Lu Yun dearly hoped that the cataclysm that beset the world of immortals was different from the one of his subconscious. Although his memories were sealed, he retained his instincts and a sliver of subconscious.

He knew many things, such as the ghost zombies, vicious spirits, and… and the root of the world’s destruction. He also knew why he was here. The only thing he couldn’t recall was who he was and where he was from.

“Ai… I hope you can find where the world of immortals is now. It is vital to many things, and the three worlds and six paths cannot be without it.” Vermilion Bird blinked its beady black eyes and opened its mouth, sending a drop of golden blood essence through the void to Lu Yun. “You have an interesting little fellow with you. This drop of blood essence is a gift for it.” Tenderness filled its tone.

Lu Yun knew that the divine beast meant the Hadal Bird. Legend had it that the first bloom of Hadal Fire to ever exist originated from a...