Ten years later.
News of everything under heaven in the Immortal Realm drifted slowly into the Eternal Immortal Frontier on gentle breezes from all directions.
Star Lord returned to the Ancestral Land with a trace of regret on his face.
"Fellow Daoist, the Nine Heavens Progenitor..." A mighty cultivator of the Star Manifestation Clan approached slowly, his expression somber. He seemed to have already guessed the general outcome of their conversation that day.
Star Lord merely fell silent and said nothing more.
Without that man's assent, everything was futile.
The tide of the Immortal Realm was not something he alone could turn. Unless Eternal Antiquity took action, even venturing out alone to fight to the death would only make him a laughingstock.
Seeing him like this, the mighty cultivator of the Star Manifestation Clan sighed softly. "Senior Brother, the Nine Heavens Progenitor has lived through the vast sweep of hundreds of millions of years in Eternal Antiquity. He has probably long grown accustomed to scenes like these."
Star Lord slowly shook his head.
Eternal Antiquity possessed the most complete Immortal History in the entire Immortal Realm, yet there had never been such a terrifying mass extinction. Even the calamities that struck time and again had never produced such horrifying devastation. Instead, they heralded the next flourishing resurgence.
But in this era, there was no vibrant renewal after calamity, only extinction.
Hostility ran rampant throughout the Immortal Realm, robbing far too many cultivators of their reason. They even overlooked countless hidden schemes and broader currents, caring only about settling grudges as they pleased. If you killed my clansmen and disciples today, I would kill yours tomorrow.
Even an immortal's clansmen or a sage's disciples would be slaughtered without hesitation whenever an opportunity arose. Nothing was off-limits.
They no longer even cared