After returning from the Immortal Domain, Mu Chen traveled through the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, settling accounts with the remaining crippled immortals one by one.
Many Immortal Families were not spared either. Those ancient clans that had once stood high above all others, treating living beings as ants, crumbled one after another before absolute power, becoming the dust of history.
The Immortal Domain also received the news. Its once-arrogant envoys became much more restrained, no longer daring to act as overbearing as before.
After all, even the lofty Immortal Kings had to take this man seriously. What did they amount to?
Three years slowly passed in this peace.
During those three years, the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands enjoyed a rare period of tranquility.
The sects and great religions that usually fought endlessly grew much quieter. Everyone knew where this peace had come from.
Yet peace was temporary, after all.
One day, three divine rainbows suddenly appeared in the depths of the universe. Like long bridges spanning Star Domains, they came from beyond this realm, pierced the void, and connected directly to the Three Thousand Provinces.
Those divine rainbows had neither roots nor sources, their beginnings nowhere to be seen. They seemed to have flown from another world, bearing an ancient, desolate aura as they slowly merged into this world.
Then they spread from the physical void toward the Spirit Realm.
Many people raised their heads to watch, an inexplicable unease rising in their hearts.
At the same time, in a hidden location within the Three Thousand Provinces, nine great dragons emerged from the void, pulling an ancient coffin.
The coffin was archaic and heavy, its entire surface wreathed in chaos energy. Immortal flames burned upon it, scorching the surrounding space until it twisted.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Within the