Earth Immortal Realm, Exquisite Immortal Bloom!

Rumble!

A terrifying aura descended. A colossal finger that blotted out the sky reached across endless time and space and lightly tapped. The Earth Immortal Realm's impregnable world barrier shattered like a dream bubble.

Crash!

A passage, carrying fragments of space, appeared before everyone.

"Enter!"

As a voice from the heavens fell upon their heads like it had descended from the Ninth Heaven, Chen Fan and the others entered the Earth Immortal Realm.

"What terrifying pressure. The one who acted should have been an Immortal King!"

Chen Fan thought to himself. As more and more Earth Immortals entered the Earth Immortal Realm, he also saw quite a few people leaving it. Some looked exhilarated, some dejected, while others bore the relief of survivors who had escaped death.

It seemed this journey through the Earth Immortal Realm had given them a firsthand understanding of what iron-blooded slaughter truly meant.

In the outside world, under the rule of the Immortal Court, oppression might have been everywhere. The Immortal Court had far too many infuriatingly absurd schemes, crushing low-level immortals until they could hardly breathe.

But at the very least, the order on the surface was still acceptable. It was not too chaotic.

The Immortal Court was like a dull knife carving flesh, like boiling a frog in warm water—it made one wish for death, yet would not let one die too quickly.

The Earth Immortal Realm, on the other hand, was filled with open and covert struggles, with every means employed. Only through iron-blooded slaughter could one seize everything one desired.

Such slaughter meant nothing to people like Chen Fan, who had attained the Dao and become immortals in lower-realm universes.

In one universe, only two or three people could become immortals in an era. If they did not fight, they died!