Yan Hao was deeply puzzled. 0

Though much of his memory had yet to awaken, he instinctively sensed that this realm belonged to him. The stars, the continents, and even every blade of grass only existed because of him.0

He resonated effortlessly with this realm. It was the embodiment of his Dao and vice versa. 0

Buried deep within his soul was an imprint that guided him to absorb solar energy and reconstruct his body. It was an instinctive urge that drove him toward complete awakening.0

However, this stranger before him had intercepted the solar energy he had been refining, disrupting the perfect course of his resurrection.0

"I am Pang Jian, from the Abyss," the man said calmly. "I'm on the verge of ascending to...0