The Scarred and Battered Canglan Realm!

The Old Emperor's eyes reddened.

He slowly knelt and struck his forehead hard against the ground. He was not kneeling to a benefactor, but to the person who had reclaimed their dignity.

You accepted his bow, because you knew he was not kneeling to you. He was kneeling to the hope of the entire Human Race.

Then you turned and activated Primordial Dragon Travel.

A dragon's cry rang out. Your figure became a streak of golden light and vanished into the sky.

Ten years later.

You stood beneath a familiar starry sky.

Ahead lay the Canglan Realm.

After entering the Canglan Realm, you barely recognized it.

In your memory, its Five Continents stood apart, rich in spiritual energy and crowded with sects.

But the Canglan Realm before you was gray.

Abnormal Matter permeated its atmosphere.

The oceans had turned a murky black. Vast swaths of vegetation had withered, mountains had collapsed, and rivers had changed course.

You swept your senses across the entire Canglan Realm.

Central Prefecture, Barren Prefecture, Green Prefecture, Mystic Prefecture, You Prefecture—all Five Continents had fallen.

At the heart of each stood an Abnormal Black Pillar ten thousand zhang tall.

The five Black Pillars resonated with one another, forming a Weird Barrier in the atmosphere that enveloped the entire world.

This was nothing like the Canglan Realm you had left behind.

Your gaze swept across Central Prefecture. The sites of the sects you knew had become ruins.

The Sacred Heaven Sect's mountain gate had been severed in two, and the Immortal Sword Manor's sword stele lay shattered across the ground.

In Green Prefecture, once-bustling cities had become ghost towns, their streets overgrown with strange black moss.

Your fists clenched before you realized it.

It was not anger. It was something deeper.

You forced yourself to calm down