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

But no one expected it.

It seems that Ni Canghuan has now become Meng Sheng's follower. If this news were to reach the Eternal Immortal Realm, Chong Que would probably start spreading rumors with the disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Palace!

What's even stranger and more unexpected is...

The two greatest loners in the ancient immortal realm were able to come together after reincarnation.

And now.

They embarked on their journey, a hint of uncertainty about the future still lingering in their eyes.

later.

Only then did they realize that they were actually in the cultivation world of Qinglan Kingdom.

Here, sects stand in great numbers, powerful families hold sway, and independent cultivators are as numerous as duckweed.

When the two first arrived at the sacred land, they even had to fight for a cave to stay in.

On his very first day, Ni Canghuan was tricked into "treasure hunting." He dug all night and unearthed a nest of poisonous bees. With his face covered in venom, he ran through three mountains.

Meng Sheng calmly noted down the route, and the next day he took him to overturn the swindler's stall and pots.

From then on, Qinglan Kingdom had a pair of strange rogue cultivators.

One is ruthless, the other is slow to speak.

One is responsible for attacking, and the other is responsible for cleaning up.

They exorcise demons for villages and towns, collect debts for rogue cultivators, escort pharmacists through miasma forests, and tie up unscrupulous mine owners at the mine entrance for three days and three nights. Because it was so corrupt, they specifically tricked rogue cultivators into mining, making them develop a phobia of mining.

The first time Ni Canghuan was hunted down by the sect was because he casually saved a minor cultivator who had been captured and was being used for corpse refining.

After traveling two thousand miles through the mountains, the two were surrounded by more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Ni Canghuan cursed and charged forward, while Meng Sheng, on the run, set up a formation, leading the pursuers into a patch of old demon vines.

After that battle, a saying circulated among the independent cultivators of Qinglan Kingdom:

"Don't mess with the guy in black. If you see the quiet guy next to you, run!"

Later, they went to the Crimson Sea to cultivate their realm.

Those who cultivate at sea are even more ruthless than those on land.

They were lost in the sea fog for three days and three nights. Ni Canghuan survived by drinking rainwater, while Meng Sheng rowed the boat and explained the scriptures to him, which almost made him jump into the sea.

It was here that the two of them first joined forces to kill a Golden Core cultivator, a sea monster.

The battle lasted for several days. Ni Canghuan was covered in blood on one side, and Meng Sheng's sleeves were charred, but the ship did not sink.

From then on, merchant ships in the Red Sea were willing to pay high prices to hire them for escort.

—Later, it was the border of the Northern Desert Cold State.

The wind and sand obscure the sun, and spiritual energy is scarce.

They stayed there for hundreds of years.

For a single drop of spiritual spring water, they fought three fierce battles against the cultivators of the desert.

There, Ni Canghuan learned how to set up battle formations, and Meng Sheng learned how to drink strong liquor.

One began to settle down.

One started to laugh occasionally.

They had saved an abandoned mortal town, and also stumbled into an ancient cave, where they were trapped for years, sharing food from a decaying spiritual field to accumulate magical power within their bodies.

Ni Canghuan then jokingly said:

"If I die, I'll be reborn as your teacher in the next life."

Anyway, I have to outdo him.

Meng Sheng coldly replied to him:

"Then you should learn to read and write as much as possible in your lifetime."

—Thousands of years have passed.

They traveled through three kingdoms and six regions, were hunted down, had bounties placed on their heads, and were toasted by countless rogue cultivators around the campfire.

An elder from a sect suggested recruiting him, but the offer was rejected.

Some prominent families offered to provide for him, but he refused.

The reason is simple.

Ni Canghuan said, "There are too many rules."

Meng Sheng said, "The road ahead is still long."

As time goes on...

Azure Mist Kingdom, Crimson Sea, Northern Desert Cold State... these names gradually faded from their feet, becoming the whispers of the wind behind them.

They were no longer two wandering cultivators.

But -

Some whispered about it in the council chamber, some hoped for its appearance on the battlefield, and some feared its existence even at the mere mention of its name in the shadows.

