The Immortal Kings looked around and down at the purified Dark Land and Ultimate Ancient Land. They saw one ancient hall after another—the Receiving Ancient Halls, which had endured through the long ages of antiquity. Back then, even Immortal Kings had turned pale at the mere mention of them.
Yet here in the Ultimate Ancient Land, they were everywhere.
In the end, Xuantian led everyone to the end of the Ultimate Ancient Land. Shielding them, he passed through that breach and arrived atop the reefs of the Blood Sea.
Gazing at this unfamiliar and eerie environment, the kings fell silent, a sense of heaviness settling over them.
For the slowly flowing Blood Sea had been formed from the blood shed by countless living beings who had died in battle. Its sheer volume was enough to reveal the brutality of those wars.
Among them were the primordial Ten Fiends whom he had revived by reversing spacetime: the True Dragon, True Phoenix, Heavenly Horned Ant, Kunpeng, God-Slaying Stone, Qilin, Nine-leaf Sword Grass, Gu, and Nine Netherworld Ao. All of them stood among the finest of Immortal Kings.
After hearing Xuantian's description of Heaven, the kings' faces all revealed longing.
Their hearts, which had lain silent for endless ages and gradually grown cold and desolate, seemed to boil once more.
Once they went to Heaven, they would no longer be the strongest. That place was filled with Dao Ancestor-level beings, as well as beings at the End of the Road.
If the kings wished to advance further, they needed to strive across the crossing, with a thousand sails racing past and a hundred boats competing for the current.
After leaving the Immortal Emperor formation and standing above the islet, Xuantian used the method for controlling the Soul River to summon forth the path