Even Extreme Dao Supremes were willing to abandon an emperor's dignity for longevity, cutting down their own cultivation to enter the Forbidden Zones and become the very people they had once despised most.
All to await an opportunity that might arise.
If even Extreme Dao Supremes behaved this way, one could well imagine how the beings beneath them regarded longevity and immortality.
In this world, legends of ascending to immortality had circulated for tens of millions of years without ever being realized.
Even beings beneath the Supremes pursued the Immortal Dao in their own ways.
Corpse-liberated immortals, feathering immortals-there were all sorts, everything one could imagine.
Thus, Qin Tian needed only to raise his arm and call, and he could immediately gather a considerable number of experts beneath his banner to obey his commands.
As long as the Desolate Pagoda remained in Qin Tian's hands, they would be more loyal than anyone.
After all, from the perspective of self-interest, nothing could be more valuable than a chance to become immortal.
Of course, possessing an Immortal Pagoda did not mean becoming immortal.
But the world did not know that!
To them, possessing an Immortal Artifact meant having hope of becoming immortal.
Besides, with Qin Tian's face, it would hardly make sense if he failed to become immortal.
Apart from Ruthless's brother, who had died young.
Who else with that face had not become an unsurpassed powerhouse?
Qin Tian hovered in the air. The original site of Yin-Yang Divine City had vanished completely.
It had not been battered into the ground or collapsed, but had become utter "nothingness." Yin-Yang Divine City was like a painting someone had directly erased with an eraser from a higher dimension.
The entire Yin-Yang Divine City had been razed flat. Every inch of brick and tile