Immortal Kings emerged from their ancestral lands, summoning their clansmen and beginning to prepare supplies for war.
"Hmm, Calamity Land has begun moving again. Word has come that there is activity in the Sacrificial Sea, but this time, the darkness is targeting the Myriad Heavens rather than The Heavens."
"Is it a minor sacrifice? They dare not attack The Heavens, so they are reaching directly into the Myriad Heavens?"
"Heh, four Supreme Immortal Emperors were slain back then, after all. Even the darkness knows fear. They will likely march on the Myriad Heavens soon."
An Immortal King spoke. With the Eerie Race's Supremes slain, they likely lacked the strength to destroy The Heavens as it stood now, at least for the time being.
The years hurried by.
The Heavens scarcely had any concept of time. Its territory was so vast that cultivators could only use an emperor's title to roughly distinguish eras, because no one knew whether people in other Great Realms beyond their perception had even heard of the era their region used.
Dong... dong...
At some unknown moment, a bell rang, its toll seemingly transmitted from either the endless past or the future. The sound spread through all ages of space and time, shaking the hearts of every living being in The Heavens.
Every cultivator looked toward the Divine Bell above the Plateau Divine City.
Dao Ancestors emerged from their clan lands one after another, while Immortal Kings summoned their clansmen and headed toward the Altar on the Plateau. The emperors were calling, and all beings of the Immortal Dao surged toward the summit.
The Altar on the Plateau was immense. Even nearly a hundred thousand Immortal Dao beings did not make it feel crowded. If anything, it still looked remarkably empty.
Yet immortals in The Heavens were