The night was like water. Moonlight spilled across the bluestone streets of Chosen Ancient City, stretching the shadows of Li Qingshan and his three companions far behind them.
It was late at night when they returned to the inn.
Murong Xuanwu yawned his way back to his room, still muttering that he had eaten too much. Zhao Chengqian and Tantai Yue said their goodbyes as well.
Li Qingshan pushed open his door and laid down layer upon layer of restrictions.
The law of chaos became invisible threads, sealing the entire room without leaving a single gap. Rather than rest, he willed himself into the Purple Void Immortal Mansion.
Inside the mansion, spiritual energy hung in the air like mist.
Li Qingshan sat cross-legged in the cultivation chamber and took out the three jade boxes he had received from Luo Yunyang, one by one.
He opened the first box. Ten fist-sized immortal crystals shone with dazzling light.
Each crystal was clear as glass, with what looked like liquid immortal light flowing inside. It was a sign that the essence of the immortal path had condensed to its utmost limit.
Just having their light fall on him made Li Qingshan feel the Chaos Golden Pearls within him tremble faintly, like thirsty travelers who had caught sight of a spring.
"Immortal crystals... They really are extraordinary."
He murmured the words and put the crystals away for now.
He opened the second jade box. The Cosmic Realm-Breaking Talisman lay quietly inside.
The talisman was silver-white throughout, its surface covered in countless flowing spatial Dao patterns. Every line was unfathomably profound and gave off a heart-stopping fluctuation of spatial law.
Li Qingshan picked it up. It felt warm and smooth as jade, but the power within it was like a sleeping volcano. Once unleashed, it