Inside the empty Star Source Hall, Shen Zhui wearily opened his eyes.
A month had passed.
He had been trapped in this hall for exactly a month.
"How could this be?" Shen Zhui stood in front of the stairs of the Star Source Hall, silently staring at the invisible barrier in front of him.
"How was this formed? It can block me from leaving, and it remains unbroken no matter how much I bombard it..."
"I've tried everything in this past month, Yin and Yang Wheel of Life and Death, Nine Nether Soul Sword, Great Curse Technique, Heart Force, even the system..."
"It still can't be broken?"
Confusion flickered in Shen Zhui's eyes.
"Even if he was my past life, occupying the second primal spirit, he couldn't possibly be this outrageously strong... I am now much stronger than the average Emperor. Could my past life have been a World Master?"
After a month's time, Shen Zhui slowly calmed down and thought things through.