Somewhere on Jade Bamboo Continent.
Si Kong Yi stared dumbfoundedly at the 'Immortal Nectar' flowing down from the celestial vault, his deep voice shaking all directions. "The Immortal Realm truly holds endless opportunities!"
His bearing was as majestic as a mountain. Though his years of wandering the Immortal Realm had been fraught with countless trials, the growth of his own cultivation was equally plain to see.
What Si Kong Yi feared most was enduring innumerable hardships only to achieve nothing, ending up like the Ancient Legend he had heard in the lower realm—that a great power of a realm, even before sitting in meditation, still believed he had failed to ascend to the Immortal Realm because his cultivation realm was insufficient.
"This sort of heaven-and-earth upheaval... even after waking, I can hardly grasp it... dangerous."
Not far from Si Kong Yi stood a village. Outside it, a young man of the Ancient Sacred Clan shook his head and sighed.
His gaze was profound as he looked at the man, seeming to say: Little friend, do not overthink it.
Si Kong Yi had actually come here often over the years. The village on this wilderness was somewhat special; it simply felt exceedingly auspicious. No matter what dangers arose, they seemed unable to encroach upon this place. Legend had it that a powerful expert from the Immortal Realm had personally established this village.
He held this place in utmost reverence. Whenever he entered meditation to cultivate or did anything of the sort, he would hide not far outside the village.
Ever since leaving the mine, Si Kong Yi had journeyed northward, encountering wondrous scenes and illusory visions along the way that he could not resist.
He had then been swept into an Uninhabited Lands, cultivating on his own all the way. In