The Whole World Had Gone Mad

If the burning fire goes out, will the curtain fall? As he was plunged into the long, dark winter night, this thought sent chills down Wang Xuan's spine.

In the end, he did not rush towards the heavens. There were too many experts in the immortal realm, and it was not his turn to trace the origins.

Of course, he estimated that not many people could see it. He had Spiritual Heavenly Eye, which allowed him to vaguely see what appeared to be burning paper at the end of the sky, with a dimly lit fire reflected in the sky.

"When the fire goes out, the Immortal Realm perishes, and a decaying world in a state of half matter and half energy is about to vanish." He departed, witnessing the death of the Immortal Realm.

This immortal realm, attached to the Old Earth, is vast and renowned. Compared to other great realms, it is definitely among the top three.

Wang Xuan began his journey in the immortal realm. What he saw and heard filled him with wonder. There were so many different races and countless powerful species.

On the fifth day, he saw a real dragon that dried up a lake with a diameter of eight hundred miles and tore apart a vast mountain range.

Its scales bristled and clanged, carrying lightning and clouds that tore the sky apart, yet it was merely fleeing, its body covered in blood.

It is being hunted by a demon saint who wants to collect the blood of a true dragon, saw off its Dragon Horn, and refine its scales into rare armor.

The so-called Demon Saint is roughly at the Quasi-Peerless level in terms of strength, far stronger than ordinary immortals.

"The immortal realm is in chaos." A passerby stopped, his face pale, and said this.

One cultivator shook his head and said, "The Immortal Realm is about to be extinguished. All the experts are looking for the last opportunity and fortune. True dragons are rare. Once they are discovered, they will naturally be hunted down by all sides."

Hearing this discussion, Wang Xuan felt complicated. That was a real dragon, one that no longer existed in the Real World, yet its fate in the immortal realm was so tragic.

In the distance, the Demon Saint was stained with blood, wounded by the horn of the true dragon, a bloody hole appearing in his chest and abdomen, which enraged him.

Even though he was hundreds of miles away, Wang Xuan felt that the area was extremely dangerous, so he decisively ran away again. Ordinary people really couldn't withstand that kind of immense pressure.

Without the furnace lid and the God Slaying Banner, he might have been suppressed to the point of being unable to move, and if he were caught in the energy wave, he would have died a terrible death.

Puff!

Finally, countless rays of crimson light illuminated the sky, stretching for thousands of miles, and with a mournful cry, the enormous head of the true dragon was severed by the demon saint!

The blood of the true dragon surged down like a waterfall, like a long river, turning the heavens and earth crimson.

The demon saint quickly used his treasures to collect the dragon's blood, skinned and gutted it, and swiftly disposed of the dragon's corpse.

Immediately, numerous celestial lights appeared, and some powerful figures rushed over, some were acquaintances of the Demon Saint, and others were his adversaries, all wanting to divide up the true dragon's flesh and blood.

Wang Xuan turned and left. He dared not join in the fun. In the Immortal Realm, all kinds of creatures were not suppressed, and their strength was terrifyingly powerful.

Next, he saw a barren land stretching for 1,800 miles, devoid of any vegetation and completely dry. It was said that half a month ago, a celestial being and a demon saint had a great battle, all for the sake of vying for the six drops of royal blood left behind by the Ancient Divine Ape demon emperor.

"The people of the Immortal Realm have all gone mad!" This wasn't just Wang Xuan's opinion; it was the locals' own assessment. With the apocalypse approaching, all races, religions, and traditions are accumulating resources and vying for destiny.

Wang Xuan was lost in thought. Was the Demon Emperor's blood really that precious? He'd invite Old Zhang for drinks another day and ask if he could bleed him out, maybe a few drops? For an Ancestor Zhang, a few drops of blood wouldn't make a difference. Even if he didn't need it himself, it would still be good to help Qing Mu and Old Chen.

