Immortal Realm Continent, Northern Extreme Land.
As the last trace of the Supreme Immortal Gate was refined, this Supreme Immortal Gate had completely become the fourth one Li Yun had successfully refined.
Of the nine Supreme Immortal Gates, nearly half had now fallen entirely under Li Yun's control.
Without hesitation, Li Yun stepped out of the Supreme Immortal Gate and raised his hand to store it within the Mysterious Gate World inside his body, truly merging the four Supreme Immortal Gates into one.
But at that moment.
Figures abruptly appeared one after another above the Immortal Realm Continent. Their auras stretched across the skies, their pressure dominated the four seas, and every one of them radiated Supreme Immortal Power condensed with Supreme Truth.
Their auras slightly distorted Space-Time, causing the Immortal Realm Continent beneath them, which had existed for nearly a Chaos Epoch, to shake violently.
A mournful cry that seemed not to exist, yet seemed audible to everyone, suddenly rose from the depths of the Immortal Realm Continent beneath their feet.
At this very moment.
Everyone still on the Immortal Realm Continent—whether Immortal Beings, Indestructible Immortals, or even Supreme Immortals—wore somewhat complicated expressions.
They knew that this was the Immortal Realm Continent mourning.
It was also an era on the verge of passing away, mourning.
Yet for those Supreme Immortals, that complexity lasted only an instant. They merely felt a touch of wistfulness toward the dying era; they did not possess the tangled emotions ordinary people might imagine.
Mainly because they were used to it.
In this Chaos Great Void, that was simply how the Innate mechanism worked.
Epoch after epoch cycled endlessly. The passing of an old era was inevitably accompanied by the birth of a new one. It was perfectly normal.
This Immortal Realm Continent, representing an