562: Chapter 562

Qin Yun's figure tumbled out from a patch of distorted light and shadow, crashing into an unfamiliar mountain forest and snapping several ancient trees before finally coming to a halt.

Immortal Wander consumed a massive amount of energy, and coupled with the injuries from previously tanking a blow from a Saint, his blood and Qi were churning uncontrollably, while both his Physical Body and Divine Soul suffered violent tremors.

However, he did not immediately regulate his breathing. Instead, he snapped his head up, instantly spreading his Divine Thought and alertly sensing the area behind him.

Nothing.

There was none of that familiar locking sensation from the Beichen Ancient Clan.

Nor were there any traces of a Saint's pressure pursuing him.

Qin Yun still did not dare to relax. He forced himself to his feet and changed positions several times in succession, thoroughly erasing his presence each time and confirming it repeatedly.

After several such maneuvers, he finally stopped in a hidden cave and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

For the short term, he had managed to shake them off.

Leaning against the cold stone wall, Qin Yun extended his Divine Thought again to sense this unfamiliar world.

The Laws of Heaven and Earth here had subtle differences compared to the Tianlan Region.

The Spiritual Qi was heavier, but it was also mixed with a primal, desolate aura he had never encountered before.

He was certain he hadn't left the scope of this Great Continent; that burst from Immortal Wander had simply sent him directly to a completely unfamiliar territory.

Qin Yun withdrew his Divine Thought and began to examine the lingering resonance of the pair of Immortal Spirit Wings within his body.

After some investigation, he gained a clear understanding.

Although the consumption of Immortal Wander was terrifying, its source did not rely on his own spiritual power, but rather on the unique power of Immortal Wander contained within the Divine Feathers.

As long as the power within the Divine Feathers was not exhausted, this Divine Ability could be used repeatedly.

Furthermore, it was extremely difficult to interrupt. Once activated, the Laws of Space would be directly overwritten by a higher level of power, making it difficult for even someone at the level of an old Saint to instantly seal it off.

Most importantly, its teleportation distance was ridiculously far, simply incomparable to ordinary spatial shifting.

This was no ordinary life-saving escape technique.

This was a stable and terrifying trump card for survival.

Qin Yun made a judgment in his heart.

If he encountered a death trap in the future that even Immortality and Indestructibility could not resolve, he wouldn't necessarily have to fight to the bitter end every time.

If he couldn't win, he could just run away.

This was the first time he possessed an escape method that even high-Realm experts would find difficult to completely seal off.

Having figured out the details of Immortal Wander, Qin Yun was in no hurry to go out and explore.

He knew very well that the priority was to think through the problems exposed during the pursuit.

He calmed his mind and began to review the events.

Why was Immortality and Indestructibility seen through?

Normally, given the profundity of this Divine Ability, it should have been enough to deceive most existences.

But the Beichen Ancient Clan's side had judged almost the instant he faked his death that he was not dead, and they hadn't even relaxed their blockade in the slightest.

This was too abnormal.

Qin Yun traced back from this result and finally locked the problem onto the word 'Luck.'

He understood.

Back then, by using the Python Sparrow Swallowing Dragon Record and that Luck-shifting Formation, what he swallowed was fundamentally not just the personal Luck of that Holy Body Seed.

The Beichen Ancient Clan had set up such a heaven-defying scheme precisely to use the Luck of an entire ancient clan to forcibly build up a child of destiny.

When he counter-swallowed, he followed that line and pulled over the entire vein of Luck behind that Holy Body Seed along with it.

Furthermore, as the invisible overlord of the Tianlan Region, the Beichen Ancient Clan's Clan Luck was already connected to the flow of Luck of the entire Tianlan Region.

Therefore, what he had swallowed had long exceeded the scope of a single ancient clan and even involved the Luck of the entire Tianlan Region.

If he had truly died, that swallowed Luck should have collapsed and dissipated, returning to Heaven and Earth, or rather, returning to its original owner.

Since the Beichen Ancient Clan could not feel the return of the Luck, they could naturally judge immediately that he was still alive.

So, it wasn't that Immortality and Indestructibility had failed.

It was that this time, the logic the opponent used to track him had changed.

It wasn't based on sensing life or death.

It was based on sensing whether that stolen Luck had returned.

After thinking through this layer, Qin Yun's sense of crisis reached its peak again.

As long as the Beichen Ancient Clan's means of locking onto Luck still existed, he could not easily expose himself.

The most correct choice right now was to find a place to completely hide and enter secluded cultivation.

Qin Yun set off immediately.

He did not choose a Grotto-Heaven Blessed Land with abundant Spiritual Qi; instead, he specifically picked those desolate lands with chaotic ley lines and mixed auras.

Finally, deep within an underground lava river, he carved out a temporary Immortal Cave.

After setting up dozens of concealment and protection Formations, he sealed the entrance, sat cross-legged, and completely immersed his mind into his Sea of Consciousness.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness, all was silent.

The azure pagoda still hovered in the center, quietly slumbering.

Compared to before, it showed no signs of waking up, but the aura it emitted was deeper than in the past, as if it had merged into one with the entire Sea of Consciousness.

Qin Yun was just performing a routine check, but he quickly noticed an anomaly.

Around the azure pagoda, strands of gray airflow had reappeared at some point.

The power of Chaos.

This power that had disappeared for so long was actually beginning to slowly recover on its own during the azure pagoda's slumber.

With the reappearance of the power of Chaos, the mysterious characters on the body of the azure pagoda became more complete and clearer than ever before.

They were no longer blurry imprints, but more like runes directly manifested from the Dao's Origin—difficult, profound, each character appearing to contain the ultimate truths of a world.

Qin Yun knew his true opportunity had come.

Without the slightest hesitation, he sat down directly within his Sea of Consciousness, his mind fully immersed in the comprehension of those ancient characters.

This would be a long process.

But it was also his only chance to jump out of the current death trap and truly take control of his own fate.

The seclusion began.

In the first year, his progress was difficult.

The level of those ancient characters was too high. With his current Realm and Comprehension Ability, deducing a single character required a massive amount of Divine Soul power; often, he would stare for several days and still gain nothing.

In the second year, relying on the towering Luck accumulated in this life and a terrifying Comprehension Ability far exceeding ordinary people, he began to slowly find the path.

He no longer obsessed over the meaning of individual characters, but instead linked them together, sensing them from the overall Dao rhyme.

Once this step was successful, many of his past cultivation gaps and Bottlenecks were suddenly cleared in the process.

The more he comprehended, the more shocked he became.

Because what these characters recorded was no longer just a certain Physique or a certain Cultivation Technique.

It pointed toward a higher level of cultivation path.

A path... leading to immortality.

Time flowed rapidly during the tedious comprehension.

Outside the Immortal Cave, the lava flowed incessantly.

In the world outside, who knows how many seasons had changed.

The fifth year.

Inside the underground Immortal Cave, Qin Yun, who had been sitting still all this time, finally slowly opened his eyes.

There was no divine light flowing in his eyes, nor were there any startling phenomena.

There was only a calm that simplified complexity.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, that patch of profound ancient characters returned to silence.

But the true content they carried had already been completely branded into Qin Yun's heart.

What he had comprehended was a Cultivation Technique.

A supreme method that truly pointed to a higher Realm and even possessed the foundation for Immortal Ascension.

The moment he fully understood this Cultivation Technique, Qin Yun's perception of 'Immortality' became incomparably clear.

It was no longer an ethereal legend, nor was it an unreachable end point.

This Cultivation Technique spread out a truly existing path for him.

A Great Dao leading to the heavens that could allow him to walk all the way to the end of the immortal path.