“Impossible!” shrieked the torch dragon. “You’re just an insignificant, minuscule empyrean immortal! How could you have quietly slipped out of the Ingenium Realm like this?!”

Though the tomb realm manifested by the moat snake had become its own world, it still existed beneath the immortal dao; the Xuan Yuan Slaves wouldn’t have been unable to cultivate otherwise. 

An unparalleled powerhouse such as the torch dragon, an entity on par with a primeval human king, could naturally sense the changes in the world outside and feel out the cultivation path of current times. As a result, he’d set foot on the path of cultivation and reached a stunning level of strength under the immortal dao.

Though the immortal dao was broken, his was complete. In his eyes, empyrean...