The Lineage members stood guard in the skies above the Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven.
With so many Li Family experts and immortals there to suppress him, they were confident they could control the Sword Heavenly King.
Yet in Heavenly Rampart Prefecture, it had taken them only half an incense stick to establish that a Heavenly Immortal was not some insurmountable existence. And on the Cliff of Reflection in the Immortal Martial Grotto-Heaven... the Sword Heavenly King's attempt to assassinate Li Yunlin had taught the Lineage something else: humans, too...
Could become a chasm that immortals could not cross.
Inside Litian Hall, Li Yunlin was in seclusion, probing a new Dao. Twenty-seven kinds of rules lay before him in a dazzling array, yet he remained unsatisfied.
He did not know how far his strength had grown. Every rule in Litian Hall could make his spiritual power more than ten times that of an ordinary half-step Body Integration cultivator. Once, he had needed to merge with Litian Hall to use the Litian Body. Now, as time passed, his body had itself become an amalgamation of the many spiritual objects within the hall.
Body, spiritual power, soul... all had carried his strength beyond the peak of the Void Refinement Realm. Yet he had never truly glimpsed the true Dao. He faintly sensed that he was touching an immensely powerful rule. It was like seeing a bank of mist, with all twenty-seven of his Daos contained within it.
That was why he had delayed breaking through with an ordinary rule. It was like standing at a fork in the road: once he took one path, there would be no turning back. Proud as he was, he would not lose the greater prize for the sake of the lesser.
Just then, Li Yunlin's eyes turned cold.