Qiankun Continent

This was a dense forest. A gentle breeze carried a fine drizzle through the woods, making one feel as though bathed in spring air, leaving the heart at ease.

Yet in this somewhat primitive jungle, not a single person could be seen as far as the eye reached. There were only endless Giant Trees and the howling wind.

The north wind howled as it swept through a patch of thick weeds in the forest.

The weeds were blown apart by the fierce gale, vaguely revealing a figure in a green shirt within the grass.

The figure's clothes were badly tattered, his body covered in blood, and even the breath from his nostrils was exceedingly faint.

Had he not retained a trace of life, anyone would have thought this was a corpse abandoned in the wilderness.

After lying still for a long time, the blood-covered corpse suddenly trembled faintly. Then, his tightly shut eyes slowly opened a sliver.

Hearing the howling wind ringing by his ears, the figure in the green shirt could not help pulling his lips into a bitter smile.

He was the Heaven Ancestor of Tianxuan Continent, an existence worshipped as a god by countless living beings. Who would have thought he would end up in such a miserable state?

Just where the hell had that damned Space Storm carried him in the Great Thousand World?

The identity of this figure who resembled a corpse was now obvious. He was Lin Langtian, who had escaped from the Space Storm.

After accidentally being separated from Lin Dong, he had prepared to force his way through the Space Storm and descend into the Great Thousand World.

However, the Space Storm was truly terrifying, and even he had carelessly been swept into it.

Only after being savagely tormented by the violent