"Our world is... the Immortal Realm?"
Above the heavens.
Li Tianyi watched the world turn, his face pale as he gradually came to understand the tip of the iceberg that was this world.
The Ascenders who had been devoured, and the Ascenders who had been struck down, represented two successive "Heavenly Daos." One was the current "Heavenly Dao Prophet" of the mortal world; the other was the ancestor.
This time, he finally saw the ancestor whom the family had sought for over a thousand years turn back. The ancestor's eyes were still gentle.
The ancestor tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile so forced that it hurt to look at. It was not that the smile was fake; rather, it seemed he had already forgotten how to move the expressions on his face. Yet with that tiny motion alone, Li Tianyi's mind went blank.
The ancestor... seemed to have been alone above the mortal world ever since heaven and earth first opened.
Li Tianyi could not imagine how a person was supposed to endure such a long, lonely stretch of time.
"Ancestor!!!"
At that moment, it seemed all strength had left Li Tianyi's body. Before he knew it, he had fallen to his knees. He did not even know how to express himself to the ancestor, for he too had endured a period of pain and loneliness in the Southern Lands. It had only been a few hundred years, yet it had nearly driven him mad.
It had also led him down the path of cultivating the Corpse Stitching Art, stitching corpses into himself to cultivate. During that time, he had still had the companionship of the senior figures within the Seventy-Two Profound Dharma Divine Resonance Talismans.
Li Tianyi lowered his head. A hand rested upon his