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In an unknown land sealed beneath the dust of ages.

The sight of this primeval forest was shocking.

As though some great explosion, upheaval, and cataclysm had swept through it, ancient trees towering into the sky had been uprooted, thick trunks snapped in half, countless roots overturned and exposed. Deep pits of every size littered the ground, leaving devastation and wreckage everywhere.

The air was thick with the stench of scorching and blood, mingled with lingering fluctuations of magical power that made one's chest feel tight.

One scene was particularly striking.

A black-robed figure stood tall and imposing, but his eyes flickered as though he were considering something. At his feet, a cultivator had been smashed bodily into the ground, his entire body buried in the soil. Only his head remained exposed, hanging crookedly, utterly devoid of life.

Coming back to himself, Lin Changheng glanced down at the corpse and was about to put it away.

Suddenly, he whipped his head around.

His cold gaze shot toward his left.

A tiny gleam came hurtling at him from that direction without the slightest sound.

Its golden light was restrained, its sharpness concealed, and not a trace of spiritual power leaked out as it grew larger in Lin Changheng's pupils.

It closed in at tremendous speed!

Utterly insidious!

Had he noticed just a little later or hesitated for half a breath, it would surely have struck him by surprise. Then his head would have burst like a watermelon, brains spraying and blood pouring everywhere.

But Lin Changheng was no ordinary cultivator.

With his powerful divine sense, Six-Colored Divine Light, and Wind-Sensing Spirit Discernment Secret Art all at his command, he could hardly have been deceived-he did not even move his feet.

He merely flicked a finger. With a whoosh, a streak of