Meng Chuan sent Shi Hao to the Foreign Realm and stopped paying attention. Whether Shi Hao lived or died had nothing to do with him.
I'll carry on Jin Tai Jun's dying wish. I'll nip this world's future hope, the Weird Race's peerless enemy, in the bud!
Heh heh heh heh heh heh— (crossed out!)
Of course, it would never come to that. Nothing could possibly happen to Shi Hao. Meng Chuan would stake Shi Hao's head on it.
In the original story, hadn't Shi Hao ventured deep into the Foreign Realm and chopped the Crimson King in half?
If Shi Hao could do it in the original story, there was no reason he couldn't do it now.
What? You say Shi Hao only did that after becoming a Red Dust Immortal, while right now he was merely a Human Dao cultivator in the Self-Slaying Realm? Wasn't that rather a big gap?
So what? Did that have anything to do with Meng Chuan?
It did not.
"Where is this?"
Shi Hao looked around at where he had landed. Lush vegetation covered the ground, towering mountains rose above him, and the air was suffused with an undying power.
Shi Hao knew that power well. Whenever Meng Tianzheng, a True Immortal, cultivated, the surroundings changed and gave rise to Immortal Qi.
Here, Immortal Qi was everywhere!
"Good grief, where have I been sent?" Shi Hao was stunned as he took in his surroundings.
Even if the Foreign Realm had a better environment than the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, this was no ordinary place.
It had to be Divine Land even by the Foreign Realm's standards.
Undying energy filled the air, along with a fragrance Shi Hao had smelled before.
The scent of Longevity Immortal Medicine!
Shi Hao swallowed. He had