High above the sky, on a plane ordinary people could scarcely glimpse, the twin energies of yin and yang intertwined and formed a bridge that anchored the void. A figure stood upon it, powerfully built, with hair like a golden lion's mane and emerald-green eyes that looked down upon all the wonders of the mortal world.
He was Saint Lord Yiyang of the Inverted Immortal Palace. Dao Embryo cultivators had transcended the mundane and already had one foot on the path to immortality. They stood at the pinnacle of the mortal world; beyond them were immortal lords who had attained longevity and commanded the Great Dao. That was why the world revered them as saints, as Saint Lords living among men.
"This isn't the Immortal Realm. No—strictly speaking, it is, but it's a shattered Immortal Realm Fragment. And if I'm not mistaken, the thing hidden inside is a True God's Corpse..."
As Saint Lord Yiyang watched the Illusory World evolve and glimpsed a corner of what lay above it, a grave look crossed his square face.
Just then, scorching flames spread, and a figure emerged from within them. Draped in phoenix feathers and wreathed entirely in fire, she looked like flame given form. No one could see her clearly or fathom her depths. She was Saint Lord Danxi, a Dao Embryo cultivator of the Flame Phoenix Immortal Palace.
"Yi Yang, your Inverted Immortal Palace has truly pulled off something remarkable this time. A True God's Corpse—even that was within your reach. What impressive methods."
Her divine sense manifested, and a fervent gleam flashed in Saint Lord Danxi's eyes.
The divine path and the immortal path were different roads, but all Great Daos led to the same destination. To Dao Embryo cultivators like them, a True God's Corpse was a treasure