When Wei Yuan opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the realm of Qingming.0

Outside the window, the sky remained a clear, crimson hue, and Qingming continued to tremble incessantly. The blue qi he had infused into it had long since been depleted, and the pool of blue water within the realm stone was only half full.0

There was no time to spare a thought for all the fortune he had lost. Wei Yuan injected thirty wisps of fortune in one go, visibly slowly the rate at which the water was depleting. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.0

He stepped out of the room and surveyed his surroundings. Every great array was still intact, but the central peak was now deserted; the disciples of the Palace of Absolute Beginning had all left to reinforce them. The air was filled with swirling bands of red light, and even the slightest contact caused the arrays to tremble violently. Only with the disciples of the Palace of Absolute Beginning leading the defense could the arrays withstand such attacks without being easily breached.0

According to the information revealed to him by Dream Eater, the Shadow Warlock who had launched this blood curse was named Shu Li. He was merely average among the Shadow Warlocks which was why Dream Eater had spoken of him with considerable disdain. At the moment, though, even the most average Shadow Warlock was far beyond Wei Yuan’s reach. Not only did he have no idea where his enemy’s true body was, a single lethal curse from seemingly tens of thousands of li away was enough to force out all of his trump cards.2

Wei Yuan was not alone in this realm; many young geniuses from the Palace of Absolute Beginning were present as well. Yet, they could not...0