The All-Seer’s voice echoed inside the Immemorial God Realm with the seven-colored snowy mountain as the center. Its huge body made of black fog rushed toward Wang Lin with unwillingness and madness.

He was unwilling to let this be. He had waited for so long, waited for countless reincarnations, until this day arrived, but he didn’t expect everything to turn out like this.

Wang Lin had deceived everyone. Not even the All-Seer knew that everything was not Wang Lin’s dream, but the slaughter avatar’s dao.

The All-Seer’s heart was filled with an absurd feeling, and this feeling was enough to make him go mad. He was the treasure soul of the Boundary Compass, and he had seen Wang Lin come here again and again and dissipate here in every reincarnation.

Until the time he personally saw Wang Lin blast open the compass and then dissipate. This allowed him, the All-Seer, to walk out, and at that moment, he laughed with ecstasy.

He didn’t know his own origin. In his memory, when he...