Miserable? Chen Xi was indifferent towards this. He was thinking about Shaman’s words. I can obtain the true secrets of the Ultimate Path towards the Dao by refining and absorbing the brands possessed by the other Saviors?

Is that really true?

“There’s no Heaven Dao or any Laws in the Land of Catastrophe. There’s only deathly silence and emptiness.” Suddenly Shaman muttered with a dazed expression. “In the future, you’ll notice how boring, lonely, and miserable living here is. But you can only endure it all for the sake of survival….”

Chen Xi frowned but didn’t interrupt Shaman.

“Unfortunately, even with all the ability I possess, I can only remain exiled here like a prisoner that’s unable to escape this cage. It’s even to the extent that it’s difficult to even find someone to speak to.” Shaman’s voice was low, bleak, and carried a strand of indescribable sorrow. “If I knew this would have happened…. I would have preferred to perish along with that era than come to this place.”

When he spoke up to here, Shaman gazed at Chen Xi, and then he suddenly revealed a wisp of a ridiculing smile. “Perhaps you’re unable to understand...