The pale-faced man inside the carriage was naturally Zhang Qingyuan, who had left Yuzhou several years ago and come to the Nine Continents Continent.
At this moment, he did not look well.
He looked even worse than when he had left the Yuzhou Cultivation World several years ago!
His face was pale, his breathing weak. His body was riddled with wounds, Dao Injuries lingering throughout his meridians, further eroding his dantian and Sea of Consciousness. He was like a fragile porcelain doll that could shatter at any moment.
It was simply unimaginable!
Had he not walked the path of the Five Elements, with the Wood Element's endless vitality nourishing his physique and preventing his injuries from spreading, he would likely have already fallen apart and died!
This was all because Zhang Qingyuan's luck had been exceptionally rotten.
He had never imagined that the few Blood Demon Sect Cultivators he had slain more than a decade ago would have dug such a massive pit for him in advance, nearly burying him alive here!
It was a long story.
Several years ago, after arranging all his contingencies,
to avoid any unforeseen accident, Zhang Qingyuan had departed the Yuzhou Cultivation World through the Intercontinental Teleportation Array deep within the Deep Sea Region before his injuries had fully healed.
During the teleportation, he encountered several spatial storms along the way. Yet overall, though there had been scares, there had been no real danger, and he had ultimately set foot safely upon another land.
However,
his luck had truly been terrible.
Among the Blood Demon Sect Cultivators Zhang Qingyuan had slain in the great war that had erupted with the Sea Clan in the South Sea more than a decade ago, one held no low status within the Blood Demon Sect and had been greatly