He wasn't a venerable level master and hadn't cultivated his primordial spirit. Even he didn't know how he had managed to survive.
However, he soon found the answer.
"Don't be surprised, I saved you. " An empty voice rang out. It seemed to come from another world, but it also seemed to be everywhere.
"Who are you?" He twisted his neck with what little strength he had left and looked around, but there was no one.
"You probably won't know who I am even if I tell you. However, I can tell you that 100000 years ago, I was known as the celestial Lord of six paths." The empty voice said with a bit of arrogance.
"Six paths?" The man was full of doubts.
"That's right. In the history of the venerable realm, other than an immortal legend, he's the only one who has the strength to become a Dao master. " The empty voice said arrogantly.