As a Taiyi cultivator who had also mastered the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Arts, Li Su was undoubtedly quite confident in his own safety. Given his own capabilities, even a Daluo cultivator would not possess greater survivability than he did. So long as he obediently stayed in one place without moving, even a Near Saint trying to find him would be like fishing a needle from the sea—immeasurably difficult.
The only thing he needed to watch out for was unforeseen circumstances: he had to make sure he was not caught up in the battles of cultivators above the Hundred-Million-Dao realm.
As long as he ensured that, he would basically be safe.
That was precisely why Li Su had entered the Eastern Domain with such confidence and without hesitation. With the perceptive abilities of his primordial spirit, the odds of such a thing happening were simply too, too low.
It was about as likely as a comet striking Earth—something that might not happen once in thousands or tens of thousands of years, even less likely than winning the lottery jackpot.
Yet he had never imagined that the very moment he entered the Eastern Domain, he would fucking get dragged into a conflict between Daluo cultivators—and fucking Hundred-Trillion-realm cultivators at that, the kind that could threaten his life...
It was like going to the bank to withdraw money, only to suddenly run into robbers. In that instant, it truly felt as though everything he knew had been overturned.
His nerves tightened together as never before, his heart pounding frantically despite itself. The thudding struck his eardrums until they hurt. His blood surged through him at unprecedented speed, and even his blood vessels seemed to contract.
His cultivation technique was pushed to an unprecedented extreme. He completely grasped the workings of every