Immortal Dao Era of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, Where Nearly Everyone Was an Evil Spirit

Upon the Black Tortoise Immortal Platform, a profound gaze that seemed to have contemplated eternity flashed through the youth's eyes. He was confident and composed, and his words carried an authority that brooked no doubt.

It was as though he had not accepted the position of his own accord, but rather, I ordered you to let me accept it. Utterly absurd...

It was the supreme bearing of one who had long stood in a lofty position, yet it appeared in the temperament of a mere twenty-year-old mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator.

And there was no need to guess who this youth, carrying the air of an old monster, was. He had to be that longevity old thief from the Five Aggregates Immortal Sect—Patriarch Chen Xun, who had sailed against the current of time!

Beneath the Heavenly Dao Slaughter Tribulation, Futian's true spirit and Chen Xun had actually been fused into one, using the remaining Immortal Court fate of the Chaos Immortal Spirit Ranking to travel to this point in time.

The Immortal Spirit Ranking had appeared, and the Chaos Bell had rung.

In that instant, billions of thoughts had flashed through Immortal Chen Xun's mind, and he had understood everything. The Chaos Immortal Spirit Ranking had yet to emerge, and the Supreme Unity Ancient Immortal Court had not been established.

It was also because he still did not trust Futian that he had exiled his true spirit and left it to fend for itself. Yet he had never expected that his excessive caution would drag himself in as well. Even heaven had refused to give him that courtesy...

Chen Xun now understood that Futian had never been a name. Like Human Emperor and Immortal Emperor, it was a title of honor.

"A title of honor, Futian... not bad." Chen Xun's eyes