So this is the Immortal Realm? This can't be real, can it? Liu Haochuan looked around and couldn't help grumbling to himself.
Liu Haochuan had been an unparalleled genius on the Tianwu Continent. At just eighteen, he had broken the ten-thousand-year curse that had plagued the continent and ascended to the Immortal Realm. He had imagined all sorts of things about this place, but never expected it to be so desolate.
He had been wandering around for half a day. Apart from the words "Ascension Platform" carved into a stone, there wasn't a thing to be seen. This place was far too desolate.
