Was an Immortal to Begin With

The withered black earth rose and fell. To the east, a ruin occupied a territory of one hundred and sixty thousand li, shaped like a semicircle and lying right along the edge of this foul space.

In the eyes of the onlookers, this sect ruin, far larger than any great sect in the Void Realm, seemed to have split in two. What they saw was only the half within the foul space.

A mountain gate stood at the outskirts of the ruin, decayed into mud. Yet three words could still vaguely be made out: Eastern Sun Palace.

Beneath the white moonlight, outside the Eastern Sun Palace ruins, four Dao artifacts from four great powers—the Heavenly Chan Palace, Maiden Emperor Palace, Blood Spirit Sect, and Moon Hou Clan—hung in the air.

More than three hundred immortals entered the Eastern Sun Palace ruins. Apart from the immortals and Buddhas dispatched by the four factions, the Shangguan Clan spirit cultivators had been driven to the very front.

The quasi-sect leader who had guarded their clan had become an evil Buddha puppet, while their elders had suffered grievous casualties. Thus, the Shangguan Clan immortals became the stones sent to test the road.

Among the sixty-odd Shangguan Clan immortals, Shangguan Ya's crimson-pink dharma robe was torn. Her graceful figure remained unchanged, but the former brilliance had vanished from her expression.

The other Shangguan Clan immortals were much the same, their faces bleak and their hearts trembling as they stopped at every step.

After entering the mountain gate and traveling ten thousand li, they found that every hall and pavilion, every mountain and stone—even every road—accorded with some profound formation.

Though everything had decayed into mud, not a single palace or pavilion had collapsed. Even the spirit beasts turned into dried corpses by the roadside were