Blinding white light filled Lu Chuan's vision as he stood alone within this world of white radiance.
At that moment, the world around him began to shift rapidly. Soon, he discovered an exceedingly tall mountain before him, with a figure standing atop its peak.
The man wore gray-white robes and appeared to be around thirty years old. He was tall and slender, with handsome features and a pair of exceptionally bright eyes that seemed capable of seeing through one's heart.
The first impression he gave was one of refined elegance. If he held a scroll in his hands, he would be no different from a scholar.
"Hehe, Lu Chuan, This Seat would very much like to know how you cultivated to such a level!"
The refined figure atop the mountain smiled. Then, with a light sweep of his sleeve, Lu Chuan was instantly moved to the mountaintop.
"This..."
Seeing that the other man could instantly relocate his body, Lu Chuan frowned deeply.
"Who are you?" Lu Chuan asked.
"Hehe, my name is Soul Heavenly Emperor. You should have heard of me!"
The refined man smiled. Although no overwhelmingly powerful aura emanated from him, no one would consider him weak.
"Soul Heavenly Emperor?"
Hearing his introduction, Lu Chuan was slightly startled. From the man's words and bearing, could it be that he had been closely watching him and intended to make a move against him?
"The speed at which your cultivation has risen makes This Seat very curious!"
Soul Heavenly Emperor continued.
Those words made Lu Chuan feel an enormous threat.
The next moment, Lu Chuan almost instinctively fled beyond the mountaintop.
The figure atop the peak gently pressed a hand forward, and a pitch-black palm imprint thousands of zhang wide appeared above Lu Chuan's head. No matter how fast Lu