"Who exactly are you?" Cai Lin wiped the blood from her chin, her voice hard and cold. "Heavenly Immortal cultivation, a Golden Immortal's physical body. Someone with a foundation like that couldn't possibly be a nobody."
Chen Lin turned around, his expression as calm as ever. Even after standing amid mountains of corpses and rivers of blood for a month, not a single drop of blood had stained his black robe.
"Just a recruit." Chen Lin's tone was flat.
Xiao Xun'er frowned slightly. Just as she was about to speak, the whistle of someone cutting through the air came from below the formation platform.
Changqingzi flew onto the platform, dragging a mangled corpse. It belonged to an early-stage Mystic Immortal deputy general from the Mirror Universe. After Xiao Xun'er had gravely wounded him, he had fallen at the edge of the battlefield, where Changqingzi and his puppets had ground him down until he died.
"My lord."
Without stopping to salute Xiao Xun'er and Cai Lin, Changqingzi hurried over to Chen Lin and dropped to one knee, holding up a black jade box stained with dark red blood in both hands.
"While searching this corpse, I found this. It has an extremely well-hidden seal on it. It doesn't seem like something that belongs on the front lines."
Changqingzi knew the survival rules of a scheming old fox all too well: whenever he encountered something he couldn't understand, he handed it over immediately.
Chen Lin's gaze swept over the jade box.
An intricate gray array pattern was carved into its surface.
The instant Xiao Xun'er saw that array pattern, her expression changed sharply. "Space-time laws? That's a Quasi-Saint-level seal!"
Before she had finished speaking, Chen Lin had already reached out.
Dark gold qi and blood enveloped his fingertips. Ignoring the resistance of