In the misty sea of the starfields, the Western Immortal Realm reappeared in the human world after six hundred years. Figures streaked over one after another and entered it.
The vast and extraordinary Immortal Realm was a desolate, boundless expanse as far as the eye could see. The breath of ages rushed toward them, stirring deep sighs in their hearts.
Experts from different great stars appeared, then tacitly kept their distance. So long as there was no direct conflict of interest, no one wished to make enemies of one another.
Qi Huan and the other three had arrived as well. The moment the Four Disciples of Ink Sect appeared, they drew the attention of quite a few people. The Ink Lord's power was known to all, and Ink Sect had naturally become the focus of many experts.
"Split up and search. If you find anything, use the secret art to warn us," the man in yellow said. ==='Douluo Dalu 3: Legend of the Dragon King'===.
"Yes."
Qi Huan and the other two nodded in acknowledgment.
The four separated, each streaking off in a different direction.
"The Four Disciples of Ink Sect. Interesting."
The linen-clad old man carrying a little boy appeared. Watching the four go their separate ways, an inscrutable smile surfaced on his aged face.
Not long after, a phoenix carriage rumbled in from afar, rosy clouds blotting out the sun. An overwhelming pressure descended upon the Immortal Realm.
Within sight stood five women of extraordinary bearing in the phoenix carriage. Every one of them possessed cultivation above the Great Perfection Realm; two had even entered the Immortal Ascension Realm.
The astonishing sight immediately drew everyone's gaze, leaving them shocked.
"This is not an inheritance of the Red Luan Starfield."
Their auras were unfamiliar, their faces unfamiliar. No one