The night air was thick with the scent of blood.
Qin Lan stood amidst the remnants of the Scarlet Fang Wolves, their lifeless bodies scattered across the rocky terrain. His black robe was stained with crimson, but his golden eyes remained cold, indifferent to the carnage around him. The battle had been fierce, yet his movements had only grown sharper, his control over his newfound strength becoming more refined with each strike.
"This body... it's adapting faster than I expected."
He clenched his fist, feeling the surge of energy coursing through his veins. His Void Immortal Constitution was awakening, responding to the harsh environment and the blood he had spilled.
A low, guttural growl echoed from deeper within the valley.
Qin Lan's gaze snapped toward the source of the sound. Through the swirling mist, a shadow loomed—a beast several times larger than the wolves he had just slain. Its eyes burned like molten gold, and its body radiated an oppressive aura.
The Crimson Fang Alpha.
A creature at the peak of Foundation Establishment.
A normal cultivator at his level would have no chance against such a beast. But Qin Lan was far from ordinary.
"If I can kill it... my Void Bloodline might fully awaken."
Instead of retreating, he stepped forward. His breath slowed, his heartbeat steadied. He activated Void God's Breath, his presence flickering like an illusion. The beast hesitated for a brief moment, sensing something unnatural.
Then, it roared and charged.
The earth trembled beneath its massive paws.
Qin Lan did not move.
He waited.
Closer.
Closer.
The beast lunged—its fangs gleaming under the moonlight.
And at that precise moment—
BOOM!
A pulse of Void Qi erupted from Qin Lan's body.
The beast's movements froze mid-air, as if trapped between reality and nothingness. Its golden eyes widened in terror.
Qin Lan's figure blurred—his hand pierced into the creature's chest with unerring precision. A surge of energy flowed into his body as he seized the core of the beast's essence.
His Void Bloodline had finally awakened.
A tide of power flooded his meridians, and his golden eyes shone brighter than ever.
As the lifeless corpse of the Alpha collapsed to the ground, Qin Lan took a deep breath, steadying himself. He could feel it—the beginning of his true evolution.
But before he could fully absorb the changes within him, a presence flickered at the edge of his senses.
Someone was watching him.
He turned sharply.
A figure in flowing silver robes stood atop a jagged rock, their features hidden beneath a hood. But even from this distance, Qin Lan could feel their gaze piercing through him.
And then—
A voice, calm yet filled with authority, echoed through the night.
"Interesting. A mere Qi Condensation cultivator... and yet, you possess the aura of the Void Immortal."
Qin Lan's expression darkened.
Who was this person?
And more importantly—
How much did they know about him?