Starry Night Departure.
Vast waves of force swept everything aside. The Dao Palace patriarchs who had come from across the Rift Sea cried out and retreated, while the Heavenly Peak Sect disciples stared in shock. Only a few elders deep in the mountains watched from afar with somber eyes.
Their throats bobbed slightly, but they did not know what to say. They could only watch those ancient ships sail away, a sense of hollow loss in their eyes.
Hum-
The Heaven and Earth Great Dao cleared a path, and even the void dissolved and twisted.
They left, their whereabouts unknown, as though they had stepped beyond this vast Immortal Continent in a single instant.
Cloud River Abyss, Southern Mountain Star Domain, Ganyang Immortal Continent.
No one knew how far this place lay from the Misty Firmament Abyss, or how many heavenly abysses separated them. Even True Immortals rarely traveled between these two great abysses. They were so distant that cultivators on either side almost never spoke of the other, each pursuing immortality in their own corner.
There was a Sin City on the Immortal Continent.
Much like an Immortal Prison, the Sinful Spirits within lived there generation after generation, never seeing the light of day.
On a secluded street.
A stooped old man shuffled along, trembling. He leaned on a Mysterious-Pattern Walking Stick, his pupils pale and clouded, but his three eyes unmistakable. Beside him was Little Three-Eye, supporting the old man with his left hand and biting down hard on his lip.
Suddenly.
A blood-reeking wind swept in.
Bang! Bang!
Two colossal figures descended, like giants, wearing cruel, mocking smiles:
"Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Race, finding you certainly wasn't easy... kee-kee-kee~~!!"
One Giant Spirit laughed. His laughter was strange and ridiculous, yet the terror and icy menace radiating from