Three years later.
Outer Immortal Land, Tian Que.
The Vast-Heaven Great Dao collapsed, and the Heavenly Dao sank into ruin.
Nan Hua wept tears of blood, leaving behind only a sliver of fate as he fled in panic with the Immortal Corpses of several direct disciples.
He was purged by the new generation of powerhouses and fled far away from then on.
It was also at the moment Tian Que's Heavenly Dao sank that Nan Hua finally entered the Second-Step Great Dao Immortal Realm and escaped. Yet the one who had lent them a hand was unexpectedly Nan Hua's former mortal enemy, the Chaos-World Demon Monkey.
He cared neither for good and evil nor for karmic ties. He merely bared his teeth in a ferocious grin and said, "If the Immortal Realm were without you, old man Nan Hua, would it not become a little more boring?"
But the true reason was simply that he wanted to repay the favor of Luo Xiuyuan's teachings from years ago.
A surging Immortal War erupted in Tian Que's southern lands, then gradually subsided. From then on, Nan Hua had nowhere left to return to. His old home had been swept clean in one fell swoop, but who could blame him for loving to stir up trouble in his youth and offending far too many people? Being purged was simply the cycle of Heavenly justice.
And the Outer Immortal Land of today.
Its landscape was somewhat chaotic.
Many top-tier factions had emerged, and they were also the Outer Immortal Land's greatest "mine owners." Vast quantities of rare mineral materials were sold to the Three Thousand Immortal Domains at sky-high prices. Ships departed laden with ore and returned filled with heavenly treasures from the Three Thousand Immortal Domains.
After all, only they possessed the ability