If you look closely, you'll find that the figure is actually a young boy.

Lin Yuan originally thought the sound was coming from outside, but he didn't expect it to be a commotion inside the palace.

He searched the entire place but couldn't find the source of the noise.

It wasn't until they heard the sound again by chance that they were able to pinpoint the location.

It turned out to be a secret chamber he had built in the palace on a whim.

Once he entered the secret room, he discovered that the once empty bookshelves were now filled with all sorts of books.

The desk was also covered with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

It looked as if someone had just been here, because the paper was spread out, the ink on the brush was still wet, and there were unfinished paintings on the paper.

He walked over and saw that the person in the painting was none other than himself. What was even more bizarre was that the boy's movements and expressions in the unfinished painting were exactly the same as when he had subconsciously turned his head to glance at the scene just as he noticed the movement.

If a timid person were here, they would probably be frightened.

It's like someone in the mortal realm is standing in front of a monitor, watching him intently and taking pictures of him.

I picked up the painting and looked at it. The ink was still wet, so it was definitely painted just now.

But there was no one here, no spiritual energy fluctuations, and nothing else besides the books filling the room.

Lin Yuan had just searched the entire palace but found no one there.

Could it be a ghost?

This is really too weird!

"What's the point of hiding like this? I'm right here, so come out now!"

Lin Yuan put the painting back on the table, turned his head to glance around, and questioned in a cold voice.

No one responded, and no one showed up.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just his illusion.

But the books in the room were still there, and the ink on the paintings on the table was still wet, all of which proved that it was not his hallucination.

Since he wouldn't come out, he would destroy everything here.

A fireball appeared in his hand, then split apart instantly, flying in all directions.

It looked like the books in the whole room were about to catch fire.

Just then, a powerful force poured down, extinguishing the raging fireballs in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yuan was shocked by the sheer power of this force.

Since others were here just now, they should be the ones who felt it most deeply.

However, although the power was strong, it was extremely gentle and had no intention of harming anyone; it was only for extinguishing the fire.

After the fire was extinguished, the power vanished without a trace, just as it had appeared.

"Why is the senior hiding away and unwilling to see anyone? Is there some unspeakable reason?"

Lin Yuan bowed respectfully and looked up.

Although I don't know where this person is, I can't just look down at them; that would be too disrespectful.

A helpless sigh rang out, and a nearly transparent figure appeared before him. "I've lived in seclusion for many years, and I never thought I'd see people again."

"Fate is indeed inescapable!"

Lin Yuan looked over upon hearing the sound and was startled by the person.

Although the man's face was old, his eyebrows and eyes bore a striking resemblance to his own.

If he hadn't been certain that none of his relatives had become immortals, he would have thought he was related to this person by blood.

"Young friend, there's no need to be surprised. It's normal for people to look alike. I have absolutely no relation to you."

Seeing this, the old man smiled and stroked his long beard.

"May I ask if you, senior, are the owner of this place?"

Dongfang Songquan and the others said it was a secret realm left behind by an ancient god, but of course it might not be.

After all, it's really too desolate inside.

Unlike other secret realms, this place has palaces and pavilions, various spirit beasts and plants everywhere, and a great many magical treasures. Some lucky ones may even obtain secret treasures and inheritances.

Lin Yuan looked at the old man in front of him.

This secret realm has nothing, but it's very difficult to get in.

This is illogical.

Therefore, there must be something there!

"That's right! He's definitely much smarter than those silly boys."

The old man smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't hide anything and directly revealed the origin of this secret realm.

It turns out that he was indeed a god from ancient times.

However, it is not a god in the normal sense.

Because he was a sinful god who had made a mistake and was banished to the mortal realm.

But for some unknown reason, he ended up in this deserted immortal realm.

At first, he found it novel and thought that more people might appear in the future, so that they could keep him company.

But after waiting and waiting, no one showed up.

Having exhausted his patience, he entered his cave.

This secret realm was his cave dwelling.

He would have spent all of this in his cultivation.

Until one day, an uninvited guest came to his cave.

The man was shrouded in black mist, obscuring his face. He was ruthless in his attacks. Although he was a sinful god, he was also a god from the upper realm, yet even that man could not get close to him.

Finally, the man shattered his divine body and extracted most of his divine soul. This last wisp of his soul was something he had secretly left behind and hidden when the man was not paying attention.

Otherwise, Lin Yuan probably wouldn't be able to see him now.

"After that, he ransacked my cave and took the core magic treasure in the operating array before leaving."

The old man still felt a little uneasy when he mentioned that incident.

He was an ancient god; even though he made a mistake and was banished to the mortal realm, his power remained.

I never expected to lose so badly.

What's even more alarming is that the black mist appears and disappears without a trace. Entering his cave, it not only didn't trigger any restrictions, but it was as if it were in an empty place.

"Black mist?"

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