Recently, the celestial realm has been filled with hostility, with major battles breaking out at the drop of a hat. It's the final moment, and everyone is focused on improving themselves so that they can effectively and reliably preserve more extraordinary power in the future Real World.

"Some Village Town are dying one after another, or, in their own words, they are burying themselves now, waiting to revive after the Winter Epoch. But in fact, they are all dead. And the Transcendent Immortals are fighting endlessly, leaving the land scarred and the immortal realm decaying, filled with slaughter and death. All living beings in the world are coming to an end. It is quite tragic."

Wang Xuan felt a deep sense of empathy. In the Real World, even if the extraordinary no longer existed, one could still live a good life, which was far better than the immortal realm.

After becoming an immortal, he found it to be so cruel and disappointing, completely different from the beautiful, pristine, and peaceful immortal realm he had imagined.

"Perhaps it's just that this era is so special that such tragic scenes are everywhere." Through what he saw and heard along the way, and through various careful verifications, he was certain that the Immortal Realm was relatively peaceful in the past, and was far from being in such a state of disorder.

All I can say is that this immortal realm, which corresponds to the Old Earth, is far too vast, boundless, and dozens or even hundreds of times larger than the Old Earth.

On the seventh day after Wang Xuan's arrival, he narrowly escaped death and immediately went underground, protecting himself with a rare treasure and using the furnace lid for defense.

Then, he felt the earth tremble violently, and terrifying cracks spread into the ground, while outside, the void was collapsing and cracking.

As for the outer realms, the sky was ablaze with various lights, their rules intertwined, and Chaos Lightning roared incessantly.

Half a day later, Wang Xuan emerged and found that the land, stretching for thousands of miles, was in ruins, and this was only the aftermath of the devastation, barely scratched.

"A battle of unparalleled powerhouses! Demon Ancestor Qi Yi and Ling Luanxian Xian fought fiercely for half a day before finally parting ways," someone was saying.

Wang Xuan was deeply moved, realizing that everyone had gone mad. Even powerful figures of that caliber had intervened, attacking without warning. The Immortal Realm was far too dangerous.

This time, if he hadn't reacted quickly, rushing underground and protecting himself with his treasures, he might have been killed by the two powerful figures.

"In the mortal world, I can scare them, but in the immortal realm, if things go wrong, I'll be blown to pieces by them!" Wang Xuan said solemnly. He really didn't want to use the peerless divine power mark that Fang Yuzhu and Zhang Daoling had given him unless absolutely necessary.

"In Qi Yi's Demon Pool, there is a celestial herb. It is said that it has been nourished by the blood of various top races and may be evolving into True Medicine. It has been fed with the blood of true dragons, the blood of ancient demon emperors, and even the blood of the demon ancestor himself!"

"The peerless expert Ling Luanxian, taking advantage of the absence of the Demon Ancestor Qi Yi, wanted to investigate, but he was blocked as soon as he entered the Demon Pool, triggering an unprecedented war!"

Wang Xuan traveled a long way and learned the cause of the matter. He deeply felt the astonishing destructive power of the peerless expert. If they were to fight on the ground without restraint, they could probably wipe everything out.

From this perspective, the cosmic error correction and the suppression by the Real World are not without reason. If they were allowed to grow stronger and enter space, they could destroy life-bearing planets with a snap of their fingers; how could the universe withstand that?

He frowned. If understood from this perspective, the birth and death of the extraordinary might be traceable.

He traveled for nine days and finally arrived at Heng Jun's territory, but he didn't dare to approach. It was tens of thousands of miles away, so he crossed it.

Because the treasure had not been shaken recently, the purple aura of Heng Jun temple soared into the sky, and a Daoist palace floated between heaven and earth, indicating that he was staying at home and had not gone far away, Wang Xuan could not make a move on that tea tree.

Although it is called a tea tree, it was actually quite remarkable in its time. It was once a medicinal fruit tree, and the fruit it produced had amazing medicinal effects.

