“So it's true, astral projection is incredibly dangerous,” Li Yanchu muttered to himself, still feeling a lingering sense of fear.0

If he had drifted too far from his physical body just now, he might have completely lost control. Even the slightest cold breeze could have blown his soul away to god-knows-where.0

Reluctant to end his astral projection so soon, Li Yanchu instinctively drifted closer to his body. The yang qi of his physical form naturally offered protection to his soul.0

The bone-piercing chill around him instantly diminished. Even so, his primordial spirit remained extremely fragile, completely exposed to the forces of heaven and earth.0

After all, peril loomed on all sides. Heaven, the earth, and even mankind harbored killing intent; it was as if the entire world had become a grinding mill, poised at every moment to crush Li Yanchu’s very soul.0

Li Yanchu couldn’t help but retreat slightly. Only...0