Zhang Tie Had Returned

Deep within the dark, boundless sea of consciousness, Wang Da Fu's awareness, as though submerged in a bottomless icy pool, suddenly "awoke."

To his horror, he found that he had become a tiny, faint orb of light emitting a gentle green glow.

The sensation was bizarre beyond words, as if his consciousness had broken free of his flesh-and-blood body and been forcibly crammed into a prison made entirely of energy. Worse still, seven pitch-black chains as thick as a child's arm, icy to the bone, coiled tightly around the orb of light he had become like venomous pythons from the netherworld!

Countless intricate, twisted runes were engraved upon the chains, flickering on and off. Every flicker brought excruciating pain deep in his "soul" and a powerful restraining force, making it impossible for his orb-like body to so much as struggle weakly. He could only float helplessly in this void of consciousness.

"It's over..." An icy chill instantly froze Wang Da Fu's consciousness.

As a descendant of a declining cultivation family, his talent was mediocre, and his cultivation had hovered at the fourth level of Qi Refinement. His greatest hobby had always been curling up in some obscure corner of the family Scripture Depository, flipping through dusty jade slips and ancient books dismissed as "useless miscellaneous texts."

Those seemingly useless scraps of knowledge now pierced his last shred of hope like icy daggers.

He already understood what his kind-looking master, Elder Xuan Qiuluo, intended to do!

He wanted to erase Wang Da Fu completely and seize his body! Immense terror and boundless fury churned within his consciousness, but more than anything, he felt an indescribable sorrow.

"Father..." A soundless wail rose from the depths of his consciousness. "Your son has failed you... At your age, you'll have to watch your white-haired