[The sixth Ascension Platform seemed about to slowly descend.]
[Imperial Homeland focused his gaze, yet he could no longer find any trace of that person.]
[He frowned slightly. With his current cultivation, external gods could not disturb him, nor could inner demons arise; he had long been free of delusions.]
[What he had just seen was absolutely no illusion.]
[This final Ascension Platform had delayed its descent for so long. Could it be that an immortal had truly descended from the upper realm?]
[Not only Imperial Homeland—Devil Lord of All Living and Purple Bamboo had also seen that scene just now.]
[The few exchanged glances, but none made a move.]
[Having already stepped onto the platforms, the four of them felt boundless immortal qi pouring down from the nine heavens.]
[The apertures throughout their bodies involuntarily breathed in and out. Their entire beings seemed on the verge of entering a brand-new realm, yet as though constrained by heaven and earth, everything was empty and dim, impossible to grasp. That sensation was truly intoxicating.]
[Devil Lord of All Living's injuries had fully recovered. Within this Ascension Platform seemed to lie spiritual qi of a level higher than this world's, making one reluctant to leave.]
[Even Purple Bamboo, a cultivator who had survived from Ancient Antiquity until now, had excitement in her eyes.]
["Indeed. The Dao Canon did not lie. Once one steps onto the Ascension Platform, one may obtain this wisp of Immortal Platform qi."]
[In Medieval Antiquity, such an opportunity would have allowed one to become a True Immortal. Even a mortal who ascended the platform could shed their mortal body and exchange their bones, entering the Immortal Court to report in and register.]
[The three had all lived extraordinary lives and were outstanding figures in this age, yet even