Supreme Unity Immortal Domain.
Heaven and earth were peaceful, Dao sounds rang long, and cultivators of all races roamed the world.
Commerce flourished in the Mengmu Great Sea Region, where enormous immortal ships could often be seen coming and going.
On a desolate little island.
Chen Xun pointed at an immortal ship in the distance and chuckled. "Old Bull, remember when we first came here? Those fleets were not even one ten-thousandth the size they are now. Haha."
As he spoke, he spread his arms wide to demonstrate.
Black Bull gave a soft moo, watching those immortal ships sail across the sea. An indescribable feeling lingered in his eyes. Time had passed so quickly... faster than he had ever imagined.
After watching for a while, they turned and left.
Whenever they had nothing to do each day, they would come take a look. There was no special meaning to it—they simply wanted to look.
Over the years.
They farmed on the island, and Chen Xun occasionally left to gather herbs.
"Eh... found one."
Suddenly.
Chen Xun's eyes flashed, and he slung the bamboo basket onto his back once more.
Before Black Bull could react, Chen Xun had already vanished from the fields.
The heavens and earth were blood-red, and the Great Dao blurred.
Upon that bloody battlefield, the omen of Immortal Fall suddenly emerged.
"Seize the immortal bones!!"
"This body belongs to me!"
"Spiritwood Dao..."
Ancient voices rang throughout the battlefield.
The sight of immortals being slain was no longer a legend, nor was seizing the Dao Fruits of the Immortal Realm some secret art.
Indeed, in their eyes, outsiders and foreign races were all vessels bearing the Dao Fruits of the "Immortal Realm." The Immortal Realm planted seeds within them—this was called "life"—which then took root and sprouted