Year 103,000,000 of the Immortal Realm Calendar.
Just as the Immortal Realm's Great Rift Continent and the Fortune Immortal Clan were about to unleash an epoch-shaking final battle in the Starry Sky, it came to an abrupt halt.
The True Immortals of both sides had perished together.
Their deaths created the grandest, most dazzling Immortal-fall phenomenon in the history of the entire Immortal Realm!
Indeed.
The True Immortals of both sides had perished together...
The cultivators of the Great Rift Continent saw it. The Fortune Immortal Clan saw it.
Their hearts wept blood.
They dared not say much.
It seemed the truth was not nearly as simple as it appeared to the cultivators across the Immortal Realm's myriad domains. Yet no one dared investigate, nor did anyone have the ability to trace the truth behind the True Immortals' deaths. With that time... they might as well fight for the opportunities left by their fall!
In an instant, chaos piled upon chaos in the Starry Sky.
The Great Rift Continent's cultivators descended into madness.
The Fortune Immortal Clan likewise descended into madness.
They acted as though the whole world were their enemy, ready to kill whoever came, never once considering how much turmoil their millions of years of warfare had inflicted upon the entire Immortal Realm Heaven and Earth, or how many powerful figures were waiting in the shadows for revenge.
The Clear Ruins Sect.
Its patriarch did not seem overjoyed by the deaths of the two True Immortals. Nor did he display any of the invincible confidence one might expect from the Immortal Realm's sole remaining True Immortal. The patriarch's entire Immortal Platform Mountain was terrifyingly quiet.
Quite a few sect disciples, just about to let their newfound importance go to their heads and roam the Immortal Realm