The Tribulation Begins, a Sliver of Hope

After determining the direction of the Daluo Golden Immortal, Jiang Changsheng began making full preparations for his breakthrough.

The void sank into silence. The divine radiance of all his treasures concealed itself, and everything returned to darkness.

He had already reached the threshold of breakthrough, so the preparations that followed would not take too long.

Years passed.

A pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness, brilliant light bursting from them and illuminating the void.

All the magical treasures around Jiang Changsheng erupted with divine light, yet he did not break through immediately. Instead, he raised his fingers and began calculating.

Since he had entered seclusion until now, 1.27 million years had passed in the Immortal Dao.

He could not help sighing. He was approaching five million years of age himself.

Looking back on the past, Jiang Changsheng had spent the vast majority of his years in seclusion. His life experiences might not have been as rich as those of ordinary Earth Immortals, but through his will descending into others, his memories contained the life experiences of countless lifetimes.

He first looked toward the Immortal Dao. The Immortal Dao's territory surrounding the Great Luo Immortal Domain had expanded by more than tenfold. Countless worlds brimmed with life, resembling the extraordinary heritages he had seen when he had once peered into the Great Thousand Worlds. They were even more prosperous.

At this moment, what filled his heart was no longer pride, but comfort.

In truth, he had not managed the Immortal Dao for a long time. For it to develop to this point, the various sects and Great Luos must have contributed greatly. This proved that he had not misjudged them.

Jiang Changsheng began calculating the strongest beings within this domain. Only after confirming that no formidable enemies had infiltrated did