“How dare that bastard Chu Xingran ambush me!” A bedraggled figure stumbled out of the void of the fourth realm—the Xie Tianxun that’d been stomped to death by Chu Xingran. He was in sorry shape and barely maintained a humanoid form.

“Thank goodness my Lifeline Talisman took the fall for me, but I will have revenge for this! That pathetic Chu Xingran really does think he can do whatever he wants just because he’s latched onto the dragon race’s thigh!”

Rays of golden light seeped out from the cracks of his body and repaired his injuries. Meanwhile, Xie Tianxun inspected a tattered piece of paper—the Lifeline Talisman that’d saved his life. He’d paid a hefty price for it and it was already...