After the century-long war, the eternally fixed position of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Time Sand had shifted. This matter had long since alerted the powerful figures and immortals of the Taiyi Great World; even Xuan Yuan, the Sword Revered of Sword Void Ancient City, had come out of seclusion because of it.
He gazed toward the Ten Thousand Tribulations Time Sand from afar, always feeling a bone-chilling sense of dread. Whatever major event had occurred there... it seemed that those below the Immortal Realm were not even qualified to take part.
After Ke Ding set out on his return journey, he went into seclusion and never emerged. He no longer let his curiosity get the better of him, nor did he say another word.
Yet his seclusion was not for cultivation. Day and night, he searched through the Dao Palace archives for records concerning the Ten Thousand Tribulations Time Sand. The matter was likely tied to something far greater than imagined; it was far from simple.
Since Fu Tian had made a move, this matter likely had to be traced back to the era of the Tai Yi Ancient Immortal Court.
But there were countless differing accounts of the origins of the Immortal Ancient Forbidden Grounds. Some ancient powerhouses had once claimed that they were born independently from heaven and earth, separated from the world of the great age, yet situated within it.
Others said that these Immortal Ancient Forbidden Grounds were the places where the first batch of peak ancient immortals from the Three Thousand Great Worlds had sat in meditation. They could independently give rise to a Small World.
Every sort of explanation existed. Ke Ding's eyes gleamed as he shut out all affairs beyond his window. The more great secrets he learned, the more events could gradually