"Supreme!"
"Father, I've finally reached—"
The figure lying on the ground suddenly sprang up, still muttering without end.
But his words abruptly caught in his throat.
He saw clearly where he was.
This was... the Realm of Death.
He finally remembered everything that had happened before.
After the black mist had engulfed him, he had arrived in this barren place. As he kept feeling his way forward, he had somehow fallen into a dazed state.
The only thing that could be called fortunate was that, while he slept, all he thought of were scenes from when he had been with his father.
His father's countless harsh demands, the training that spared almost no cost in order to make his cultivation reach the legendary Supreme realm.
Without realizing it, he had sunk deeply into that dream.
What was also fortunate was that his original cultivation had not been too far from Supreme, allowing him to break through in his sleep.
Had he not made that final breakthrough, he would likely have slept forever.
Remembering this, the man broke out in a cold sweat.
"The Realm of Death truly lives up to its name. I have the auxiliary Spiritual Sense Father left behind on me, yet it still couldn't help me... Not right!"
He suddenly discovered that the strand of Spiritual Sense his father had left him before he fell asleep had already vanished.
"Father..."
He finally realized that his breakthrough had not been due to himself at all. Even that dream had been caused by the strand of Spiritual Sense his father had deliberately left within him.
Once he understood this, he became even more terrified of this place.
As for this man...
Luo Yan!
He was Luo Yan, the only son of Luohu, one of the Four Great Eternals publicly