The sky suddenly darkened, rain curtains pouring down like waterfalls.
It was as though an invisible giant hand had pressed the whole world into an abyss woven from wind and thunder.
The disciple—Feng Zhu—had once been nothing more than an ordinary cultivator of the Mysterious Rain Immortal Realm. By a twist of fate, he had taken that old man, whom the world regarded as somewhat muddleheaded, as his master.
At this moment, his knees were nearly sunk into the mud. Soaked to the bone, he stared fixedly at the two corpse-like silhouettes in the center of the immortal realm, towering like divine mountains.
They were two senior brothers... his master's senior brothers.
—Their remains stood like two peerless monuments stretching across the long river of the Immortal Realm.
Untouched by countless tribulations, their Immortal Might undiminished.
"...Master, you!"
Feng Zhu's voice was so faint that it was nearly swallowed by the wind and rain.
Just then—
Deep within the Vault of Heaven, the star seas of the Eight Wastelands shook at once. Immortal figures arriving from the voids of ten thousand worlds poured into the Mysterious Rain Immortal Realm like a tide.
Every one of them was an ancient figure standing at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm. Some were Heavenly Sovereigns bestowed with titles by the Heavenly Court, some were supreme saints who had long hidden from the world, and some were inscrutable visitors from beyond the domains.
The same desire burned in all their eyes:
—the great secret of immortality in the Eternal Immortal Frontier.
And those two immortal corpses were the only key.
Fifty Thousand Years ago...
The immortals had returned in defeat, intimidated by the two Eternal Immortals for tens of thousands of years.
But their Dao Fruits were Undying...
Then today was their destined opportunity!