The air grew increasingly thick with the scent of blood.
Shen Feng slowly exhaled a breath and started to read through the essentials of the Blood Emperor Jue Cultivation Technique written on the ground again.
From Earth to the Lower Realm.
The Prophecy Stele led to the appearance of numerous mysteries, all seemingly arranged by someone with utmost care for him, and perhaps long before he was born, everything had been prepared.
Once, he was just an ordinary college student on Earth, and by a twist of fate, he arrived in the Immortal Realm. Why would someone arrange all this for him now? It seemed as if after his return to Earth this time, the gears of his destiny had shifted in an entirely different direction.
