That boss did indeed seem like some lofty expert, but Junior Brother had never mentioned his old dad much, so they did not know much about him.
And the Desolate Heaven Domain they saw had never been the same as the Desolate Heaven Domain in Chen Xun's eyes.
One side was a few minor cultivators who scattered in flight the moment they left the mountains; the other was a peerless immortal before whom billions of living beings in the Desolate Heaven Domain bowed their heads and fled at the sight of him. There was simply no comparison.
But to ordinary immortal cultivators, this was the truest Desolate Heaven Domain: peril lurked on every side, dangers arose one after another, and no one could be sure they would survive till morning.
Their greatest hope seemed to be seeing tomorrow's sun, cultivating for one more day, and gaining one more sliver of opportunity.
Midnight.
The howling night wind grew ever more shrill, and eerie human voices even drifted through it. Qian Wuhen and the others kept their mouths shut as they sat in meditation, circulating their cultivation methods and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The traces of the map on the ground had also been wiped away, as though nothing had happened.
Whoosh~~
A black wind gradually permeated the area. A figure appeared at the deep, dark entrance of the mountain cave and lowered its head. A single eye actually covered the entire entrance, looking toward the three living beings within.
A strange smile slowly spread across its lips.
At that moment, Qian Wuhen and the others suddenly felt the light dim. They opened their eyes and looked outside the cave, their expressions changing drastically in an instant!
An evil, enormous eye was staring at them. If that was