"Sir? Sir, wake up."
A sound came from beside his ear. Lu Yang opened his eyes, only to see a woman in a red dress, a vermilion dot between her brows, her beauty peerless and bewitching.
He looked around again.
Pearl curtains and embroidered drapes, painted beams and carved eaves. Light shimmered over crimson doors and golden floors; snow gleamed upon jade windows and palaces of precious stone. Fragrance wafted into his nose, nearly intoxicating Lu Yang's senses.
Yet in the next instant, memories that did not exist surfaced in his mind:
"Primordial True Person, at Qi Refining Great Perfection, secluded himself to break through to Foundation Establishment, only to fall victim to the Sacred Sect's scheme. They found his place of seclusion and ruined the foundation of his true qi."
"As a result, he had no choice but to establish his foundation with Fourth Grade true qi, severing his path of advancement."
"Primordial True Person sought Empty Attainment. On one hand, it was indeed because doing so benefited Heaven and Earth; on the other, it was likely because he no longer had any hope of walking the orthodox path."
"This is the first tribulation!"
Only then did Lu Yang come back to himself. Looking around, he realized that his current circumstances were exactly the same as Primordial True Person's back then, including the information he possessed.
What a Non-Existent Heaven.
Lu Yang was shaken. If he had not been controlling an avatar through a Puppet on Strings, he likely would not have been able to see through Non-Existent Heaven's true and false transformations at all.
Everything before his eyes, everything entering his ears, the fragrance at the tip of his nose, even his own body—every sensation was incomparably real. Even his cultivation was the same. He was no longer