A remote life-bearing planet was covered in peach trees of every kind. This was a planet that worshipped Pan King. Its natives had built temples to him everywhere and planted peach trees throughout, hoping to please this supreme being.
The Immortal Domain also had beings at the bottom of the ladder, most of whom lived on planets that floated in the universe, far from the continents.
Even with the Immortal Domain's excellent environment, these beings' cultivation was not particularly high. Most were merely Venerables, and compared with the vast number of Venerable-level beings, powerful cultivators were few.
There was only one Void Dao-level being, along with close to ten gods. The rest were not worth mentioning.
Because they lived in the Immortal Domain, where immortality substance abounded, the natives had little desire to reproduce. They were also particularly laid-back and had no love for cultivation.
Everyone had a lifespan starting at a thousand years. Just cultivating a little now and then would guarantee that they reached the Venerable or even Divine Flame level in their later years. The Immortal Domain, where the Great Dao manifested and the cultivation environment was outrageously favorable, truly made others green with envy.
If those frantically competitive Secret Realm Method cultivators of later ages came to the Immortal Domain, they would probably weep with joy and excitedly sprint toward the five-hundred-year taboo threshold, happily racking up achievements.
There was, of course, another possibility: with such long lifespans and so much free time they could practically fart it away, they might repeatedly recultivate every realm. After all, this would be their first time fighting a war with such abundant supplies. Not becoming obsessive would do that ocean of immortality substance a disservice.
Even the Ninety Lands, with their incomplete Great Dao and sparse immortality substance, could