On this day, eighty million sword cultivators poured into the Underworld, one of the Three Realms!
They killed, they cursed, they died.
They cut down wave after wave of Underworld beings, but more kept appearing, as though they would never end. Yanluo Hall looked close, yet seemed to lie on the far shore, forever beyond their reach.
Here lay a secret of the immortal path that the Dao Court had yet to unravel.
Eighty million sword cultivators were marching toward death.
Even so, not one of them faltered. Those who feared death would never have come here. They fought, they thought, and they drew their swords with fierce delight.
The Underworld of the Three Realms fell into turmoil.
The fierce fighting in the Underworld continued.
Before anyone knew it, decades had passed. Over ten million human sword cultivators had died, yet Underworld beings still appeared without end.
The only difference was that the human sword cultivators had gradually found a way to stabilize their formation bases. Their lifespans no longer drained away so quickly.
Calmly and objectively, they explored step by step, drawing ever closer to the Underworld's true nature.
The deaths of their fellow sword cultivators did not sway them in the slightest.
Viewed from a higher dimension, these human sword cultivators were inching toward the correct answer with frightening efficiency. Their slaughter was precise and efficient.
In the Nine Heavens of the Myriad Races Heavenly Court,
the three True Immortal Heirs suddenly shuddered.
The True Immortal Heirs had founded their systems of the immortal path, and cultivators walked the paths they had opened.
A cultivator's strength within a system of the immortal path was often strongly tied to the depth and breadth of its True Immortal Heir's path. That was the general rule.
But what were they