Ye Tian opened his eyes and found that he was not on Empty Mountain Peak of the Tai Void Sect.
The sky overhead was black.
Countless pitch-black clouds and mists churned and roared without end like an inverted sea of darkness. A red sun hung slantwise at the horizon, its scarlet light spilling over everything and making the scene all the more eerie.
The jagged rocky ground around him was barren of even a blade of grass, and his field of vision was filled with savage, uneven mountain peaks.
Powerful yin winds filled the mountains, causing the entire world to echo with wailing ghost cries. Anyone of ordinary cultivation who heard them would likely go mad on the spot.
But all of this had a negligible effect on Ye Tian.
Ye Tian was already in the Immortal Realm.
Although the Tai Void Sect fell somewhat short of the top sects of the Eastern Continent, it was still far from weak. Within the Tai Void Sect, Ye Tian could also be considered a top-tier powerhouse.
In truth, Ye Tian's talent was not the best, but he made up for it with diligence. He simply buried himself in secluded cultivation on his Empty Mountain Peak, and with a few fortunate opportunities, he had successfully reached the Immortal Realm in a thousand years.
He had even advanced another step and was already capable of attempting the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Unfortunately, at the most critical moment of breaking through, he had been disturbed and failed. The backlash had even destroyed both his body and soul.
Ye Tian still clearly remembered the scene from the last moment of his life, when his soul had self-destructed.
Atop Empty Mountain Peak, which stood towering into the heavens, rapidly expanding transparent ripples of shockwaves had enveloped the entire