That sect master gave Chen Xun an awkward smile.
The Dao-Observing Sect running away was a common occurrence. Or rather, across the vast Myriad Ridges Territory, there was no Dao lineage that did not frequently flee. The state of the world was simply far too turbulent.
Sometimes, powerhouses from foreign domains invaded and swept through the land, like the experts of the Three Thousand Immortal Domains and the wicked demonic Human Race back then. The same was true now. Cultivators from other realms had never regarded the cultivators of the Three Thousand Immortal Provinces as living beings.
It could be said that in today's Immortal Realm, everyone fought for themselves. As long as one was of another race, there was no need to treat them as equal living beings—just as mortals of the Human Race treated chickens, ducks, fish, and geese. Not to mention cultivators of differing realms and differing levels of life.
At other times, powerhouses from foreign domains erupted into war, and quite a few Immortal Domains within the territory frequently changed hands.
Then there were the occasional so-called "children of destiny" who sprang up in the Immortal Realm. They dazzled the world in their youth, then greatly altered the order of heaven and earth after attaining the Dao. Though they were native cultivators of the Immortal Realm, blessed with formidable talent and powerful physiques, they could still only drift with the current, seeking a peaceful place where they could draw one more breath.
"Daoist, hehe... this is the Immortal Realm's age of wild heroes, with powerhouses rising everywhere. Back then, I absolutely had no intention of deceiving you."
The sect master smiled sheepishly, looking somewhat dejected. "If fate permits in the future, we shall invite you fellow Daoists to the Dao-Observing Sect again to cultivate. For now,