Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 1314 388: White Bone's Sneak Attack—Lu Changsheng's Void Realm Descends and Slashes a True Immortal!

The spectral remnants within the Ancient Immortal Battlefield's Space Realm exhibit an unyielding, indestructible nature.

This is a fact Lu Changsheng had previously confirmed.

Regardless of how he dispersed these spectral remnants, it proved futile; they would invariably regenerate.

However, the current situation presented a marked difference.

By unleashing his Divine Power, "Devouring Spirit," Lu Changsheng managed to engulf a spectral remnant in a single gulp.

Lu Changsheng distinctly perceived the spectral remnant being progressively dismantled by the "Devouring Spirit" Divine Power, ultimately transforming into sustenance for it and vanishing completely into nothingness.

Extinguished!

No more spectral remnants.

That particular spectral remnant did not reappear as it had previously.

"Did it work?"

A flicker of elation sparked within Lu Changsheng's heart.

Indeed, the spectral remnants were gone.

Furthermore, upon closer introspection, he noticed a subtle yet discernible expansion in the Dao Fruit of All Souls.

Although the growth was infinitesimally small.

The progress of the Dao Fruit did not even breach 2%, remaining static at 1%.

Yet, this hardly mattered; Lu Changsheng could sense the Dao Fruit's development.

The act of the "Devouring Spirit" Divine Power consuming a spectral remnant was unequivocally beneficial to the Dao Fruit.

A solitary spectral remnant was insufficient to elevate the Dao Fruit by a full 1%.

Nevertheless, this revelation provided Lu Changsheng with boundless inspiration.

Moreover, this presented a significant opportunity for Lu Changsheng.

If the Devouring Spirit Divine Power possess the capability to handle spectral remnants.

Did this imply that Lu Changsheng could potentially eradicate all the spectral remnants in the initial stratum of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield?

Envisioning this possibility, Lu Changsheng's eyes gleamed.

The first stratum of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield had, in truth, been scoured by countless Immortals.

The pursuit of potent Immortal Treasures was an endeavor deemed practically impossible.

But that was irrelevant.

What if certain items had been overlooked?

Besides, even if nothing remained, even in the absence of any Immortal Treasures, Lu Changsheng's Devouring Spirit Divine Power could still advance.

The Dao Fruit of All Souls could be fortified.

That was sufficient!

"Let us commence..."

Without a moment's delay, Lu Changsheng initiated his movement.

He resolutely proceeded deeper into the initial stratum of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield's expanse.

Within the first stratum of the Heavenly Abyss Ancient Immortal Battlefield, the White Bone Immortal was engaged in a search.

The appellation White Bone Immortal carried a certain "demonic" undertone.

This impression was largely accurate.

He too had ascended from the Lower Realm to the Heavenly Realm.

Whispers suggested that in the Lower Realm, White Bone Immortal had been responsible for the demise of innumerable beings, earning a notorious reputation as a formidable fiend.

However, the circumstances were different in the Heavenly Realm.

The Heavenly Realm was an all-encompassing domain.

Whether demons, fiends, or even martial artists, all were considered the same; all were Immortals!

Strictly speaking, Lu Changsheng could be categorized as a Martial Immortal.

Titles such as Demon Immortal, Devil Immortal, Martial Immortal, and others had once been prevalent, but their usage had gradually waned.

The Heavenly Realm exhibited impartiality regarding the designation of one's Immortal path.

After all, they were all Immortals.

Within the Heavenly Realm, individuals possessed considerable latitude in their actions.

However, there was no rationale for provoking other Immortals.

Should other Immortals harbor animosity towards you.

Your demise was a distinct possibility.

For instance, certain Heavenly Immortals harbored profound disdain for Demon Immortals who perpetrated massacres in entire cities.

Upon encountering such individuals, they would be swiftly dispatched.

Consequently, since his ascent to the Heavenly Realm, White Bone Immortal had maintained an exceedingly discreet profile.

He no longer dared to engage in the wanton destruction of cities and clans.

Nevertheless, his ambition was to establish a Dao Field.

Conventional methods proved insufficient for acquiring Immortal Treasures capable of suppressing Qi Fortune, compelling him to venture into the Heavenly Abyss Ancient Immortal Battlefield in pursuit of favorable circumstances.

Yet, even after traversing the initial stratum of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield multiple times, he had yet to unearth anything of significance.

Instead, he had encountered certain spectral remnants, which he found challenging to confront, opting instead to maintain a safe distance.

The further he ventured inward, the greater the concentration of spectral remnants became.

Should he find himself encircled by numerous spectral remnants, White Bone Immortal would face imminent peril.

Conversely, proceeding to the second stratum would undoubtedly involve substantially greater risks.

The Heavenly Abyss Ancient Immortal Battlefield escalated in danger with each successive layer.

White Bone Immortal's current expedition to the Heavenly Abyss Ancient Immortal Battlefield did not include any intention of venturing into the second stratum.

"Sigh."

"Reflecting on my past in the Lower Realm, how esteemed was my position?"

"Who could have foreseen that upon reaching the Heavenly Realm, I would find myself perpetually vigilant, constrained in my actions, and far less liberated than in the Lower Realm."

"However, if I were fortunate enough to obtain Immortal Treasures that suppress Qi Fortune, and subsequently establish a Dao Field, I could potentially reclaim the prestige I once commanded in the Lower Realm..."

The desire to establish his Dao Field burned brightly within White Bone Immortal.

"Hmph?"

"Why have I not come across any wandering dead spirits lately?"

"This is the deep section of the first layer of space; by rights, the number of dead spirits should only increase. Could it be that I'm simply fortunate enough to not encounter a single one?"

White Bone Immortal detected something peculiar.

Unusual occurrences invariably stem from a cause.

The absence of dead spirits might not be a favorable omen.

As White Bone Immortal mulled over this.

He suddenly felt a disturbance.

It was the fluctuation of a dead spirit.

And then another fluctuation.

That seemed to be the aura of an Immortal?

Someone was engaged in combat with dead spirits!

White Bone Immortal's heart skipped a beat.

An Immortal.

Back in the Lower Realm, he had been a ruthless figure.

Ambushing others was a common tactic.

Yet, upon arriving in the Heavenly Realm, he found himself constantly restrained.

But the Ancient Immortal Battlefield was different.

This battlefield was cut off from the outside world.

No one beyond this space had any knowledge of what transpired within.

If an Immortal were to perish here, it would cause no disturbance whatsoever.

This almost immediately brought to mind several "golden eras" from his cultivation journey in the Lower Realm.

All of which involved seizing opportunities from fellow cultivators, terminating them, absconding with their riches, and thus soaring to greater heights.

Now, within this desolate expanse of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, a setting so fitting.

White Bone Immortal's mind instantly recalled his "former profession."

Without delay, he concealed his presence and silently crept towards the source of the disturbance.

The Concealing Breath Technique wielded by White Bone Immortal was truly exceptional.

On one occasion, he had masked his aura so effectively that even a Heavenly Immortal Level Immortal Beast failed to detect him.

This serves as a testament to the profound mastery he possessed over his Concealing Breath Technique.