Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.
For mortals, that meant several cycles of reincarnation, enough time for seas to become mulberry fields.
But for those in the Great Luo True Realm, it was no more than a brief nap.
Yet for the thirty-odd Fusion Dao Realm cultivators from the Abyssal Sea Divine Pivot who were being hunted, those thousands of years felt longer and more agonizing than all their countless epochs of cultivation before.
They were exhausted in both body and mind. Amid the relentless pursuit and flight, the injuries to their Origin of the Great Dao had not healed, but instead grew increasingly severe.
Several times, they had nearly been subdued completely.
In their despair, they finally stopped fighting alone and, without prior agreement, contacted Jiemie and the other four Unity Realm cultivators.
Then, bedraggled streaks of light tore through Chaos, fleeing in panic from every corner of the Primordial Universe toward five different destinations.
Those were the locations of the cultivation grounds belonging to the Five Unity Realm experts: Jiemie, Kongxuan, Wuwang, Xu Yuan, and Blood Butcher.
The Abyssal Sea Divine Pivot, the Jiemie Dao Field.
Inside a palace carved entirely from ten-thousand-year-old mystic ice, True Lord Jiemie sat cross-legged.
The aura of the Jiemie Great Dao circulated around him, slowly blending with the cultivation insights bestowed by the True Saint.
His brows alternately tightened and relaxed.
The realm of a True Saint was unfathomable indeed.
Just a set of insights from a failed attempt made him feel that his long-stagnant cultivation might finally advance again.
He had a feeling that, given enough time to fully digest these insights, he would surely break through his bottleneck and take another step along the path of the Unity Realm!
Just as he was about to grasp