The golden seal talisman fell off, and as the scroll unfurled, the red-robed remnant soul slowly drifted out, albeit still showing a hint of discomfort from the seal.
"How is it? Doesn't the world feel clearer now, like a fog lifted, revealing sudden enlightenment?"
The other was clearly teasing, but Lin Chang'an nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, this must be how a Nascent Soul cultivator perceives the world."
It seemed there was an extraordinary transcendent feeling, leaving Lin Chang'an amused, as he merely had a breakthrough in divine sense, not attained immortality.
Yet, this amplified his longing for the Nascent Soul level.
However, such step-by-step ascend from mortal to this point wouldn't be comprehensible to the red-robed remnant soul, a cultivator from ancient times.
The red-robed remnant soul, still amused, teased, "Release your Phoenix Cry Bird and observe how a Golden Core late-stage demon beast's attack looks to you."
