The True Immortal Realm.
An uproar swept the world. The Ten Thousand Clans were shaken.
Amid the masses, Yu Qianting walked alone. From a rugged mountain path, he gazed up at the distant sky, profound shock filling his eyes as he murmured heavily, "...Have you all gone mad?"
From beginning to end.
He had never cared about the collapse of the Immortal Realm Heaven and Earth Rules. It had no effect on him, and he felt no sense of belonging. Whether it lived or perished was the choice of the age.
Yu Qianting knitted his brows. "The Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm came from the True Immortal Realm. To think these ancient immortals had their sights set not on the Three Thousand Universes, but on... the Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm. What audacity."
Even so.
His brows only drew tighter.
No one in the True Immortal Realm understood the Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm better than he did. Though its cultivators were so powerful that they hardly seemed to belong to the same age as Immortal Realm beings, their cultivation realms were absurdly low.
Forget three thousand True Immortals.
The Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm might not even have a hundred. This was his present assessment of cultivating ten thousand Daos simultaneously, not what he had witnessed during his time there. His position had been too low; he had never been able to see the Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm in its entirety.
"Have they found the way...?"
A struggle seemed to cross his face. Even now, he had yet to deduce the true reason the Eternal Ancient Immortal Realm had sent him down to the lower realm. But at last, his expression settled, and he chose not to go.
If he followed.
He could not conceal himself and would inevitably be the first to