"A troubled autumn indeed."
In the Land of Immortal Resonance, the Immortal King Qingming gazed up into the depths of the chaos beyond the world.
Within that distant chaos, waves of incomparably powerful force were erupting, surging wildly!
It was a world-shaking battle, grand enough to rival the scene of the Immortal Realm, before it had taken shape, waging war against foreign realms.
Without question, it involved more than one Immortal King.
The Immortal King Qingming had no idea which Immortal Kings were fighting, nor what they were fighting over.
Nor did he have any intention of getting involved.
After all, in this despairing, oppressive age, Immortal Kings emerged, the Heavenly Dao was unjust—anything that happened was only reasonable.
He had no desire to let a moment of curiosity place himself in danger.
He still had to guard this Qingyuan Immortal Academy alongside those old friends of his.
Within the Void Nether Realm.
Lu Qingyun also sensed that powerful force, and it filled him with boundless longing.
However, the battle seemed to have lasted an extremely short time.
Just moments ago, both sides had been going all out, looking as though they wanted to beat the entire chaos empty.
Yet in the end, they raised the hammer high only to set it down lightly, and calm returned in an instant.
As though nothing had happened.
"It ended that quickly? Is that all they've got?"
"How boring."
Lu Qingyun curled his lip, then once more focused on earning Qingyuan Points.
"Next."
A languid voice sounded.
Then, a faint and secluded fragrance drifted over. It was like the scent of flowers, yet also like the instinctive fragrance released by an immortal bloom that devoured those who approached, in an effort to make itself appear as harmless and enticing as possible.
It gave