He had also discovered how the Eternal Immortal Frontier harvested the fortune and fate of living beings. Even true immortals could not escape the destinies Eternal Antiquity had ordained. They were everywhere, seeping into every crack, controlling vast Immortal Domains from behind the scenes on a scale cultivators could scarcely imagine.
He had indeed grown a rebellious streak, believing that the Immortal Realm should not be like this.
Why were Eternal Cultivators born with noble bloodlines that placed them above the heavens, so exalted that even true immortals had to bow before them, while everyone else could only keep looking up, swimming and struggling within the Heaven and Earth Rules they had laid down!
Later.
Heavenly secrets fell into turmoil, and the truth behind the Heavenly Dao's cataclysmic tribulation came to light. The Eternal Immortal Frontier gradually became the target of every arrow, and the balance of the Cosmic Realm began to shift. The Heavenly Dao showed no mercy, while Eternal Antiquity sat and reclined atop the clouds, looking down upon the cosmos.
What cultivators loved doing most was going after three generations of your ancestors.
It was also then that he drew upon what he had seen and heard in the Eternal Immortal Frontier, entered the Primordial Chaos Void to cultivate, and established the Eternal Imperial City. This fulfilled his youthful regret of failing to inherit the Heavenly Court, but it also stemmed from the profound influence the Eternal Antiquity Dao Lineage had exerted upon him.
He believed that even if a cultivator roamed the four seas, he should still establish an undying cave abode.
Before long, his gaze sharpened slightly.
Since Eternal Antiquity's Old Era had shattered, the world had finally entered a period of stability. No longer was there a pair of eyes above the heavens watching