241: Chapter 241 Further Advancement in Cultivation, Locking in on Qin Changsheng!

Time flowed on unceasingly.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

At the Primordial Holy Land, atop Shengzhu Peak.

The gates of the seclusion chamber remained tightly shut; Jiang Han had not taken a single step out.

During this time, the entire Primordial Holy Land operated as usual.

Cultivators from various regions in the outside world were rife with discussion, all talking about the aftermath of that day's battle.

Only regarding news of Qin Changsheng, there was absolutely none.

This Child of Destiny who had descended from the Immortal Realm had completely vanished from the Four Domains since the day he fled miserably into the Void Realm.

However, the people of the various regions did not relax their vigilance because of this; after all, no one knew when Qin Changsheng might make a comeback.

At the same time.

In the far south of the Four Domains, deep within the Dead Miasma Forest.

Qin Changsheng sat cross-legged within it.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his hands rapidly shifted through hand seals.

Wisps of immortal light seeped out from his body.

This immortal light traveled around his body, attempting to re-condense that layer of protective immortal light.

But unfortunately, as soon as a small halo formed, the power of the Laws of the Four Domains' Heavenly Dao pressed down from all directions.

The heavy pressure fell upon that weak patch of immortal light.

The immortal light could not bear the burden and shattered directly.

Qin Changsheng's body shook violently, and he opened his mouth to spray out a large mouthful of blood.

He opened his palm, which was completely empty.

The immortal light that used to be inexhaustible could no longer be condensed even slightly, no matter how he urged it now.

Over the past month, he had tried countless times.

After the Sumeru Immortal Palace was destroyed, he was equivalent to a tree without roots in the Four Domains.

Without the Immortal Palace as a medium, the protective immortal light simply could not be reshaped.

He reached out his right hand and grasped at the void.

The changsheng sword appeared in his palm.

The brilliance of time on the changsheng sword was no longer as dazzling as before.

The black mark on the blade, struck by Jiang Han's palm, remained clearly visible.

Qin Changsheng mobilized the immortal power in his body and poured it into the changsheng sword.

A hazy halo lit up on the sword's body.

He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed out at the void in front of him.

Turbulent void currents surged out from the crack.

Qin Changsheng released his Divine Sense, compressed it into a line, and probed into the crack.

He wanted to find the coordinates of the Immortal Realm within this vast void.

After a moment, he withdrew his Divine Sense and took half a step back.

Losing the support of power, the crack quickly closed.

He had no Sumeru Immortal Palace and no guiding immortal light.

Relying solely on his current severely suppressed cultivation, he simply could not open a passage back to the Immortal Realm.

Even worse was the cultivation within his body; the Heavenly Dao's suppression grew heavier day by day.

At times it maintained the Rule-Transcending Realm Peak.

At other times, it fell to the Rule-Transcending Realm Middle Stage.

It fluctuated constantly between the two, extremely unstable.

Rising and falling, it was completely beyond his control.

Not only was his cultivation unstable, but even the power of the many immortal Divine Abilities he possessed was greatly reduced.

He looked toward the sky above and recalled Jiang Han's face.

His heart was full of hatred.

If it weren't for him, how could I have fallen to such a state?!

...

The sun rose and the moon set.

Another month passed.

Primordial Holy Land, Shengzhu Peak.

The stone door of the secret chamber, which had been closed for two months, finally opened slowly.

A tall and straight figure stepped out from within.

Jiang Han wore a dark purple robe, his ink-black hair draped over his shoulders, and his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky.

The moment he appeared, the Spiritual Qi of the entire Shengzhu Peak converged toward his location.

He just stood there, yet the aura around him was no longer the disorder it was before his seclusion; it had become even more unfathomable.

After these two months of seclusion, Jiang Han had completely refined the residual immortal light and time power in his body.

The Life Creation Art, combined with the Spirit Devouring Heavenly Art, had fully absorbed that piece of qilin immortal source.

His cultivation had thus advanced irresistibly.

