The Boundless Sea was a place where bustle and strife coexisted.
After all these years, Yuhuan Continent still drew vast numbers of cultivators seeking adventure. Some went in search of the so-called immortal fortune within that severed land, while others sought the resources left behind by the Impermanence Sect.
Yet Yuhuan Continent itself was far too dangerous. Under such circumstances, the Boundless Sea, being closest to Yuhuan Continent, became a place for cultivators to rest and exchange resources. Moreover, with no Dao Sect now stationed in the Boundless Sea, dragons rose from every quarter, further fueling its prosperity.
Many cultivators unwilling to endure the Dao Sect's pressure and exploitation came to the Boundless Sea to try their luck.
Today, as faint ripples spread through the void, a purple-black pearl descended from the heavens.
Yin energy surged. With a sway of his body, the purple pearl transformed directly into a figure. Clad in a straw raincoat and wearing a conical hat, he was thin, his hair streaked with gray, his aura restrained and concealed. It was True Lord Pingdu.
After spending considerable effort, he had successfully sent his avatar into the Spirit-Void Realm.
"Is this the Spirit-Void Realm? Its spiritual aura is not bad, but it cannot be called particularly good either."
Spreading out his senses to inspect the surroundings, True Lord Pingdu could not help frowning.
Before arriving, he had held great expectations for the Spirit-Void Realm. After all, this world had once been the realm closest to the Immortal Realm, with countless legends surrounding it throughout the heavens. Yet upon truly descending here today, what he saw at first glance left him somewhat disappointed.
It was not particularly poor, but neither was it particularly good. At the very least, it did not live up to the Spirit-Void Realm's former