Faint discussions drifted from within the Demon Emperor Palace. Now, the powerful figures of the Three Thousand Immortal Territories were as numerous as stars, and transcendent forces emerged one after another. It was impossible to calculate who was pulling strings behind the scenes; they could not even pin down a target for their suspicions.
Moreover, there were no longer the Ten Great Hegemon Clans of Heaven and Earth, Boundless Immortal Valley, or Immortal Hall. Each ruled itself, and they could only rely on themselves to face crises. There was no chance to seek others' counsel or schemes.
Three Thousand Immortal Territories.
The Ten Thousand Clans of the Great Thousand World had risen completely.
They called themselves the Primordial Myriad Races, while the elders of every clan called themselves the Grand Ancestors of Heaven and Earth—the true masters of Heaven and Earth. The Immortal Realm had taken shape because of them, yet the Chaos Clan, the model clan of immortal cultivation in the Great Thousand World, had actually been exterminated by the Ten Thousand Clans of the Three Thousand Great Worlds?!
The seeds of hatred had already sprouted.
The lands of the Immortal Realm buried the bones of countless billions of Chaos Clan beings. The appearance of the Primordial Myriad Races was like their resurrection, as though they wished to seek revenge against the Ten Thousand Clans of the Three Thousand Great Worlds...
Boundless Immortal Valley was besieged and destroyed by the Primordial Myriad Races in the Three Thousand Immortal Territories.
Ling YunShen fled while severely wounded, and his whereabouts were unknown.
That year, more and more Peerless Strong Ones in the Three Thousand Immortal Territories drew close to the Immortal Bridge. They seemed to still be waiting, still watching from the sidelines.
Even when the Eternal Immortal Frontier had