From just having entered the Rule-Transcending Realm Early Stage, he had broken through directly to the Rule-Transcending Realm Late Stage.

As soon as he walked out, he saw a graceful figure not far away.

At this moment, Leng Qingqiu had her back to him, looking at the distant sea of clouds.

Upon hearing the movement behind her, she turned her head and happened to meet Jiang Han's gaze.

Leng Qingqiu was instantly delighted, and the two smiled at each other.

With a movement of his feet, Jiang Han's figure appeared beside Leng Qingqiu.

She looked him up and down.

There was no need to deliberately investigate, relying on the interconnected Qi between the two after Dual Cultivation.

Leng Qingqiu immediately sensed the change in Jiang Han's Realm.

Her countenance remained cold and peerless, but at this moment, those beautiful eyes were filled with smiles.

“Rule-Transcending Realm Late Stage?”

Leng Qingqiu's red lips parted slightly.

Jiang Han nodded.

Leng Qingqiu reached out, her fingertip tapping on Jiang Han's chest.

“Husband...”

“This cultivation speed of yours is becoming increasingly frightening.”

Jiang Han took the opportunity to grasp her hand, “Can't be helped, with such a good wife, my Realm naturally rises quickly.”

Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu gave him a sidelong glance, her face full of smiles.

“How is it that after one seclusion, you've become even more glib-tongued?”

Jiang Han directly pulled Leng Qingqiu into his arms, and his hands immediately became restless.

As they wandered all over her body, Leng Qingqiu's body instantly went soft.

“Alright...”

“It's still daytime...”

Leng Qingqiu went limp in Jiang Han's arms, whispering softly, her breath like orchids.

After Jiang Han had his fill of touching, he also stopped his movements.

Once Leng Qingqiu had recovered a bit, Jiang Han spoke, saying, “Let's take a walk.”

As his voice fell, the two of them strolled through the Peak with their fingers interlocked.

Spiritual bamboo swayed on both sides.

“Has there been any movement in the outside world these past two months?” Jiang Han asked.

Leng Qingqiu looked at the path ahead, quickly organizing the information in her mind.

Then she expressed it concisely.

“Aside from the major powers stepping up their defenses, nothing else has happened.”

“That Qin Changsheng hasn't shown his face again since he fled that day.”

“I've sent out the sect's secret agents, and Ling Xiyue has also used the Jade Pool's informants.”

“Empress Yun Zhiyue has cast an even wider net across the Four Domains.”

“None have found a trace of him.”

Leng Qingqiu stopped her pace.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Han.

“This Qin Changsheng is, after all, from the Immortal Realm and is the source of this chaos.”

“As long as he isn't eliminated, he remains a hidden threat.”

“Husband, what do you plan to do now?”

Jiang Han stood in place and nodded, not finding this surprising.

With the Sumeru Immortal Palace destroyed and the immortal light gone, Qin Changsheng's strength was heavily suppressed in this world, so he naturally wouldn't dare show his face easily.

Jiang Han didn't answer directly; with a thought.

The System light screen unfolded before Jiang Han's eyes, and a panel popped up.

Jiang Han pulled up the information regarding the Child of Destiny, Qin Changsheng.

And this time, it no longer displayed a string of question marks as it had before.

[Child of Destiny: Qin Changsheng.]

[Identity: Young Master of the Qin Clan in the Immortal Realm.]

[Cultivation: Rule-Transcending Realm (Fluctuating State)]

[Location: Southern Region, Dead Miasma Forest.]

Lines of text entered Jiang Han's eyes.

Jiang Han looked at the information on the screen and smiled slightly.

His gaze fell on the last line.

Southern Region, Dead Miasma Forest.

He closed the panel and turned to look at Leng Qingqiu.

Jiang Han raised his hand, and with a light tap of his fingertip in the void, a wisp of chaos qi emanated from his finger.

It directly severed a falling bamboo leaf by the roadside.

“Naturally, I'm going to kill him.”