From his primordial spirit to his physical body, he constantly honed his Dao foundation, striving for perfection.
Normally, a Red Dust Immortal already stood in a supreme domain that the world could only gaze upon but never reach, able to dominate all immortals in the world.
But he refused to settle. He still wanted to climb another step beyond the hundred-foot pole, to break through on this foundation and enter the true immortal peak.
He continually sublimated the secret techniques One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones and Three Pure Ones Return to One Qi, developing them to an inconceivable level.
They had far transcended the human domain, enough to rival or even surpass those peerless immortal arts of boundless might.
Time flew like an arrow; the years sped like a shuttle.
The world changed, seas became mulberry fields, and countless generations of mortals came and went.
In the year the Eastern Emperor turned five hundred thousand, after standing in the Red Dust Immortal domain for over a hundred thousand years, he finally climbed another step beyond the hundred-foot pole.
He began his tenth life.
But it was not because his lifespan had reached its end.
Instead, he did so of his own accord, transforming at the utmost limit of his ninth life to live another.
For he had already become an immortal amid the mortal dust. However harsh the environment of heaven and earth became, he could live forever, undying.
This transformation exceeded imagination and was unprecedented. The myriad Dao of heaven and earth trembled, giving rise to inconceivable visions that shook the mortal world.
The Eastern Emperor had truly reached the pinnacle of the immortal domain, fully able to stand alongside the "Ten Fiends," whose racial gifts astounded the world and who had survived the physical-body Immortal King