Chapter 549 - 398: Secluded Cultivation, Stepping into the Integration Stage, Divine Thought Materialization

Looking up at the pattern above his head, Lin Chang’sheng suddenly felt as though he’d glimpsed hope of escaping this place.

No matter whether it really was an array that could get him out, Lin Chang’sheng was determined to give it a try.

The pattern overhead was complex and deeply intricate, forming three separate arrays.

It seemed that only by activating all three arrays at once could their effects be unleashed.

Gu Shan and Xiaonan saw that Lin Chang’sheng was still busy analyzing the arrays, and didn’t disturb him.

They both sat cross-legged to cultivate nearby.

After all, the spiritual energy in this place was incredibly dense, especially atop the Divine Mountain, a perfect place for cultivation.

In the past, Lin Chang’sheng only needed about an hour to grasp an array, but these three were so profoundly mysterious that even he couldn’t fully unravel them; his divine sense felt as though it was being rapidly depleted.

Time flew by, and three days passed.

Lin Chang’sheng still hadn’t comprehended even a single grand array.

Meanwhile, several tribes within the secret realm, upon hearing the High Mountain Tribe had been wiped out, began converging on the Divine Mountain.

Finally, they assembled outside the Great Hall.

The chiefs of each tribe all had Mahayana cultivation, but even so, none dared to rush into the Great Hall blindly.

That day, Lin Chang’sheng opened his eyes, heard the news from Gu Shan, and came out to stand outside the Great Hall.

Gu Shan and Xiaonan followed behind him.

Outside, the tribe leaders were a bit surprised to see Lin Chang’sheng at the forefront.

Why was Lin Chang’sheng standing in the lead? Could it be these three were following his command?

"Senior, we heard you destroyed the High Mountain Tribe and the mountain guardian spirit beast. May we ask, have you found a way out of here? We’ve been trapped here for years—if you can get us out, we’ll serve you with all our strength!"

Among the tribes, an older man stepped forward to speak.

He didn’t know why Gu Shan, with his Middle Stage Mahayana cultivation, would willingly follow Lin Chang’sheng, who was only at Late Stage Void Refining.

But maybe Lin Chang’sheng was deliberately suppressing his cultivation. Regardless, the attitude had to be right.

So he respectfully addressed Lin Chang’sheng as "Senior."

After all, being able to wipe out the High Mountain Tribe and the mountain guardian spirit beast proved their strength was extraordinary.

"If you can get us out, we will absolutely repay you with everything we have!"

The rest quickly chimed in agreement.

This instantly gave Lin Chang’sheng a bold idea.

Even though not many people had entered the tribes, after years passed, they’d grown into several tribes here.

If you added them all up, there could easily be thousands.

And since this place was great for cultivation, their cultivation levels weren’t weak—he could mold them into a hidden force.

At a crucial moment, maybe they’d serve under him.

"There is a way to leave, but that depends on your attitude."

Lin Chang’sheng replied.

The old man who spoke promptly took out his storage bag; the others quickly followed suit.

"If we can get out, all our treasures will be yours, Senior!"

The old man said sincerely.

They’d been trapped here so long that treasures meant nothing if escape was possible.

"Your treasures don’t interest me; what I need is you."

Lin Chang’sheng stated bluntly.

This puzzled the crowd. "Us?"

"Exactly. When we get out, you will work for me—you can’t return to your former sects. Are you willing?"

Lin Chang’sheng asked.

After a brief thought, everyone agreed. After all, freedom under the open sky beat dying trapped here.

"We’re willing!"

The old man took the lead in replying.

"Good. Those with Mahayana cultivation, take this pill."

Lin Chang’sheng pulled out the Infinite Holy Pill from his pocket.

Then he counted the Mahayana cultivators—eight in total—and gave each one an elixir.

The eight didn’t hesitate to swallow their pills.

Immediately, they felt powerful spiritual energy dispersing inside, nourishing body and soul.

One person even had a breakthrough, advancing instantly to Middle Stage Mahayana.

Seeing the elixir’s effects, everyone thanked Lin Chang’sheng profusely.

They figured Lin Chang’sheng must be suppressing his cultivation—no way could someone at Void Refining make such a pill.

"Thank you, Senior!"

The crowd expressed their gratitude.

"Don’t thank me too soon. This pill is called the Soul-Splitting Yin Yang Pill. It boosts primordial power and cultivation, but also plants a Soul Seed in your Divine Soul. If you betray me after leaving—even at the Ends of the Earth—I can make you wish you were dead, feeling your soul slowly devoured piece by piece!"

Lin Chang’sheng threatened them.

Who knew if these people would keep their promise? Better to scare them first.

"We—we won’t go back on our word!"

Their hearts skipped a beat—no one expected the pill to be so harsh.

But considering its monstrous effects, the soul-devouring part was probably no joke.

"Good, each tribe leave behind one person. The rest can go back—when the time is right, I’ll notify you to leave this place!"

Lin Chang’sheng instructed.

Once they were free, these people could found sects of their own—a force to be reckoned with.

Eight Mahayana cultivators—that was no small matter.

"Understood!"

The chiefs answered, then departed, leaving a handful behind to await Lin Chang’sheng’s orders.

Soon after, Lin Chang’sheng, Gu Shan, and the others returned to the Great Hall.