A Painful Blow to My Senior

Sun Yuantao's historical projection vanished completely.

Lin Cheng silently watched it all. After the other party disappeared, he picked up a black notebook that had fallen to the ground. The notebook had appeared along with the projection and was wreathed in a faintly unusual aura. It was likely the source of power sustaining the projection.

Once it detected that the visitor was not a transmigrator, or that an enemy had found this place, Sun Yuantao's projection would possess a certain degree of power to kill the intruder. Even if it could not kill the enemy, it could use the opportunity to destroy all important items.

As for how the other party identified the visitor... Lin Cheng had no idea. Perhaps he had his own methods.

"Safe travels."

Lin Cheng let out a breath. This trip to the Spacetime Small World had yielded quite a lot.

He had also clarified the levels of cultivation ahead—Mortal Shedding, Immortal Vortex, Divine Bridge, Bitter Sea, Heavenly Rank (Heavenly Star, Tribulation Moon, Divine Sun), Immortal Lord, Immortal Emperor.

Moreover, when Lin Cheng opened the notebook, he discovered two words on its final page—Demigod!

That was likely a realm one could only touch after becoming an Immortal Emperor. It was still rather distant for the current Lin Cheng.

"It's time to leave."

He had wandered around here for a while and obtained information immensely useful to himself, along with the complete inheritance of an Immortal Emperor-level expert, plus a token seemingly left behind by the former master of the Creation Tower, a mysterious powerhouse.

This trip had not been in vain.

He looked once more at the secret chamber before him. It was not particularly large, only a dozen-odd zhang in both length and width, and it was exceedingly simple. There was only a stone