"Trying to send a soul signal?"
Chen Lan noticed that the Immortal Crane wanted to transmit a ssage to its mysterious master through its soul. With a wave of his hand, he set up a soul barrier that covered an area for hundreds of miles, capable of blocking any communication, sensing, Divine Sense, or soul transmission.
The Immortal Crane tried to contact its master but found that its soul link with the master had disappeared, aning it was now out of control!
Although this was a good thing, for the mont, it was bad!
"Your understanding of the soul is so profound that you can sever my connection with my master. Who on earth are you?" The Immortal Crane panicked. The soul is an extrely formidable path, difficult to comprehend. Many Daoist Venerables and Taoist Saints do not choose this path; they often choose simpler ones like the Five Elents, which are the easiest to comprehend.
Because this type of Dao Rhy Items is extrely easy to obtain.
"You talk too much," Chen Lan said casually. With a wave of his hand, he attempted to capture the Immortal Crane.
In an instant, the Immortal Crane turned into an ice sculpture, crashing heavily to the ground, embedded firmly in the earth.
Seeing this, Chen Lan smiled. He hadn’t expected the Immortal Crane to possess the Ice Dao; what luck.
Once refined, this would surely bring both Daos to perfection, advancing his strength further.
Currently, only one of his Daos was at the perfect state, the Thunder Dao.
He could never break through that barrier, as if sothing was oppressing him, unbearably stifling.
Chen Lan slowly approached the ice sculpture, clenched his fist, and prepared to launch a powerful punch.
The Immortal Crane, inside the ice sculpture, could see outside. Seeing Chen Lan readying to shatter its ice barrier with a punch, it couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly.
Though not invincible, its ice barrier could withstand a Taoist Saint’s strength. Even its master’s full-force punch couldn’t break it. How could this young man possibly manage it?
Suddenly, Chen Lan unleashed a full-strength punch. In the blink of an eye, the ice sculpture exploded. The Immortal Crane inside was sent flying like a cannonball, breaking countless trees before finally coming to a stop.
Chen Lan’s figure flashed, appearing before the Immortal Crane, pinning it underfoot, looking down at it from above.
"How do you possess such terrifying strength? I’ve never seen you, who on earth are you?" The Immortal Crane, proud of having road the Desolate Celestial Realm and seen countless powerful beings, including many Taoist Saints, was bewildered.
Yet it had never seen this person, nor the one its master showed it. Who on earth was this person?
"Chen Lan," Chen Lan said casually, waving his hand to grab the crane’s neck and exerting a slight force.
Instantly, the Immortal Crane struggled fiercely, reverting to its true form, like a large goose being lifted by Chen Lan, unable to speak, feeling suffocated.
The next second, its body twitched violently, hanging limp, its eyes rolled back. Chen Lan’s Soul Dao Power invaded its soul, leaving nothing untouched.
Shortly after, Chen Lan placed its corpse into a Storage Ring, planning to refine it later and extract the Dao Rhys from its body.
"So that’s how it is. The Sect Leader of the Lingming Immortal Palace is that old man. It seems when I took out the Immortal Suppression Tower earlier, it alerted him."
Earlier on the road, he’d taken out the Immortal Suppression Tower and asked one of the incarnations inside, who mumbled without saying a word. Turns out it was aware but opted not to report.
Possibly it didn’t dare, afraid the main body would detect it.
"But what intrigues more is, what is the precious treasure the Spiritual Clarity Daoist Saint has been guarding, making him assign the Immortal Crane to keep watch day and night?" Chen Lan muttered to himself.
From the Immortal Crane’s mories, he learned that the Spiritual Clarity Daoist Saint possessed a very important treasure, which had been under guard for a long ti. It’s uncertain what lies there that makes the Spiritual Clarity Daoist Saint value it so highly.
He planned to check it out when the ti ca.
After dealing with the Immortal Crane, Chen Lan disabled the Soul Barrier and returned to Liu Qingi’s side.
"Are you alright?" Liu Qingi checked Chen Lan from head to toe, relieved to find his clothes intact.
"Let’s go." Chen Lan spoke lightly, summoning the Lantian Sword for Liu Qingi to ride on, and flew them out with the sword.
...
At Lingming Immortal Palace.
The old man sitting on the ditation mat suddenly opened his eyes, panic-stricken.
"The soul connection with the Immortal Crane is gone. It’s dead!"
The soul link only breaks upon death. Could it have found that person and been killed by him?
Why didn’t it call for help?
Suddenly, he realized sothing and his eyes filled with anger: "Damn it, I nearly forgot the person’s proficiency in the Soul Dao could sever the soul link and kill the Immortal Crane unnoticed."
It seed that he had to take matters into his own hands.
The Spiritual Clarity Daoist Saint’s eyes darted around, deciding it was necessary to prepare as the opponent’s strength was not weak. Daring to venture alone into the Desolate Celestial Realm ant he likely had confidence.
He originally thought the Immortal Crane, with two perfected Daos, could subdue Chen Lan, but he didn’t expect it to die so quickly. The opponent’s rapid growth amazed him. In such a short ti, even for him, there had been no progress during this seclusion period.
Upon reaching a certain realm, further advancent requires an extrely long ti. A retreat could last ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or even a million years.
...
On the other side.
Chen Lan had no idea the Spiritual Clarity Daoist Saint feared him so much that he was already preparing for his arrival.
Chen Lan had just led Liu Qingi out of the Mad Forest to the Spirit Country’s city gate!
Looking at the gate that appeared like a colossal mountain, Chen Lan couldn’t help but marvel, "Isn’t this grander than even the Great Wall?"
He had visited the Great Wall several tis, and each ti, he was deeply moved by its majesty. Built by millions over a long ti, it’s filled with blood, sweat, and tales embedded within, truly awe-inspiring.
But such a wall, in even a small country in the Desolate Celestial Realm, was extraordinary.
"This is a wall to fend off Demon Beasts, built over generations, having repelled countless Demon Beasts to give the Spirit Country its present tranquility," Liu Qingi explained with a smile.
Chen Lan nodded. It should be like this, as unlike Blue Star, Demon Beasts were everywhere here. Without fortifications, this place would have beco a desolate wilderness long ago.
It’s the sa for the Spirit Country, and likely other nations as well. They’re incredibly prosperous.
"Sorry, Miss Liu, you may not be able to go inside."
At that mont, a guard at the gate, clad in silver armor and at the Saint King realm, approached, speaking with a cold, commanding tone tinged with a hint of threat!
Hearing this, Chen Lan frowned slightly. A re guard ddling unnecessarily?
It seed the Liu family’s second son had planned things well.
"Co, nothing in this world can stop us."
Saying this, Chen Lan grabbed Liu Qingi’s hand and strode boldly forward.
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