Lin Heng joined their ranks. The three qi of hearing the Dao in his palm emerged, and the aura of ages poured from his body as the figure within the golden mirror gradually overlapped with his true form.
With the thoughts of all living beings as the brush.
With the ages of eternity as the ink.
With heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers as the scroll...
Three steps forward, completed in a single breath—the Gate of Time... shattered the boundary!
At the other end of the starry sky, in the direction of Heavenly Profound Continent, across the entire celestial river and a distance of countless billions of miles, that stroke descended upon Black Wasteland, one of the Immortal Realm's Four Great Forbidden Zones. Rumble...
The entire territory of the Immortal Realm trembled. In Black Wasteland, that forbidden land no one had ever dared set foot in, a fissure abruptly tore open.
A devastating rift ran through it, followed by a magnificent burst of light. Waves upon waves of immortal radiance spewed forth, carrying an aura enough to suffocate every Supreme in the world. Someone had emerged. One figure after another stepped out from that crack.
The first was the middle-aged man who had shaken Lin Heng's hand. He still wore a kindly expression, dressed in a washed-white Daoist robe and holding a whisk.
Close behind him came an old man riding an ox, his beard and hair hanging to his chest.
His eyes were half-closed, purple qi coiling around his body.
Third, fourth, fifth... more and more appeared, their auras growing ever more terrifying.
From Human Immortals, True Immortals, and Mortal World Immortals below.
To Immortal Venerables, Immortal Kings, and Immortal Emperors above.
Including the Human King, and that legendary Imperial Venerable!
There could be countless Great Emperors, but there could