The wound of drawing too close to the Dao, and the reincarnated Spirit of the Reincarnation Sea

This was the shelter the Desolate Heaven Emperor had provided for his homeland.

No one would believe that the mighty Desolate Heaven Emperor had come from a world where even attaining the Immortal Dao was impossible.

Thus, the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were very "safe."

The Bronze Ancient Coffin gave a long, lingering creak as its lid was pushed open.

A person stepped out. His features remained unchanged, but his bearing seemed to shift at every moment. It was still the same face, yet youth, middle age, and old age could all be seen within it, sometimes turning youthful, sometimes middle-aged, sometimes elderly.

The dark hair at his temples had turned white, carrying a trace of undying decay.

This was the "wound" Qin Tian had suffered while comprehending the Dao just now. He had drawn too close to the Dao and been affected by Heaven and Earth.

His body had merged with the Great Dao, and his comprehension of the principles of decay had gone too deep, causing the miniature universe within his body to decay. Not only had his lifespan been shortened, but his dark hair had also turned white.

Had Xiao Nannan not called Qin Tian's name at the critical moment and helped him escape the Dao realm,

Qin Tian would probably have become a white-haired old man by now, squandering several thousand years of life in a single day.

"Cultivation really is a difficult subject!" Qin Tian twirled his freshly minted white hair and sighed. "One careless mistake, and you could lose your life."

"This must be what they call wisdom so keen it wounds its bearer."

Cultivation had never been easy. Once something went wrong and one suffered cultivation deviation, the mildest consequence was a shortened lifespan; at worst, one would perish, one's Dao