This Isn't the Mortal Realm!

"I'm not playing anymore!"

"I want to go home! Let me go! I want to go home—ahhh!"

Li Zhanhun let out an earth-shaking scream, crying for his father and mother. At that moment, he wept like a child bullied while away from home, utterly stripped of his earlier ferocious swagger. The contrast was immense.

"Let me out!!"

Li Zhanhun had gone mad, charging desperately toward the courtyard exit. His mind was a complete blur; he had even forgotten that, with his formidable strength, he could simply smash through the walls. Yet when he reached the gate, he discovered that at some point, a mass of flowers and grass had blocked the way.

"No!!"

Li Zhanhun broke down. Now, whenever he saw flowers or grass, it was as if he were seeing demons.

"Hey, brat, what are you howling and shrieking for? Can't you keep it down? Can't you see everyone's sleeping?"

Just as Li Zhanhun trembled in terror, he suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder. He turned, and his eyes instantly widened as if they might pop from their sockets. At that moment, he realized it was not a person patting him, but an enormous sunflower, tapping him with one of its leaves.

The sunflower said earnestly, "Young man, this isn't good. You're disturbing the neighbors..."

"Get away!"

"Get away from me!!"

A chill ran through Li Zhanhun's heart. The sunflower could talk!

At that moment, Li Zhanhun screamed as though he had gone insane. Even from far away, his piercing cries could be heard clearly, as if they were sounding right beside one's ears. The Immortal Vortex Realm cultivators who had been curious about Li Zhanhun's fate shuddered violently when those cries reached them.

They looked at one another, each seeing the fear and dread in the others' eyes.