Chen Lin held a set of handwritten notes, apparently left by that immortal before his death.
There was little to them, only a few pages, and they were written not in Taixu Script, but in ancient cultivator text.
Yet the information they revealed made his expression shift uncertainly.
"Which is true? Which is false?"
Chen Lin murmured to himself.
According to the notes, what they called the Primal Domain was actually the palm immortal kingdom of some powerful being. Every plane it encompassed belonged to the immortal cultivation system. No matter how unusual their divisions of realms or forms of cultivation were, ten thousand changes never strayed from the same root: they all cultivated toward immortality!
If cultivators of this Primal Domain could reach the level of a True Immortal, they could leave the palm immortal kingdom and enter the true Cultivation World.
The notes did not explain what level a True Immortal was, and Chen Lin had no way of guessing.
They did mention, however, that becoming a True Immortal was extraordinarily difficult. The Ring Master had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, yet remained at the peak of the pseudo-immortal stage.
Although he had cultivated his origin essence to its utmost limit, giving it a powerful true origin trait, he simply could not discard the false and retain the true, form true origin, and enter the realm of a True Immortal.
And without forming true origin and becoming a True Immortal, he could not leave this "Void Realm." Even if he smuggled himself out, he would be unable to maintain his form and would instantly be annihilated by the "true rules" of the true Cultivation World.
A palm immortal kingdom?
Chen Lin knitted his brows, finding this world increasingly shrouded in mist.
If he had to guess,