The scenes before him fused and intertwined, forming a picture of an Immortal Realm at the height of its prosperity.
Yet this only deepened Ye Tian's doubts.
Everything before him now—whether seen with his eyes, sensed through divine consciousness, or felt through his cultivation—
Those pavilions and towers suffused with immortal energy, those immortal cranes and auspicious beasts soaring and circling through the air, those Immortal Scholars carrying astonishing fluctuations as they moved among the mountains and halls—
Were undeniably things that belonged to the Immortal Realm. Ye Tian's senses could not be wrong.
But all of this differed from the world within the Immortal Crossing Gate that Ye Tian had previously learned about.
Ever since the Purple Realm Alliance breached the Immortal Crossing Sect and shattered the Immortal Realm where the sect had stood into countless fragments, an extremely long time had passed.
Though the Immortal Crossing Gate only opened once every seven thousand years, quite a number of cultivators had already entered it.
The outside world, including the Purple Realm Alliance, had thus obtained exceptionally clear and definite knowledge of the world beyond the Immortal Crossing Gate.
Though that knowledge might not have been comprehensive, it was utterly different from the world Ye Tian now saw and sensed—a colossal disparity as vast as heaven and earth overturned.
According to the outside world's understanding of the land beyond the Immortal Crossing Gate, this place had once been a flourishing immortal paradise. Yet after countless years, seas had turned into mulberry fields and the ages had changed.
It had long since lost its former bustle and splendor.
It was a lost land filled with ruin, decay, and decline.
The edges of the entire surrounding space were shattered, and it was even riddled with countless deadly dangers.
It was only because