Aftermath: A Storm over the Spirit Treasure

"Master's way of swallowing Nascent Souls whole—no one would believe he wasn't an Old Devil."

As Jin Feng took the Storage Bag and other spiritual items from True Lord Feipeng's body, she could not help marveling at how fast her master was.

At that moment, Lin Chang'an's Sea of Consciousness trembled faintly. True Lord Feipeng had not yet reached a thousand years of age, but devouring the powerful Divine Sense of someone at the Nascent Soul Peak still left Lin Chang'an feeling swollen.

"Buddhist divine abilities truly are wondrous."

Lin Chang'an knew exactly why he felt that swelling. This Buddhist divine ability could solidify Divine Sense. He had felt nothing like it when he devoured White Bone Old Devil, only now with True Lord Feipeng.

Solidifying Divine Sense was a means of holding it together and protecting one's essence, preventing others from capturing its owner, searching his soul, refining his spirit, and uncovering his secrets.

A vast torrent of memories flickered past like scenes in a revolving lantern.

His Heavenly Spirit Root had been discovered in his youth, and he had been a dazzling genius throughout his journey. Though he had escaped death by a hair several times, his formidable trump cards and strength had always carried him through.

Later, he joined the Vajra Temple and cultivated Buddhist divine abilities. To pursue Spirit Transformation, he laid his plans with painstaking care—

Watching True Lord Feipeng's legendary life, Lin Chang'an sighed softly. The man had truly been a favored son of heaven. Everyone was the protagonist of his own cultivation journey.

In truth, True Lord Feipeng had been exceptionally strong. Unfortunately, the opponent he had encountered was Lin Chang'an, and everything he knew about White Bone Old Devil came from the past.

In their battle, Lin Chang'an had pressed him relentlessly