"After today, the laws of the Lower Realm will recover, leaving no more loopholes to exploit. Any existence beyond Heavenly God wishing to descend again will have to wait until the next cycle."
A powerful expert spoke from the heavens.
But what did that matter? No one was willing to act again. The Supremes and Remnant Immortals hidden within the great sects would never show themselves. They absolutely refused to risk their lives testing a formidable enemy when there was nothing to gain.
"The Gate of Origin has opened. Xiao Tian, Shi Hao, I am leaving. Little Tower will accompany me. You two must cultivate diligently. Once the time is right, go to the Upper Realm. Xiao Tian, for instance, you already have few opponents in the Lower Realm. You can go to the Upper Realm ahead of time to temper yourself. Staying here will only limit your growth."
Willow Deity appeared and looked at Xiao Tian and Shi Hao, her voice calm, airy, and ethereal. Each of them heard what he considered the most beautiful voice imaginable.
"That's right, you two brats had better work hard. Hopefully, the next time we meet, you'll be able to beat those old bastards in the Upper Realm until they don't dare let out so much as a fart, just like Kunpeng Son."
Little Tower spoke as well.
The Gate of Origin was far too mysterious and rarely appeared. Willow Deity wanted to seek the answer to the question she had pursued all along-the source of the eerie and ominous corruption. Naturally, Little Tower would follow. Like Willow Deity, he had been a titan among Immortal Kings at his peak. Many things had long since lost their meaning to them, and they could hardly keep tagging along with two youngsters. Little Tower was