After leaving the Sea of Consciousness, Lin Chuan's emotions remained unsettled for a long time. The information he had received from the old man, along with his reaction to the notion that immortals were poisonous, left Lin Chuan with an inexplicable sense of oppression. It was as though a pair of indifferent eyes watched their every move calmly from above the heavens, as if observing a grand play.
"I wonder whether, one day, I'll be able to break free from this game of chess..."
After a long while, Lin Chuan murmured to himself inwardly.
Then, he gathered his thoughts. To him now, both Moonlit's origins and the immortals were still far too distant. What he needed to do was resolve the immediate crisis as soon as possible.
The [Akatsuki] organization might currently appear unchallenged within the Immortal Bone Realm, but the realm would likely close before long. Once that happened, [Akatsuki]'s advantage would vanish completely.
Moreover, the Mystic Immortal's remains had already been divided among everyone. The chances of the Immortal Bone Realm opening again in the future were probably very slim. Once everyone left this time, this place would be sealed forever.
Of course, if Lin Chuan's spatial abilities someday became powerful enough to tear open the space here and enter the Ancient Immortal Realm again, it would not be impossible. But reaching that point would likely require a long road ahead. At the very least, he would need to reach the Mahayana stage first.
Ten days had passed since the battle over the Immortal Bones. With the thirtyfold time difference inside the Cosmic Light Hall, everyone had been in seclusion for ten months. During this time, their injuries had all fully recovered, and the insights gained from the great battle had caused their cultivation to advance by leaps