The deep sea.
Darkness filled his vision. The water pressure was crushingly heavy, enough to grind ordinary creatures into bloody pulp in an instant.
Cold and lifeless, the deep was occasionally crossed by some colossal beast, gliding soundlessly through the water with a stink of blood and stirring up fierce undercurrents.
In a daze, it seemed as though some invisible force was urging him downward, downward, ever downward...
Until he sank into the unknowable, unspeakable, indescribable depths.
Zhong Kui Yueji opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings.
He wasn't surprised not to see Ning Wuye.
His present surroundings were obvious: he was in the deep sea.
This was where he had been born in this Dream Realm.
The first thing he needed to do was spread his Honorific Title.
According to intelligence the imperial dynasty had obtained from the demonic sect at the cost of countless people and resources, the deep sea wasn't especially dangerous.
There weren't many immortals born from the Dream Realm's own evolution—that is, "Original Immortals."
Zhong Kui Yueji's Spirit Transformation tribulation had been devoured by the Eternal Night. His attempt at Spirit Transformation had failed, leaving his cultivation in the present world somewhere between Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation.
But in this Dream Realm, the Great Dao he had mastered in the present world would be amplified to its utmost.
Not only could he wield power like an immortal, he was also an "Outer Immortal" invading this world!
In other words, Zhong Kui Yueji was now the enemy of every "Original Immortal" in the deep sea. If he died in this Dream Realm, he too would become one of the Fallen Immortals in the Dream Realm.
As he pondered this, a countless stream of dense prayers reached his ears: "We... the new Son of Heaven... reverently...