A wave of floral fragrance enveloped all the immortals, and they discovered that their injuries were rapidly healing.
Nameless stepped forward, followed by countless Imaginary Flowers. They then flew past him and into the crowd of immortals. In the blink of an eye, the sealed immortals regained their freedom, the Immortal-Sealing Talismans on their bodies shattered by petals.
"All right, everything is fine now," Nameless said with a smile.
A female immortal spoke up. "May I ask... who are you?"
Nameless paused as he turned around, then smiled. "Just think of me as a warmhearted passerby."
After saying that, his body scattered into petals. Countless petals drifted away on the wind, carrying off all sorts of mangled corpses from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
Wang Jing stared blankly at the scene, suddenly realizing that there were always greater people beyond greater people, and higher mountains beyond higher mountains. Perhaps becoming an immortal was merely the beginning.
At the same time, Nameless's image was deeply imprinted in his mind.
When they had been in despair, Nameless had been like a ray of light, illuminating their hearts with overwhelming force.
Perhaps the world beyond was filled with countless unknown dangers and evils, but as long as people like Nameless still existed, hope would never be extinguished.
Outside the Mystic Dharma World, Nameless plucked the Mystic Dharma World from the Void as though picking a fruit, then tossed it into Great Wilderness City in the blink of an eye.
For the time being, however, this world would have no contact with the outside. Only when its people could emerge through their own strength would they truly break through the boundaries of their world and become part of All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
"It's here. So fast!"
The moment Nameless finished all this,