Ruins

"Only, that place is exceedingly perilous. What I can do is get you in and ensure you have a way out. As for whether you can come out alive, that will ultimately depend on your own fortune." Fat Daoist's expression remained calm as he spoke in a deep voice.

Chen Fan was slightly startled. At his current realm, aside from people like the master of the Immortal Palace and the headmaster of Shu Mountain, there were indeed few powerful cultivators who could help him comprehend the Dao through battle.

Moreover, the remaining powerful cultivators bore him neither grudge nor enmity. They could not possibly fight him to the death; it was simply not worth the loss. Thus, these experts would rather spend several thousand years in secluded cultivation to comprehend the Dao than casually emerge to wage a great battle with someone.

Now that Fat Daoist had mentioned a place where Chen Fan could break through within a few decades, Chen Fan could not help but be astonished.

"What place?" Chen Fan asked.

"A place you've been before—the Dark Void Realm," Fat Daoist said indifferently.

Chen Fan's expression changed at once upon hearing this.

The Dark Void Realm was a forbidden ground for every cultivator in this world. Everyone knew it was filled with danger. Chen Fan had personally entered it once and obtained Chaos Qi. Later, he had seen that realm several times within void passages. The first time, he had even witnessed an ancient flood dragon whose fate, life or death, was unknown, as well as a ruined celestial court and countless immortal corpses.

Yet that realm was equally empty and unreal. Why could one comprehend the Dao in such a place? Chen Fan was somewhat puzzled.

At that moment, Ink Dragon cried out in shock, "You don't