At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

The Celestial Realm Calendar: 1.1 billion, 10 million years.

The world collapsed, and there were no immortals left in heaven and earth.

Countless great Dao lineages were severed, and countless immortals, unable to break through to the next level, died young. The entire immortal realm was filled with boundless malevolence and was eventually slowly swallowed up by the ominous darkness of the heavens.

In the end, the corpses of three thousand true immortals from the Immortal Sect merged into the rules of heaven and earth, leaving no immortals to hide. They were like bright coordinates within it. After death, their Dao essence was completely harvested by an ominous clan, and for the first time in history, they were full.

But the dark sky over the celestial realm has not yet dissipated.

The Dark Immortal Gate still hangs high in the sky, overlooking the vast Immortal Realm, seemingly determined not to leave until it has killed the last true immortal of the Immortal Realm.

Under the collapse of the rules of heaven and earth.

Countless spatial artifacts shattered, ancient immortal cities collapsed, and the world was turned upside down. It seemed that the ancient civilization of the immortal realm was destroyed in an instant. The ominous ancestor was injured, but he calmly watched the scene of the destruction of the immortal realm's mountains and rivers, with a hint of enjoyment in his eyes.

The world was in turmoil.

The Great Way is dead and silent.

The people wailed in despair.

The lineage has been interrupted.

……

The ominous ancestor's robes fluttered, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

……

The Celestial Realm Calendar: 1.1 billion, 20 million years.

Half-Immortals and Nine Tribulation Dao Venerables were wiped out by the ominous army. With the last Dao Venerable unwillingly falling, the Immortal Realm finally ushered in the 'Era of Immortal Fall'. Cultivators of all races were in despair and numb, and cultivators undergoing tribulation fell into demonic possession.

The Immortal Realm... no longer has rules for becoming an immortal!

"A cursed clan, I ***!!!"

The heavens and earth echoed with the unwilling roars of countless cultivators undergoing tribulation. All living beings in the myriad realms of the immortal world surged forward, cursing the Dark Immortal Sect in a frenzy. However, the rules of the End Immortal Sect continued to erode the entire immortal world.

Too many immortals suffer great misfortune in their later years, and their immortal bodies inexplicably give birth to terrifying and ominous creatures.

Thus, the immortals of the myriad realms of the celestial world ceased to exist.

Along with this, countless lineages of the Great Dao were also severed, because the conditions in the Immortal Realm were no longer suitable for cultivating such powerful techniques. It could be said that we have entered a true era of Dharma decline, and the beings in the Immortal Realm are now more desperate than the beings in the three thousand universes.

The darkness of the ominous race is like a brand, etched into the bloodlines of countless races in the immortal realm.

however.

The passing away of immortals and the demise of peerless powerhouses are not the most despairing aspects of the entire immortal realm.

The celestial realm became an island of despair.

A celestial mountain...

Those who have undergone tribulation can never fly across in their lifetime. An ordinary field can also support a cultivator from the Immortal Realm for a lifetime. Without a strong person to maintain, construct, or activate the peerless spatial array, the immortal ships that spanned ancient domains have become nothing more than legends to be seen.

Celestial beasts, auspicious beasts, and other special beings of the celestial realm were not spared either. They were manifestations of the celestial realm's blessings, possessing talents that surpassed those of celestial cultivators, and were therefore the focus of the ominous clan's attention.

Cases of cultivation levels plummeting from a single punch are not uncommon.

There is no hope, and there is no hope in sight.

The common people are dying, and reproduction has been halted.

Even now, cultivators from all realms are unaware of what is happening outside or what is becoming of the Immortal Realm. It's as if they've returned to the primitive era, where those who have transcended tribulation do not venture out and those who have attained Mahayana status reign supreme.

Chaos Sea.

Countless top powers in the immortal realm chose to put their prodigies into slumber.

"Youngsters, this is the only resource we can utilize."

