"It's only the seventh day since the Immortal Domain opened. How... is it already about to collapse?"
"The ripples spreading from the Immortal Domain have been astonishingly frequent these past few days, but seven days is still far too short. It should have lasted at least ten!"
"Then again, although it's only been seven days, at least three or four hundred Loose Immortal corpses have rushed out of the Immortal Realm Gate. Add in that final eruption of over a hundred corpses... the total must have exceeded five hundred. Even among all the previous openings of the Immortal Domain, that would rank among the best..."
"Enough, now isn't the time to discuss this. The Immortal Domain is about to collapse. Those of us from the Western Continent and Eastern Continent must reach its edge as quickly as possible. That way, when it collapses, we can ride the force of its collapse away from the Central Continent. Otherwise, the Central Continent's factions will never let us return safely to our sects with all our gains!"
All manner of discussions rose in a clamor.
The Central Continent's local factions rushed toward the center of the Immortal Realm Gate, trying to seize another Loose Immortal corpse or two while they still had the chance.
The factions from outside the Central Continent, however, could no longer spare any thought for the corpses. They all rushed toward the edge of the Immortal Domain.
Without the force of the Immortal Domain's collapse to carry them away from the Central Continent, even the fastest would need ten to fifteen days to fly back on their own. For ordinary True Lords, spending several months on the journey was nothing unusual.
And every time an Immortal Domain War ended, the True Immortal Great World inevitably descended into a brief