. The air was fresh and crisp, and even held a fairly substantial amount of spiritual qi.
That meant this was a plane where cultivation was possible.
The Fortunate Art had proved as useful as ever, landing him in a normal plane at random.
But the bad luck backlash that would follow still left him trembling with apprehension.
Before the Fortunate Art's effect ended, Chen Lin immediately found a secluded spot and took out several Foundation Establishment Puppets to guard him. Then he brought out two Crow Puppets and had them swiftly patrol the surroundings.
Once he confirmed there was nothing unusual, he took out a set of Array Disks and Formation Flags for the Foundation Establishment Puppets to arrange, while he retrieved the Fishing Rod and entered the Nightmare Realm.
He returned almost immediately, and Grass appeared beside him.
"Master, are you all right?"
Sensing the sinister energy within Chen Lin, Grass hurried forward