His heart skipped a beat—not because he feared others discovering his identity. There was nothing about him that he dared not reveal.
It was because he remembered never telling Fellow Daoist Chen Xun about it... yet he actually knew of the Ancient Immortal Court's State Teacher!
This Great World seemed to no longer possess any immortal history of the Ancient Immortal Court. Everything had been buried by the years.
He would never again see familiar living beings or scenery, as if he had crossed into another Cultivation World...
Such loneliness was not something living beings could endure. Being sealed within a divine soul had never meant it was a good thing.
The Blood-Clad Immortal King was even more so. A figure who had dominated an era, he had emerged from the breaking of his divine soul's seal into this age where the Immortal Dao flourished brilliantly. Yet when he turned back, it seemed there was no longer a single familiar face.
Those comrades, those enemies who had dominated heaven and earth... all had been cut down by the years!
For cultivators who had never stooped to cling to life, the blow to their Dao hearts was nearly devastating.
The Blood-Clad Immortal King had never yearned for the True Immortal Realm. What he had always yearned for was his own glorious age.
Ever since parting with Tian Li, he had already harbored a death wish. This era could not contain him.
He belonged to the Myriad Races Great Slaughter Era, when he had expanded the Heavenly Rhythm Immortal Kingdom's territory, slaughtered all quarters, and been revered by all living beings!
And every living being suffered such aftereffects from their era-bound divine souls.
If it had happened to Chen Xun and Big Black Ox, it would likely have been even worse. If