The Northern Cold Immortal Domain was vast and boundless. Deep within its northern reaches lay mostly untamed primordial wilderness that had never been developed. The heaven and earth origin energy here was violent and chaotic, mountain ranges rose and fell like the jagged spines of colossal beasts, ancient trees towered into the sky, and miasma pervaded the land. Cultivators rarely set foot here.
A streak of green light shot unsteadily out of the void, revealing a man in green robes.
He was none other than the Junior Brother Han whom Zhang Tie had seen during the time reversal—Han Li himself.
His face was slightly pale, and his brows were tightly furrowed. Crossing the void for so long had clearly consumed much of his immortal power. As for why he was fleeing, it was because he had suddenly sensed an overwhelmingly intense threat of life and death earlier. Such warnings were usually extremely accurate, so even though he had not found the cause, the ever-cautious Han Li had chosen to run first.
He halted amid the clouds and cautiously spread his spiritual sense outward like a tide. Only after confirming that there was no immediate danger did he relax slightly, take out a pill, and swallow it, preparing to find a place to rest and recover.
However, at the very instant his vigilance slackened—
"Buzz!"
A strange hum that struck directly at the depths of his soul suddenly rang out!
The surrounding world seemed like the surface of a lake struck by a stone, its scenery instantly twisting and blurring. An indescribably terrifying pressure crashed down as though the entire sky had collapsed, enveloping everything within a hundred miles around him.
Space froze, and even time seemed to thicken. Han Li felt his entire body tighten, as if he had been