"Traveling with me is fine, but forget about going to Source God Continent. I don't even know how to get there myself."
"Ah?"
Luo Hengtian looked at Li Yun in surprise, then suddenly laughed as though he had found a kindred spirit. "So Fellow Daoist is also someone lost along the way..."
"Huh? Is that a problem?"
Li Yun showed none of the dejection or confusion one ought to have after getting lost in the Abyssal Ancient Dao.
"To be honest, I entered the Abyssal Ancient Dao of my own accord. I originally wanted to see whether I could visit the other worlds of the Abyssal Plane and broaden my horizons."
"But the moment I came in, I was hunted down. I was so preoccupied that I didn't have time to leave any markers. Now, even if I wanted to go back, it'd be difficult..."
Luo Hengtian was immediately amused by Li Yun's utterly indifferent attitude.
His expression relaxed considerably as well.
"So that's how it is. Fellow Daoist, you really are unlucky... though you've got it a little better than me. I was ambushed by an enemy back home on Tianluo Continent. After being wounded and knocked unconscious, I was thrown into the Abyssal Ancient Dao."
"By now, I can't even calculate how many years have passed."
"I've just been wandering this Abyssal Ancient Dao in a daze, without any destination..."
"To tell the truth, if I didn't still hold onto a sliver of hope—thinking that maybe one day I'd get lucky, suddenly find a way back, and return to Tianluo Continent to take revenge on the enemy who plotted against me—I might have broken down long ago."
"I see. Then you really are more unfortunate than I am..."
Li Yun smiled and took out some wine and dishes