Chapter 2439 Eternal Wandering
Three thousand fairylands.
The mountains shook and the earth trembled; the heavens wept like ghosts; the flames of war completely engulfed the entire territory.
Almost all the powerful figures from the myriad races on the border fled, and as for where they went, no one in this vast world knows.
Countless wars spanning millennia.
Ancient teleportation arrays, vast spatial channels, and the Myriad Realms Universe Array, among other magical artifacts and arrays related to teleportation arrays, have almost all collapsed. The magical artifacts spanning thousands of miles across the entire Three Thousand Immortal Realms are nearly all paralyzed, leaving only devastation.
This is the end.
The weak are helpless; they either die on their knees or fight their way out, without even the chance or the strength to run.
Three thousand immortal states.
Taking advantage of the arrival of the ancient myriad races, they occupied a tenth of the boundless land. They opened a road through the Immortal Bridge, and after hundreds of millions of years, the two vast immortal realms were completely connected, no longer separated by the Immortal Bridge. To this day, the three thousand immortal states still maintain a terrifying ruling-level combat power of hundreds of Nine Tribulation Dao Venerables in the immortal realm.
They weren't taking advantage of the situation.
However, their backyard was also on fire, and the entire Three Thousand Immortal Continents were engulfed in war. Their geographical location invisibly protected the back garden of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, and they also had to leave a way out for the younger generation of cultivators of all races in the midst of the war.
and so.
Located at the very center of the Immortal Realm, and the true rear of the raging battlefield, the Boundless Immortal Domain became the last race among the three thousand Immortal States.
The Boundless Immortal Realm has now become the stronghold of the two great immortal realms' prodigies. Countless races, forces, families, and organizations are sending their younger generation of prodigies to the Boundless Immortal Realm. The atmosphere has become extremely tense, and countless powerful lineages are abandoning their ancestral lands.
Three thousand fairylands.
The Primordial Immortal Clan.
This clan has openly fallen into the danger of extinction.
Almost all of the ancestors died in battle, and less than one in ten Immortal Realm experts survived. The Daoist temple and ancestral land were in a state of constant destruction and attack from the start of the war.
The Primordial Mirror Realm.
In the desolate ancient mountain, a boy with a cold expression slowly raised his head. He was a young spirit from the Primordial Immortal Realm, with a low cultivation level, having just entered the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage. He asked, "Grandfather, our clan no longer has the strength to fight."
After speaking, he looked at the desolate mountains and rivers, at the tranquil landscape devoid of ancient immortal beings.
Beside the boy.
A man with a somber expression glanced at the boy and sneered, "Tai Ange, it's not appropriate for a child like you to say such things. Remember to cultivate the 'Tai Ling Jue' diligently. It is the innate divine power of our clan and you must not slack off."
"But the outside world is laughing at our people."
"Just noisy chatter."
"Grandfather, the Three Thousand Immortal Realms are clearly not our clan's cultivation grounds..."
Tai Ange's expression hardened, and he involuntarily clenched his fists. "Why should we fight for these outsiders who laugh at our people? I don't understand..."
He saw it in ancient books.
The Primordial Immortal Clan, the strongest clan in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, is blessed by Heaven and Earth, born powerful, and revered by all races.
now.
The epics recorded in ancient books are like legends. The ancient immortal race has withered terribly, and even the ancient Mirror Heaven Domain has become a place for some rogue cultivators in the immortal world to explore opportunities.
As soon as these words came out.
The grandfather paused slightly, as if deep in thought, and slowly said, "I remember you built a fishpond by hand twenty years ago, and raised dozens of small spirit fish in it."
Tai Ange was taken aback for a moment, then nodded gently. It was his first time raising a spirit, and he was very happy.
"I've been there, and there are many other creatures in the pond now, including spiritual plants, small fish, and shrimp?"
"Yes, grandfather."
"Then you created that world within the pond for the sake of the Heavenly Dao of that pond. Although you rarely pay attention to it now, if the fish in it encounter great disasters, they will protect that pond. Naturally, it has nothing to do with the other creatures in the pond."
"..." Tai Ange paused for a moment, as if she understood.
“Our people are like fish swimming in our hands, and our ancestors were the ones who planted the seeds. If the pond is in great danger, we will naturally be the first to rush to the front. Other creatures are just companions, so why should we care about their supernatural thoughts? Cultivating immortality is the same. Those who cultivate themselves never care about the opinions of others to disturb their own Dao heart.”
