He could feel something deep within him, something new — a tiny ember, faint and fragile, yet filled with a strange vitality.
The beginning of his soul's cultivation.
The first step on a path that no ordinary cultivator dared walk.
He trembled, part fear, part awe.
"Why... why me?" he whispered into the endless mist.
There was no answer.
Only the endless silence... and the promise of a power that defied heaven itself.
Han Yu slowly stood, the mist swirling around his legs.
He didn't understand everything yet.
He didn't know what dangers lay ahead.
But he knew one thing.
He had been given a second chance.
A chance not just to live... but to rise beyond everything that had once chained him.
His eyes, once dazed and lost, now burned with a cold, focused light.
Han Yu took his first step forward — into the unknown.
Into the Undying Destiny Severance.
