Zhou Xuan frowned upon hearing this, then looked around.
"What kind of godforsaken place is this? Not even a ghost in sight. Truly unlucky!" Zhou Xuan cursed in annoyance after searching for a long time without seeing any spectral presence.
The voice did not respond.
Zhou Xuan kept walking towards the most prominent point of light.
However, he walked for a long time, losing all track of time, yet he was still very far from the light.
He continued his journey, venturing into an even darker area.
"This is the domain of our Demon Tribe. Trespassing like this is a capital offense. If you know what's good for you, scram immediately! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!" After a cold snort, two men leaped out from the shadowy voids, glaring at Zhou Xuan.
"What the hell is this Demon Tribe domain? I think you're all just a bunch of beasts!" Zhou Xuan retorted without backing down.
The two men were instantly enraged. One of them let out a roar and prepared to attack Zhou Xuan.
"Wait, he's my friend. I'll handle this!"
At that moment, Zhou Xuan was pulled away from there by a pair of large hands.
He looked at the void before him, but there was no one.
What was that tangible sensation just now?
"You must be wondering who saved you, right?"
"Thank you for saving me, senior. May I ask where this place is!"
Zhou Xuan cupped his hands and asked loudly.
He scanned his surroundings; the space seemed even more confined.
Zhou Xuan almost suspected he had fallen into some kind of spatial pipeline.
But this feeling was very real, not an illusion.
Zhou Xuan could clearly feel the slight fluctuations in the surrounding airflow.
Moreover, he felt as if his body was filled with infinite power.
It was nothing like the sluggishness he felt in the darkness, unable to use his spiritual energy.
It was too strange.
In just a few seconds, he seemed to have changed locations again.
"The place you are in now is the place I regret the most in my life!"
Hearing this voice, Zhou Xuan's heart trembled violently.
He dared not turn back.
Because he was afraid to see the other person's face.
Zhou Xuan felt only confusion towards the person before him, and more so, worry that this person was an enemy.
This was because the person refused to reveal themselves.
"What? Are you afraid to see me?"
Zhou Xuan remained silent at the other person's words.
"Hahaha..."
Suddenly, a wild laughter erupted: "I was also a proud scion of heaven like you back then, but now I've fallen to this state, unable to die with my eyes closed!"
Hearing that voice, Zhou Xuan's body trembled.
God Emperor Realm!
Even more powerful than the God Emperor Realm!
Zhou Xuan had never encountered such a being.
He had never seen such terrifying cultivation pressure, except for the divine sense of his ancestor.
That was his most terrifying, most hateful, and most respected existence.
"Heh heh, you don't know this, but I entered the Saint Realm at just seventeen years old, only to fall to this point. Young man, give me your body, and I will take you out of here. As long as you agree to this condition, I will only use your body for a few minutes."
It was a pity he died too early.
He was only nineteen when he died.
Nineteen years old!
Looking at the powerful and vibrant young life before him, the one in the shadows almost drooled.
Zhou Xuan's mind buzzed, going blank.
He never imagined he would encounter him!
This person wasn't genuinely trying to save him.
Instead, they had been targeting him for a long time, intending to seize his body!
"Do you want to know why I died?" the person continued to laugh wildly.
Zhou Xuan remained silent.
He dared not speak and was unwilling to think about it.
"Kid, I won't hide it from you. I also just transmigrated from the outside world to this one!"
"I am merely a wisp of a lonely soul, unable to return."
Zhou Xuan was shocked upon hearing this.
He had thought this senior before him could help him find a way back to Ling'er!
So, this fellow wasn't some high-ranking master either?
But his cultivation technique...
It shouldn't be something he could fake.
"Little fellow, don't blame me for not warning you, but this world is not peaceful. Don't provoke those people. It's best you stay by my side obediently, otherwise..."
After the phantom finished speaking, he extended his large hand again.
His hand seemed to contain potent demonic energy.
Zhou Xuan could even feel his threat.
He quickly lowered his head and bowed respectfully: "Yes, senior!"
"Mmm."
The phantom nodded in satisfaction.
"Junior has no objections. If senior desires this body, junior is willing to hand it over."
Zhou Xuan used a strategy of retreating to advance.
This move surprised the phantom, who had intended to persuade him further. He paused, silent for a long time.
Zhou Xuan was not in a hurry and waited quietly.
"What is your name?" the phantom finally asked.
"Replying to senior, junior's name is Zhou Xuan, and I am twenty-one years old."
"Hmm..."
The phantom pondered.
"Are you willing to continue cultivating?"
"Cultivating?"
Zhou Xuan was taken aback.
He had never heard of such a cultivation method before.
"What, are you still intending to be a cripple?"
Zhou Xuan shook his head quickly.
"Then follow me."
The phantom suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, Zhou Xuan felt himself being pulled forward by an immense force.
He soon landed on the ground.
Opening his eyes, he found himself in a forest.
It was desolate all around, with nothing else.
Zhou Xuan immediately became vigilant. He knew this was definitely not where he was before.
Nor was it the Dragon Ridge from before.
Because the peculiar miasma had also disappeared.
"Senior, where is this?" Zhou Xuan asked cautiously.
"This is the Forest at the End of the Mist. You should know it, right?"
The voice reached him, and Zhou Xuan's expression slightly changed.
He did indeed know it.
But how could it suddenly appear here?
Was this phantom truly what he suspected?
Zhou Xuan observed the phantom discreetly.
But he could not see through him at all.
"Are you willing to cultivate?" the voice sounded again.
Zhou Xuan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.
"Good, since you've chosen to become a warrior, you must possess extraordinary strength!"
As the voice fell, Zhou Xuan felt the world spin.
"It's not that easy to become my body,"
The phantom chuckled sinisterly.
After a while...
The phantom's voice came through, tinged with disappointment and impatience.
"How foolish, how could you possibly know I wanted this body? Do you know how long I have waited?"
"Senior, don't you need this body? Didn't you say you'd use it for a few minutes earlier?" Zhou Xuan retorted.
"Playing dumb? Humph!" The phantom sneered.
"You are indeed a cunning brat, and I am very angry."
Zhou Xuan's heart tightened. It seemed his guess was correct; this body was not simple, and it might be related to his origins.
However, the current situation did not allow him to ponder further.