Yu Fan didn't even think about it; he simply collapsed and fell fast asleep. For half a year, countless crises had surrounded him, denying him any chance to rest. The slightest pause could bring countless unexpected attempts on his life, some of which carried a terrifying, fatal nature.
Right now, he couldn't even be bothered to figure out why the power here could isolate the Black Curse assassin's mark; he just wanted to sleep.
As Yu Fan lay there in the snow, there were hardly any cultivators left around him. The others had already pressed on deeper into the Secret Realm—treasures were never left waiting at the starting point of a Secret Realm, and this Secret Realm in the Extreme Northern Mountains had opened for the very first time.
Chapter 140