At the spirit boat ferry crossing between realms, a saying has been passed down for many years:

"If things get chaotic, we can ask Mr. Meng for help. If we can't reach an agreement, then we can ask the man in black for help."

No one knows why Ni Canghuan always wears black. He himself doesn't know why either; he just likes it.

In a certain year.

The rift in the northern sky of Yunheng Kingdom has opened.

The void spirits surged like a tide, three Nascent Soul cultivators perished, and the old monster of the Deity Transformation stage went into seclusion.

The world was shaken.

After three days of deduction, all the various schools of thought came to the same conclusion: it was unstoppable.

Just as everyone was preparing to abandon the border city, two figures appeared from outside the mountain.

There is no sect banner.

There were no attendants.

Meng Sheng stood in front of the crevice for a long time, and only said one sentence: "The earth's veins can still hold on."

Then, he ventured alone into the rift a hundred miles away.

The ninth day.

Nobody knows what happened inside.

All that is known is that on the night of the ninth day, the Northern Heavenly Spirit Tide suddenly reversed, and the void rift closed halfway on its own.

When he came out, his sleeves were torn to shreds, but his breathing was terrifyingly steady.

After that battle, he officially entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

But the battle against Ni Canghuan was even more ruthless.

Deep within the Crimson Sea, an ancient malevolent spirit awakens, devouring the creatures of the three islands.

Three Nascent Soul cultivators joined forces to suppress him, but he was severely injured in one blow.

Just as everyone was retreating, the figure in black walked alone across the sea.

Seven days later, the sea was calm.

The evil spirit disappeared.

Ni Canghuan returned to the shore, his sword broken in half, yet he still laughed.

That night, thunderclouds lingered over the sea for miles.

He broke through the barrier amidst laughter—

Successfully transformed into an infant!

From then on, the Dark List of Realms removed all bounties for him.

The reason given was simply: "It is not feasible."

after that.

A powerful old monster from the Southern Region, seeking to seize a spiritual vein, massacred an entire city.

This was the first time someone had seen Meng Sheng truly enraged.

There were no lengthy speeches.

He only set up one formation outside the city.

A month later, the Nascent Soul cultivator was seriously injured and fled, remaining in seclusion for a hundred years.

From then on, cultivators in the realm tacitly agreed on one thing: Mr. Meng could resist the Nascent Soul stage.

Meanwhile, Ni Canghuan stood guard nearby for a month, carrying a wine gourd, to prevent the other party from fighting desperately.

For many years afterward, there were no more large-scale sect wars in the realm.

It's not because of peace.

It's because there are two people who don't stand on either side, yet can stand at the top of either side at any time.

They have no temples, yet they can determine the boundaries.

Although it lacks a proper Taoist temple, it can still influence the rise and fall of Taoist traditions.

But in this year.

A catastrophe is about to strike from beyond the heavens.

The cultivation world of various countries in the realm was deathly silent. Countless cultivators stared at the sky in horror, their eyes bloodshot, as if they had witnessed something they could never have imagined in their lives. Even the Nascent Soul stage experts were in a state of shock.

it's dark.

It wasn't the sun setting over the mountain, because it was afternoon, but rather it was being slowly obscured by a colossal object that blotted out the sky!

The air became viscous, and breathing felt like being underwater; with each breath, my chest ached slightly.

Meng Sheng trembled slightly. The terrifying pressure from the enormous object made his throat tremble, and he couldn't utter a complete syllable.

Ni Canghuan's face was deathly pale, his jaw was clenched, cold sweat poured down his face, and he felt his whole body going limp.

"What..."

"What the hell is that?!"

Suddenly, the two of them cried out in unison and looked at each other abruptly.

The original sky was replaced by a slowly moving entity.

That wasn't a shadow, because shadows don't have outlines. The edges of that thing were terrifyingly clear, like a wall stretching across the sky, coming from the outside of the heavens.

When the protective array lit up, the light couldn't even last a moment, like fireflies trying to illuminate a trench at night.

The sky was covered...

That day.

The Void Destruction devoured a race, and the most perfect life race, the Void Radiance Clan, descended upon its infancy.

His pupils moved slowly, and everything around him seemed as insignificant as dust.