After Corpse Immortals, the Immortal Path Halts?

Swish, swish, swish...

Peculiar tremors echoed across the sky above the North-South Divide, and if one looked closely, they could see tumor-like meteorites plunging toward the ground.

The meteorites radiated a bewitching, purplish-red glow as they smashed heavily into the earth, creating deep craters.

Mucus oozed from the pits, drawing greedy sips from the surrounding flora and fauna before the hollows gradually healed like wounds.

Eventually, the meteorites sank deep into the earth's core, extending vast networks of blood vessels like a heart to pump viscous fluids all around.

Great Dream True Person stood at the North-South Divide, gazing northward with a complicated expression.

Two suns hung among the clouds in the sky, and the purple sun—transformed from the head of Moral Heavenly Venerate—was growing progressively richer in hue.

The Heavenly Dao is about to tilt, and bizarre anomalies emerge endlessly...

Great Dream True Person muttered to himself with heavy worry, and the zone cloaked in purple light began to expand outward into the south by several miles once more.

Song Zongwu traversed the mountain terrain as easily as flat ground, and just as he reached Great Dream True Person's side, he happened to overhear the latter's murmurs.

He could not help speaking up. "Great Dream, the purple sun is still over a hundred thousand miles away from the sanctuary. There is no need to worry about us being caught in the fallout."

Great Dream True Person nodded. Even though Ren Qing had been in seclusion for nearly four hundred years, the formation speed of the sanctuary had not lagged behind, and in fact displayed an increasingly rapid trend.

There were still over five hundred years before the descent of the Heavenly Dao, which was more than enough time for construction to complete.

"Indeed, the sanctuary requires no worry, but