The manor gates were sealed once more.
The Mystic Immortal Grand Formation activated at full power.
Chen Lin touched his brow, summoned the Cangyuan Hall, and stepped into the White Jade Square.
The moment he landed, the artifact spirit Cangyuan lunged over and slammed her head against the floor tiles.
"Master! The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda! The Nine-Turn Profound Origin Art!" Cangyuan cried shrilly, her body flickering with excitement. "Whose reincarnation are you, exactly? The Sage has emptied their entire treasury for you!"
Chen Lin kicked the hysterical Cangyuan aside, walked to the center of the square, and sat down.
A hundred thousand supreme-grade immortal crystal veins. An Innate Supreme Treasure. A supreme cultivation method. Pangu Essence Blood.
All of it had been lavished on a single human immortal realm recruit in one day.
"The stakes are too high." Chen Lin's expression was cold, without a trace of joy in his eyes. "The Space-Time God of the Mirror Universe wants to kill me. So the Sage on our side has given me the best armor, the best cultivation method, and the best resources. Both sides are getting desperate."
Strength.
It still came down to strength.
In anyone else's hands, these treasures would be trump cards. In Chen Lin's hands, they were death warrants. If he failed to reach the golden immortal level—or even the Great Luo level—within a hundred years, the opposing quasi-saint would cross the boundary to kill him, no matter the cost.
Chen Lin turned his hand over and took out the jade vial sealed with eighty-one restrictions.
A strand of divine sense had barely approached it.
Boom!
A terrifying pressure capable of crushing a galaxy seeped from the mouth of the vial, instantly blasting his divine sense into nothingness.
"Pfft!" Chen Lin threw his head