Not to Become an Immortal: Obsession Burns to Ashes

After the end of the Zhetian era, a piece of the fairyland collapsed at the end. The place that collapsed is called the Gray Ruins Star Territory. No aura. There are no monks. Only the gray power of nothingness seeped out from the cracks in the ground. Die if touched. Thirty thousand years. No one goes. A miner from the Blue Star Territory walked in. What he practiced was not popular—obsession. Don't absorb spiritual energy. Just suck obsession. The sect doesn't want him. The monks looked down upon him. But obsession has something that others don't have. It is the opposite of nothingness. When others enter the Gray Ruins, their spiritual energy is lost. He went in - his spiritual power surged. One month. The son of the elder of the Origin Hall, who was at the peak of the Heavenly God Realm, was knocked down by him with one breath. A hair-thin obsession thread is used. "There's a crack in your platform." He put his hands back in his pockets. "I pushed." Don't pretend. No nonsense. If you win, take it. He came to see the master. The master disappeared into the gray ruins. Only one chain remains. Two pieces. A note. There was only one word on the note. Deep. The chain points to the depths of the Gray Ruins. There he found the white stone tablet. Silver texture. And a palm-sized groove. Three words are engraved on the stone tablet. Forget-me-not. Who is his master? Why are the inheritance fragments of the ruthless emperor scattered in the Gray Ruins Star Territory? What is the thing sealed under the stone tablet? The chain is still pointing. Down. Deeper. The white shadow followed him. From the Stone Forest to the Dry Bones to the Ash Wasteland. Thirty feet away. Neither far nor near. Like waiting for something. Like waiting for him. ---