Heng Jun an idea to cultivate it to the level of True Medicine, but when he was infinitely close to success, he suddenly failed and mutated. As a result, the fruit became smaller and turned into a tea fruit. It smelled fragrant but tasted bitter and could only be used to make tea.

This celestial herb failed its transformation, and its medicinal efficacy dropped significantly. It is still barely considered to be within the celestial herb category, but it requires more Five-Colored Soil and other ingredients, and needs to be watered with large amounts of Immortal Nectar regularly, otherwise it may not be able to maintain its celestial herb status.

Wang Xuan pondered, "This is the consequence of failed cultivation. I wonder if I could turn it around if I planted it in the Land of Nothingness."

"Old Heng, just you wait. When I get the chance, I'll raid your house!" He took one last look in that direction, then turned and left.

The Immortal Realm was incredibly vast, and Wang Xuan was even hesitant to travel there. It wasn't until the twelfth day that he finally approached Zheng Yuantian's territory, mainly because he dared not used the God Slaying Banner to increase his speed by more than ten times, for fear of being noticed.

"Old Zheng, I'm here!" Wang Xuan was a bit of a headache. He wanted to smash Zheng Yuantian to death, but he felt it was hopeless unless Zheng Yuantian was half-dead and on the verge of death. Otherwise, a peerless expert in the Immortal Realm was too terrifying!

He was pondering what the chances were of killing Zheng Yuantian.

On that day, Wang Xuan learned that Zheng Jueshi had also gone mad.

In the past month, Zheng Yuantian's disciples and followers have been hunting down the Fire Crow Clan on this land. They have wiped out at least six or seven hundred thousand extraordinary Fire Crows, if not a million. They are practically trying to exterminate the entire clan.

"In ancient times, the Fire Crow Clan was extremely brilliant, and a Golden Crow Demon Emperor emerged. Zheng Yuantian learned that the Vanished ancient Demon Emperor might have left behind half a fragment of his core and some Golden Crow Emperor blood, so he hunted down the clan in order to find it."

Someone revealed the reason for the matter: Zheng Yuantian wanted to refine Demon Emperor Dharma Body that was similar to his true form, to save for future tribulations, to die in his place, etc.

Wang Xuan's expression immediately changed. Two days later, his expression became even more unpleasant, as Zheng Yuantian had actually found the remnants of the Three-legged Golden Crow's core and the Demon Emperor's blood.

The very next day, above Zheng Yuantian 'Dojo, bolts of Chaos Heavenly Thunder struck one after another, and a golden scroll appeared, intent on annihilating Zheng Jueshi.

"Huh, that looks like the scroll that appeared when the new treaty was signed. I even left my name on it!" Wang Xuan looked surprised. What's wrong with Old Zheng? Which powerful being has he angered that wants to kill him with the golden scroll?

"If I really kill him, I won't have to worry about anything. Just kill him!" He smiled, then hid far away and left Zheng Yuantian's territory.

However, Wang Xuan's smile soon vanished when he learned the reason why Zheng Yuantian was strangled by the golden scroll: he had broken the contract!

"Zheng Jueshi is defying the heavens! He violated the provisional new agreement and went to the mortal realm to capture and kill ordinary people, causing the Chaos Heavenly Thunder to strike him!" Someone discussed, revealing this explosive news.

Wang Xuan's face immediately changed, quickly losing all color and turning deathly pale. Could Zheng Yuantian's targeting of mortals be aimed at his parents?

His heart sank. When he thought of those possibilities, his heart felt heavy and tight, and he dared not think any further.

"Did he... succeed?" Wang Xuan asked, his heart trembling.

"I don't know, but he broke the new covenant and suffered the consequences!" someone shook their head.

Wang Xuan felt a chill run through him, followed by an endless killing intent in his heart. He wished he could kill Zheng Yuantian immediately. He couldn't tolerate this; he absolutely couldn't let this terrifyingly powerful expert, capable of causing disaster, live any longer.

This time, it was Wang Xuan's turn to go crazy!