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The drunkard had an immortal's bloodline, though it was exceedingly thin. But what age was this? The distant Immortal Ancient era had long since passed.

After that came the long Mythic Era, the Imperial Era in which the emperors fought one another, the glorious Great Emperor Era, and the peaceful Ancient Era. Even his Immortal Blood had faded.

He had once suspected that the Indestructible Heavenly Venerable, who had ruled the Mythic Era unchallenged, was a True Immortal, perhaps even an Immortal King, who had escaped the bloody chaos of the Immortal Ancient era by a stroke of luck and attained the Dao in an incomplete world.

It was quite possible that the world's first Great Emperor had been an "immortal."

Black and red light shot into the sky. A massive beam surged through the heavens, endless black at its center.

Wind rose between heaven and earth, spiraling up to the ninth heaven. Fu Yuan was swept upward against his will, racing through the darkness. It was a journey longer than any he had ever known; a single breath seemed to carry him across a thousand, ten thousand years.

It was as though he had crossed time itself, heading for the beginning of everything, the source of all the heavens.

At the end of the darkness was a hazy tunnel of light formed from billions of points of radiance. Standing beside it, he felt an overwhelming yearning well up within him, as though one step forward would grant him supreme power.

[Sign in!] Fu Yuan did not step inside. Beside this tunnel of light, he could not sense the system at all, as though they had never been linked and everything had been a dream.

This was utterly beyond the ordinary, unprecedented. Not even when his father watched him had anything like this happened.

Fu Yuan steeled himself. The bold ate their fill, while the timid starved. He took a step into the hazy tunnel of light.

Beyond the tunnel was a world of boundless white, without wind or Dao, without time or space, devoid of all things.

Fu Yuan became one with it, his body turning to nothingness. Every form of consciousness returned to nothingness, forgetting everything, remembering nothing of the past.

Then a sigh rang out, and the world began to become real. Life was born: mountains and rivers, lakes and birdsong, flowers and their fragrance.

Fu Yuan slowly regained awareness as his consciousness returned. Everything from his past flooded into his mind, the memories of two lives surging back, leaving his mind clear and his eyes bright.

He stretched his arms and legs and looked around. One fleeting glance nearly made his eyes pop out of his head.

Seven-colored phoenixes circled in flight around trees that numbered in the millions, with countless phoenixes among them. Azure luan birds called out in clear voices.

Countless True Dragons coiled above the clouds, while vast herds of qilin rested beneath immortal fruit trees. Undying medicines were scattered everywhere...

The heavens had nine layers, the clouds eighteen colors. Time flowed through the streams, and history lay buried beneath the soil. It was beyond Fu Yuan's understanding; there were far too many extraordinary things he had never seen before.

A gigantic nine-colored stone carved itself, and auspicious creatures poured out of it, racing toward the streams and surging into the clouds...

Fu Yuan entered a wondrous state, the realm of which he did not know. A single step carried him an unknown distance as he strolled through the clouds, breathing in and out the swirling Immortal Qi.

At the edge of the heavens, a being lay on his side in the center of a bed of eighteen-colored clouds. He had neither hidden his face nor concealed himself, yet not the slightest glimpse of him could be caught.

Fu Yuan's soul and body alike were submitting, and he could not help wanting to kowtow. The being had clearly made no movement at all, yet even the heavens and the Great Dao submitted beneath his feet, while the ten thousand immortals and the passage of time made pilgrimage to him.

"Young friend, you are not a being of the Immortal Domain. Where have you come from?" asked the being reclining on the bed of clouds. His voice was gentle, yet carried a domineering force that could not be refused.

The moment he spoke, heaven, earth, and the Great Dao all submitted and pressed down upon Fu Yuan. He could not refuse, nor could he lie.

"Blue Star!" Fu Yuan blurted out without any thought.

The unknown being fell silent. Heaven, earth, and all things dispersed, everything turning to nothingness. Fu Yuan's consciousness and soul were also fading away.

It was not just within the hazy tunnel of light. The sky over the entire ancient road went dark, and the netherworld shrouded the world. The black sun radiated utter darkness; in an instant, not a trace of light remained. Divine Fire went out, flames stood still, crystalline flowers of ice bloomed, and the bitterly cold wind froze in place.

Heaven and earth were plunged into darkness, and time and space stood still. What immense power this was! The ancient road was so vast, yet at this moment it had come to a complete standstill.

"How is this possible? How is this possible!" An unknown being cried out, shaking a region of the universe.

"It is that lord's presence!" The being fighting the Tribulation Sword's master trembled slightly. "He has not perished, nor has he gone far away. He is still here!"

The instant that presence appeared, the monsters remaining on the ancient road prostrated themselves, overcome with awe. None dared make a move.

A thousand-eyed being with twelve hands devoured light as its eyes opened and closed.

A purple monster with a sword embedded in it had fingers a million li long. A breath from it could reduce countless stars to ashes.

A being with nine heads, including those of a dragon, a tiger, and a phoenix, commanded nine supremely powerful Daos...

A group of existences capable of fighting Great Emperors could not muster the slightest thought of resistance. They lay prostrate, concealing all traces of their presence, trembling with fear.

Time began to flow again, and light returned to heaven and earth. The black sun radiated white light, but they still dared not rise or make the slightest movement. It was a fear rooted in their bloodlines.

"Does the Ancestral Star truly exist?" "He" rose from his reclining position, and everything in the world within the light tunnel dispersed, returning once more to boundless white.

It had been an illusion all along, an image born because of him and dispersed because of him.

"He" did not wait for Fu Yuan to answer. Having crossed countless stretches of time and space, he was not his true self. What good would hearing the answer do?

"...Did that madman fail? He never made it through..."

"He" continued to speak, saying so very much, but Fu Yuan could barely make it out. The words came in fragments, blocked by an unknown power.

"He" sighed, full of helplessness. Fu Yuan was far, far too weak; it could not be conveyed to him.

"Extraordinary little one, go back." He waved a great hand, and everything dispersed.

Fu Yuan opened his eyes. A black platform came into view, with Spirit-Tempering Fire flickering at the center of a lamp, a bewitching blood-red.

The Bloodline Pagoda surged, he activated the Blood God Second Body, and his golden eyes circulated, but nothing changed. Everything that had happened seemed like a dream.

Not a trace of his blood Qi had been lost, nor had his soul been depleted in the slightest. Even Fu Yuan doubted himself. It had all been too incredible, far beyond his understanding.

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"It wasn't an illusion. It was real!" Fu Yuan murmured. His memories had never been clearer; every single second of his two lives was plainly visible.

Fu Yuan's hair stood on end. Everything from the Immortal Ancient era was gone, and even a figure like that had things beyond his power. Had he perished or gone far away? The more Fu Yuan thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

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"The Immortal Domain has all returned to nothingness. Everything is gone." Long after the presence had faded, the twelve-handed, thousand-eyed being remained prostrate on the ground and spoke in a trembling voice.

They had once been immortal servants who had hidden within the World Road by chance, escaping that calamity.

The glorious Immortal Domain had turned into endless nothingness, and the presence of destruction filled heaven and earth. The Immortal King leading them had wanted to investigate, but the instant his incarnation stepped out of the World Road, it was reduced to ashes.

Even his main body had not been spared, vanishing in an instant.

That sight had been too terrifying, a scene of heaven and sun being destroyed. Even now, remembering it sent shivers down their spines...

"An existence like that-is it something the likes of us can possibly look into?" the nine-headed being muttered, all nine heads bowed low in awe.