The Yin-Yang Realm.
When news arrived that an Immortal King had been gravely wounded on the front lines, the members of the Lin Family who had stayed behind initially wore solemn expressions. Receiving such dreadful news just as the war began was truly shocking.
An Immortal King was in danger of falling. This was an earthshaking matter; the loss of any Immortal King of the Nine Heavens would be devastating. Yet the thought of their own ancestor steadied their hearts.
Just as they were at their wits' end, two fair-skinned little children came along the passage leading to the Bamboo Forest Secret Realm. Their ethereal aura of the Immortal Dao surpassed even that of most Lin Family cultivators, leaving everyone filled with envy. The opportunity to spend year after year beside the Heavenly Emperor was something others could only dream of.
As their ancestor's strength grew ever more astonishing, perhaps even a dog casually tethered in the Bamboo Forest Secret Realm would eventually attain the Dao and become an immortal.
After all, their bloodline power grew stronger almost every day. The tremors from its source struck deep into their souls. They could scarcely imagine what sort of realm their ancestor had entered.
"Greetings, Holy Envoys."
The members of the Lin Family dared not show the slightest disrespect.
"Our master has already given instructions. When the time comes, just leave him to us."
Kong Ling spoke.
"Sorry for the trouble, both of you!"
As time passed, Immortal King Bei Wu of the Nine Heavens was transferred into the depths of the Bamboo Forest Secret Realm.
Looking at the king on the divine stretcher before him, Lin Yue was somewhat surprised. Although he had removed the Heavenly Abyss, the Nine Heavens had only just begun clashing with the Foreign Realm, and already