The Taiyi Mysterious Immortal realm was far from as simple as they had imagined.
When he had forcefully stepped into the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal realm just now, he had witnessed a true great terror—a terror beyond the power of words to describe.
Forget entering the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal realm; that great terror alone had been enough to crush him to death. In the end, he had exhausted every ounce of strength just to steal a trace of power belonging to a Taiyi Mysterious Immortal.
Yet in the end, he had still lost. Even after stealing a trace of Taiyi Mysterious Immortal power, he had still lost.
Giving Ye Lin one final look, Xuanyuan Tufeng sighed. The light gradually faded from his eyes.
If he had not provoked Ye Lin back then, perhaps he would not have ended up like this now. Unable to help himself, he found his past actions laughable.
This world... its waters ran deep indeed.
As he watched Xuanyuan Tufeng fall, blood also trickled from the corner of Ye Lin's mouth as he gripped the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor. The blood within his body churned without cease, while immortal fortune power surged violently through his meridians, nearly shattering all his internal organs.
That move had not left him unscathed either.
Even a mere trace of Taiyi Mysterious Immortal power was not something he could withstand. Had he not cultivated immortal fortune power, that strike alone might have beaten him half to death.
He had never imagined that this man would be so insane as to try forcing his way into the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal realm.
It was utterly laughable.
In the immortal path, every advance into a major realm came with a trial of life and death.
Each major breakthrough took ten thousand years, sometimes