The shattered Immortal Realm, with its perilous spatial rifts, sliced the entire domain apart. That level of fluctuation was something no one could shake, leaving an endless undercurrent of unease churning within the hearts of countless Immortal Realm powerhouses.
Though everyone in the Immortal Realm had done their utmost, they were completely helpless against the Heavenly Emperor's supreme strike, unleashed in tandem with the Taiji Heavenly Emperor Sword.
Moreover, this rift was still expanding ever so slightly at a agonizingly slow pace. If things continued this way, within decades at the shortest or a century at the longest, the entire Immortal Realm would be thoroughly devoured and obliterated. Repairing the realm had already become an absolute necessity.
Even so, despite racking their brains, the people of the Immortal Realm could find very few effective methods to halt and mend the fissure.
"You say the Heavenly Emperor's nature isn't even that bad; why would he turn out to be such a despicable person?"
"All those seniors at the center of the Immortal Realm perishing-there has to be some dirty work behind it."
"To think that two semi-evil gods and four red king ranks could actually bring the Immortal Realm Center to this state..."
"Who knows? Maybe it was just hidden too deeply. The most crucial factor was the terrifying power of the Dark Demon and the Jubao Immortal Gourd."
"Now that the top powerhouses of the Immortal Realm have withered away, we can probably only rank at the very bottom of the Seven Realms. Sigh."
"Perhaps, but I will reintegrate the Immortal Realm and restore its former glory."
At the exit of the Heavenly Pond in the Yaochi Fairyland, Yaoling and Yue Ru sat there in a daze. Like kindred spirits, they watched the undisturbed exit and chatted continuously.
"Sister Yue