"Damn it!"
Outside a swamp area at the outermost edge of the Celestial Tomb.
Tuoba Yu's face was pale, cold sweat covering it.
One of his feet accidentally stepped into a muddy swamp.
His entire leg was corroded, with bloodied bones visible.
"Hehe... Indeed, I'm not a character from a storybook..."
Tuoba Yu collapsed on the ground, feeling the flame of life waning.
He showed a bitter, helpless smile.
Despairing yet unwilling.
Tuoba Yu hadn't even truly entered the Celestial Tomb.
Falling at the outer edges.
Just when Tuoba Yu's consciousness was fading.
A voice, carrying an endless ancient majesty as if from primordial chaos, echoed through his mind.
"Do you wish to become strong and escape destiny?"
This voice, like a sudden clap of thunder, exploded in Tuoba Yu's mind.
"Who is it?"
Tuoba Yu widened his eyes abruptly.
Within the Celestial Tomb, there was no sign of people.
Who would be speaking to him?
