The Bottleneck of Reincarnation Hall

Within the river of stars.

Numerous palaces carved from white jade stood here; these were teleportation nodes scattered nearby by the Starfall Ancient Realm.

A man in a dark blue long robe came treading upon the clouds.

He was precisely the young man Luo Chen had discovered over the past fifty years, the one possessing a terrifying physique.

Ling Yun followed behind a group of disciples, gazing at the starlight-converged river flowing in the distance and the magnificent star islands rising one after another.

Anticipation filled his eyes.

"The Starfall Ancient Realm... I've finally arrived."

Ling Yun murmured to himself.

Fifty years had passed since his journey into the Gu Demon Realm.

Back then, he had no faction behind him and no powerful expert to protect him. He had entered the Gu Demon Realm alone; if not for his special physique, he would have died there eight hundred times over.

A few years ago, cultivators from the Starfall Ancient Realm had entered the ancient realm where he lived to recruit mortal spirits into their sect.

So he had decided to come and try the assessment.

If he succeeded, he too would have backing.

The Starfall Ancient Realm's Primordial Yang Dao Lord was a mighty figure of the Free Immortal Realm. Backed by the Sacred Dynasty, it could be called a first-rate force within the World Sea.

If he could enter it and gain a foothold here, he would no longer have to tread on thin ice as he had before.

At the same time.

On Spirit Deer Peak, Luo Chen was reading in a pavilion halfway up the mountain while also observing his disciples' alchemy practice when he sensed Ling Yun's aura.

He closed the book and turned his head, surprise stirring in his heart.

Was this a coincidence?

Luo