What kind of upheaval was this?
In Immortal Pivot, countless cultivators looked up at the sky and beheld an indescribable sight—then felt an unspoken yet very real excitement.
Someone was attaining Dao Lordhood!
Before this, the great battles of the Dao Lords had either set Karma right or altered history. Though they had deliberately kept the Light Sea's Real World from being destroyed,
that vast and boundless might still made every cultivator beneath the Dao Lords keenly feel their own insignificance and helplessness. Beneath the Dao Lords, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and True Lords were no different; they were like specks of dust, able only to wait helplessly for the final outcome.
The Dao Lords were simply too lofty and remote.
Chu Sheng, Sword Lord, Cang Hao, World Honored One, Wan Fa, Du Xuan, Si Sui, Dao Tianqi—the cultivators were not unfamiliar with them. Indeed, they knew them very well.
But these were all figures from history.
They were figures who had emerged a hundred thousand years ago, or even several hundred thousand years ago. Their legends had long become as unshakable as part of the world itself.
Compared to them, the cultivators of the present age truly were like grass and weeds. Their only meaning in existence was to serve as talent for these ancient beings, to be used by them to the fullest—as though that were the ultimate purpose of their cultivation. With the body of an ant, how could one know the height of Heaven, much less reach it?
That was what everyone believed.
After all, Dao Lords were simply too powerful. Even the most confident and arrogant heaven-blessed genius would not dare gaze toward that unmatched might.
Until this moment.
"Rumble."
Boundless Calamity Qi filled the cosmos. A towering tree rose from the earth, its crown