The ripples in the sky faded, and the Dao light vanished completely.
Li Yun's feet struck solid ground. The instant he felt earth beneath him, his nerves, stretched to their limit, suddenly gave way, and cold sweat soaked through his clothes.
Around him was no longer the deathly still cliff above the ancient Dao sea. There was no Star Throne, no sinister old man—only the familiar mountain wind of Chaos Heaven Cave in the Evergreen Ancient Domain, gentle Spirit Qi, and steady Dao Resonance.
He had escaped.
He had truly made it out of the Eternal Night Dao Tomb's ancient Dao sea with his life!
Even so, Li Yun's chest still heaved, his emotions churned, and the chill down his back refused to fade.
Since setting out on his path, he had fought countless battles, slain sages and emperors, and braved one deadly place after another. Never had he felt terror like this, rising from the depths of his soul.
That white-haired old man in star-patterned robes was beyond anything Li Yun's current level could measure.
If he had been a step slower—or if the old man had taken him even slightly more seriously and kept his eyes on him—he would have been finished.
He had no doubt that if the old man had planted some Holy Son Dao Mark in him and made him a Holy Son of the Eternal Night Star Sect, he would have spent the rest of his life a puppet enslaved to another's will.
"Damn... I really did take a walk right up to the gates of hell."
Li Yun let out a low breath, still shaken, but he did not relax completely.
Because he knew it was not over.
He had a feeling that, by stumbling into the Eternal Night Star Sect's Dao tomb,