In the shadow of a rock far from where Prince Gong was, aloe-like leaves slowly closed up and sank into the ground, disappearing without a trace.
Aha, I caught you at last. Blood God Guard—nice name. White Zetsu thought to himself.
Origin Space, beneath the Enlightenment Ancient Tree.
Lin Chuan slowly opened his eyes. A sky-blue glow rippled faintly within them, as though an entire starry sky were flowing through his pupils.
"Finished?" Lightning gathered, and Qin Lang's figure appeared beside Lin Chuan.
"I actually still had some insights to process, but I knew the Central River Empire's Millennium Celebration was approaching, so I had no choice but to wake up." Lin Chuan shrugged helplessly.
"How was it? Did your strength improve again?" Light gathered, and Southern Dipper appeared beneath the Enlightenment Ancient Tree.
"It improved somewhat. With the three Primordial Scriptures operating, Deva Path's suppression over me weakens a little. At the very least, I should be able to go all out for a few breaths." Lin Chuan said with a light smile.
"That's enough. If you suddenly erupt then, instantly killing a tribulation-transcending cultivator shouldn't be a problem." A voice emerged from the shadows, and Northern Dipper, Meng Jingxian, silently appeared beneath the tree's shade.
"Elusive as a ghost—not bad. If I didn't have the Tenseigan, it would probably be difficult for me to detect you." Lin Chuan smiled at Meng Jingxian, who had appeared not far away.
"Unfortunately, it's still completely useless in front of you." Meng Jingxian said helplessly.
Lin Chuan's various abilities were practically the natural bane of his concealment, especially the Tenseigan. No matter what method he used, he could not escape the scrutiny of those eyes. That was why Meng Jingxian had been beaten so badly by Lin Chuan several times before. When