Outside, Qin Guan and Apo were both watching Ye Guan. The moment they saw him walk out of that abyss of darkness, a faint smile curled at the corners of Qin Guan's lips.0

Apo, on the other hand, was visibly shaken.0

Loneliness.0

Since the founding of this "Great Dao of Solitude" by the ancestor, San Xiang, of the Gate of Bitterness, only thirty-two people had ever made it through.0

But their success was fundamentally different from Ye Guan's.0

Those thirty-two had all given in eventually. After enduring for centuries, they couldn't hold out and chose to restore their cultivation to escape.0

Ye Guan, however, had lasted nearly a thousand years without accessing his cultivation base. That alone was terrifying. What was even more terrifying was that he hadn't escaped by relying on his cultivation;...0