Heaven and Earth Calamity Begins

Any one of those Immortal Lords mentioned earlier in the simulation, with over four hundred Dao Laws, could wipe out all life across a range of hundreds of billions of light-years with a casual basic attack spreading across the land.

With only a little time, they could slaughter every living being below the immortal level throughout this Primordial Desolate Heaven!

By the end, it would only be a grand melee among True Immortals... Why would those immortals mentioned above bring along a batch of Mahayana cultivators and Loose Immortals?

Yun Shou: "..."

A chill suddenly crept up from the depths of his heart.

He thought of an exceptionally dark, exceptionally fucked-up possibility.

"Could it be that those cultivators below the True Immortal level were brought there just to be killed on the spot for a wave of points... for a wave of divine light?"

"The so-called Primordial Desolate Heaven is actually a thoroughgoing lie among immortals!"

"Things like 'being able to obtain Desolate Fruit' and 'Primordial Desolate Divine Light' are real—truth mixed with a lie, nine parts true and one part false—but the most crucial part is the lie."

"There is no environment that accelerates cultivation, nor can all races contend freely beneath the frost-laden heavens. Those below True Immortal have never had a chance to seize Desolate Fruit; they do not even have a chance to survive."

"Every Immortal Lord, Immortal King, or immortal is responsible for gathering a large batch of fifth- and sixth-realm followers, bringing those lackeys into the Primordial Desolate Heaven, and being swallowed up along with that Heaven and Earth Calamity."

"That immortal tells his followers to choose red—then chooses blue himself."

"The instant they truly enter, he turns around and kills all his underlings, obtaining a batch of points sufficient to guarantee the minimum."