"Hey!"
"Is anyone here?"
Lin Fan shouted into the surroundings. Before long, an echo returned, but the area was eerily silent, completely devoid of life—clearly, not even a ghost was present.
Desolate and dilapidated, yet from the traces left behind, one could infer that, in the distant past, this place might have been a thriving land of prosperity.
There was no way he could've ascended to the wrong place.
Though, admittedly, most of his divine skills were burst out from others.
Still, he'd spent enough time in the Taiwu Immortal Sect.
The sect's fortune had long since attached itself to him.
So ascending to the wrong realm was impossible.
"Damn it! The people of the Taiwu Immortal Sect in the Immortal Realm are way too negligent! How could they leave such an important occasion in shambles? It's utterly humiliating."
"Clearly, they could use someone as capable as me to straighten things out."
