Chen Lin did not announce his Ascension to Void Refinement. After returning to Tianbao Peak, he went into seclusion.
Making the news public would merely raise his status and help him gather resources, neither of which he needed right now. Instead, it would bring a host of trivial matters down on him.
For one thing, the Elder Council of the Wanling Mountain Range would certainly come knocking to ask him to join them. Celebrations, lectures on the Dao, and other matters would follow one after another.
He had no desire to build a faction or make a name for himself. He only wanted to cultivate in peace.
Thus, he kept the news tightly under wraps. Aside from his own family, even the other disciples knew nothing about it.
Tianbao Peak remained just as it had always been, with everyone attending to their duties.
Of course, Qin Lingyu and the others were overjoyed, and the family celebrated for several days.
One day, somewhere in the Wanling Mountain Range.
Space suddenly rippled above a mountaintop, and a figure stepped out of the void.
It was Chen Lin.
He nodded, looking satisfied.
He had spent a year fully stabilizing his cultivation and was now testing his ability to travel through the void.
Only after experiencing it himself did he understand the enormous gulf between the Void Refinement Realm and the Spirit Transformation Realm. Aside from the ability to traverse the void, his body had undergone a qualitative transformation, reaching an entirely different state. Ordinary Dharmic Treasures could hardly scratch him.
Without the Thunder God Sword, he could never have killed Ancestor Lingtian while being a major realm below him.
His previous battles against opponents of higher realms had also relied on the Thunder God Sword. Only a divine artifact such as an innate