The Dark Realm was a place within the Immortal Ancient World where the Curse was exceptionally severe. This Lesser Thousand World was vast and home to many races, but they had all been "demonized." More precisely, this Lesser Thousand World had suffered the most severe Curse, causing its inhabitants to lose their minds and retain only their primal instincts.
Whether Heavenly Gods or ordinary living beings, all had entered a state of madness. They usually lay dormant, but once disturbed, they would erupt into chaos.
On a cliff within the Dark Realm, a chubby white figure appeared. It was Little Stone Shi Hao, who had already cultivated two strands of Immortal Qi.
Immortal Hall, Demon Dragon Dao Gate, Sword Valley, Fire Cloud Cave... These factions had been purged by Shi Hao and the others within the Immortal Ancient World. Naturally, Shi Hao and his group had feasted on every last bit of the resources and arrangements those factions had left behind.
Little Stone had always been greedy for food. After stuffing himself with so many good things, he could not digest them all at once and naturally ended up round and fat.
Cultivation within the Immortal Ancient World followed the system of the previous era, using Immortal Qi to temper one's foundation. Shi Hao had encountered many great opportunities, and his talent was peerless. The effort of a single lifetime had nearly caught up to the accumulations of others over ten lifetimes. Only after cultivating two strands of Immortal Qi did he encounter a bottleneck.
"There are many Curses in this Dark Realm. Is there really an opportunity in this small lake that can help me cultivate a third strand of Immortal Qi? Master probably wasn't lying, but lately, he seems to favor the new over the old! He keeps