My grandfather smiled peacefully, “If our clan wanted to escape, we could have fled far away millions of years ago, before the war even started.”
once.
I remember that their ancient immortal clan was also a great clan that paid great attention to inheritance. They had all sorts of methods, such as sealing away geniuses and protecting the path. Their methods were never less than those of the myriad races in the immortal realm. But now, the methods of the myriad races are all things that their ancient immortal clan had already mastered.
However, the methods used by the Primordial Immortal Clan today are things that the Primordial Immortal Clan has never done before.
The Three Thousand Great Worlds of the Ancient Period.
In the ancient times, all races schemed against all living beings, plotting against the Heavenly Dao and the Immortal Dao, thus eliminating external enemies and becoming invincible throughout the three thousand great ages.
The Three Thousand Great Worlds in ancient times.
The ancient immortals' incorporation into the Celestial Court became a laughingstock among all races, and has been criticized ever since.
The Three Thousand Great Worlds: An Era of Great Slaughter Among Myriad Races.
In order to preserve their lineage, the ancient races hid and ate tree bark to ensure the future of their races.
The Five Elements Dao Ancestor reigned supreme over heaven and earth.
The ancient immortal race chose to flee to distant lands, compromising their principles to preserve their lineage.
Their race has experienced and survived all kinds of great disasters and calamities.
The only thing I didn't do.
Just like the era we live in now.
Fight to the bitter end...!
Countless ancient immortals and powerful beings have speculated and imagined what glory the ancient immortals would have in the immortal realm, and have also fantasized about what kind of ending would be worthy of the ancient immortals' eternal wandering.
millions of years ago.
On the eve of the war.
The Primordial Immortal Clan foresaw the outbreak of war before all the powerful beings in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, knew that the Three Thousand Immortal Realms were about to be fully invaded, and was even on the list of clans to be exterminated in the Suigu era.
That was also the time.
Their ancient immortal clan has already made a decision.
If one cannot achieve glory and become a true immortal in this battle, then one should fight to the bitter end in this battle until the glorious curtain falls.
At least, there's no need to scheme against the myriad beings of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms after learning of the great battle in advance, leaving behind endless calamities.
At least, there's no need to worship at some celestial court anymore and compromise.
At least, they no longer need to close off their dojos, hide away and gnaw on tree bark, and remain indifferent even if their clansmen die outside, until the great war ends.
At least, there's no longer a need to flee far away and wait for an uncertain king to return.
……
Tai Ange's grandfather suddenly sighed deeply. He looked into the distance and smiled, "You brat, it is my lifelong regret that I could not protect your parents back then. Today, I will leave this Tianwang Stone Tablet to you."
After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand.
A stone tablet about half a person's height appeared. This tablet was not tall or grand, but rather quite ordinary.
Tai Ange was startled and looked at his grandfather who was taking off into the air.
"grandfather!"
"Hehe, I'll be right back."
……
A gentle, warm laugh echoed through the heavens and earth, followed by... the earth shook, the supreme Dharma image rose up, and the grandfather, whose expression had been so gentle, suddenly became sharp and terrifying, exuding an aura of dominance and magnificence.
hum!
A fierce wind roared, and a celestial figure instantly traversed the heavens and earth, stretching across the sky, exuding unparalleled killing intent, and penetrating billions of miles.
Swah——
Wherever it roamed, immortal blood stained the blue sky.
"What?!!"
"who...!"
"presumptuous!!!"
……
The world was shocked, and countless celestial realms erupted in earth-shattering commotion. Who was this ancient immortal monster who had been born?
"I, Tai Yongkang, hereby set up an Immortal Arena under the heavens today. Any enemies from other realms who are not convinced may come and fight!"
Boom...
The heavens trembled.
A massive immortal skeleton fell from the sky; it was the very same powerful being from another realm who had just perished!
Tai Yongkang...
Upon hearing this name, countless powerful figures across the Three Thousand Immortal Realms seemed to be shocked, slowly rising to their feet, their eyes filled with incomprehensible awe, remaining speechless for a long time.
It seems that this person was once an extraordinary and powerful being in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms.
The Primordial Mirror Realm.
In Tai Ange's eyes, however, his grandfather went to the battlefield and disappeared, never to be seen again or heard from again.