"Live on, carrying the memories of the immortal realm."

"Stay alive..."

……

A series of deep, mournful voices echoed throughout the vast Chaos Sea: This era has lost all hope; we cannot allow them to sink into darkness.

But the good times didn't last long.

A traitor has emerged from the Chaos Sea.

The prodigy had just fallen into a state of chaotic slumber when he was awakened by someone, and the foundation he had used to seal the slumber was completely dissipated.

The sky is falling.

"Which son of a bitch is that?!"

"You ominous clan, I will never let you live under the same sky! Come and kill me if you dare!!!"

……

It's utterly hopeless. Forget about going to the ends of the earth to die; they can't even manage to leave a single immortal mountain now. The Chaos Sea, with its billions of immortal realms and boundless regions, has locked down all cultivators, which is also a reflection of the entire immortal realm.

……

The Celestial Realm has existed for 1.1 billion to 30 million years.

The clamor of the Immortal Realm has completely disappeared.

No one cursed the ominous race anymore, no one pointed fingers at the dark sky anymore, and no more cultivators undergoing tribulation went mad.

The cultivators of all races in the Immortal Realm seemed to have gotten used to it.

I've gotten used to everything, and I no longer want to explore anything.

More important than ancient history is how to get out of this mountain.

Many things.

They have all been forgotten.

Many earth-shattering events.

They have all become ancient legends.

Billions of races have gradually begun to reproduce again, because the darkness in the sky is slowly dissipating. No one knows what has happened to anyone else. The only thing to do is to take care of yourself and live in the present.

This year.

A crimson light, obscuring the sky, flickered above the darkness.

……

The Celestial Realm has existed for 1.1 billion to 40 million years.

The rupture in the rules of the Immortal Realm has completely ceased, and the rampant devouring of immortal beings has left countless ruins exposed between heaven and earth, bearing the vicissitudes and desolation of time, as if telling the story of the past and the former glory of the Immortal Realm.

However, these old sites are no longer well understood by cultivators in the immortal realm.

There was a hint of confusion in their eyes.

Ancient ruins?!

However...

The ancient cultivation techniques were so powerful that they were completely impossible to practice.

……

The Celestial Realm Calendar: 1.1 billion, 50 million years.

In an ancient mountain.

An elderly man with white hair, who had just completed his tribulation, was telling his grandson some ancient stories. He smiled and said, "In ancient times, my sect once ruled over three hundred immortal domains and one hundred star domains, which were vast and boundless. Hehe... Child, you must go out of the mountains and see the world in the future."

"Grandpa, what is the Immortal Realm?"

"Hmm...it's a vast immortal land made up of countless mountains and plains, and our Huangdao Mountain is nothing more than a sesame seed in it, hahaha..."

As he spoke, the old man undergoing tribulation suddenly shook his head and laughed.

He seemed somewhat skeptical, unable to comprehend just how vast the outside world truly was.

The child's eyes widened; he believed it and kept begging his grandfather to tell him stories, because the text in those ancient books was so obscure and difficult to understand that it was not meant for them at all.

"I've heard there's also the Sun-Riding Immortal Ship, the Heavenly Sea Corridor Bridge, the Eight Desolate Sea-Severing Heavenly Palace, and countless races standing together in the world, with powerful figures everywhere!"

The old man's eyes gleamed with pride as he spoke of these things, and he puffed out his chest with pride. Suddenly, his expression darkened. "But since the great enemy from beyond the heavens descended, it seems that everything has vanished, cut off from the lineage."

"...These legendary scenes will never be seen again."

As he spoke, he suddenly became lost in thought and sighed, but a trace of doubt remained in his eyes, unable to truly imagine what he had never seen before.

And this scene.

Yet this cycle repeats endlessly across the myriad realms of the immortals.

Some believed it wholeheartedly, some scoffed, some remained silent, but countless cultivators from the immortal realm silently strived towards the immortal realm, but to no avail.