At the end of the Immortal Road, a hazy fog obscured everything. Even Divine Sense could not pierce it.
A group of the Immortal Road's top geniuses stared at it with longing, yet none dared to move.
Too many things had happened over the past few days.
Several screams had come from thousands of light-years away, leaving everyone on edge and drenched in cold sweat.
Li Ye was different. His Martial Dao Heavenly Eye and Divine Sense could both see through the fog.
At the same time, he could tell that the fog was no ordinary mist. It was Dao Mist, emanating from the undying World Frameworks within True Immortals who had fallen.
That was why ordinary people could not see through it.
And there was more than one Dao World ahead. Several even overlapped, weaving together into a terrifying magnetic field where death lurked at every turn.
"Someone's there!"
Suddenly, someone shouted.
A shadow appeared in the hazy fog. The person emerged covered in blood, with parts of his body already rotting.
"The road ahead is a brush with death. Some made it through; others met their end. I got half a good deal and half a bad one: I met with disaster, but survived."
"I'm leaving. My journey along the ancient road is over!"
He spoke as if he had made peace with it, utterly carefree.
He felt no attachment to the Immortal King Road ahead, the Immortal Emperor Road, or even the ultimate fortune waiting at the end of the Universe Origin Road.
He had decided to end this trial and return to his own starry sky.
If he pressed on, he might not make it out alive.
His words moved the crowd.
Leave?
He was really going to turn back?
End his journey along the ancient