Chapter 313: Immortal Sword Points to the Divine, My Fate Is Not Heaven's Mandate

As the mysterious man's words fell silent, the atmosphere in the field grew strangely odd.

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with deep astonishment.

This astonishment stemmed not only from the other's peculiar speech, but also from their appearance.

It was an appearance unlike any of the six major races currently present on the Heavenly Stairway.

Aside from a flickering light pattern on the brow, the man before them bore no difference from the Human Race.

"You... who are you?"

Qin Chuan spoke slowly, his expression solemn.

He harbored a vague suspicion, but it seemed too absurd.

The green-robed man did not answer, merely raising his wine cup slightly, "This finest peach blossom immortal brew—perhaps you cannot taste it in this world—would you not like a sip?"

"I know you have many questions."

"Coincidentally, I have plenty of time."

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue exchanged a glance.

"Then let respect yield to obedience."

The two ascended the pavilion, seeing opposite the man's seat not too many nor too few stools and two cups of fine wine placed.

Trying the wine in the cup, an indescribably wonderful flavor instantly entered the throat, and in a flash Qin Chuan felt himself surrounded by drifting peach blossoms, scattered mist, as if adrift in the void, light-headed and nearly transcendent.

But this sensation lasted only an instant; the next moment Qin Chuan regained clarity, with no side effects, instead feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"What a strange wine!" Lin Yue beside him could not help but exclaim.

Such wine, unheard of.

Receiving the pair's praise, the green-robed man's smile deepened slightly, "My immortal's wine—within the Three Realms, none fail to praise it; naturally, it is excellent."

"Immortal? Three Realms?" Qin Chuan slightly furrowed his brow, gazing at the green-robed man.

The strange feeling upon first seeing him resurfaced in his heart once more.

If memory serves, the legends of Blue Star once spoke of the existence of "immortals," and "Three Realms" often appears in those legends, referring to the celestial realm, the human realm, and the underworld.

Why do the words of the man before him align with Blue Star's ancient mythological tales? "May I ask, senior, who exactly are you?"

"Immortal?" The green-robed man drained the wine in his cup, picked up the clear-gold wine pot, and slowly refilled it for himself, "I am the first immortal of the Immortal Race, Qingyang Immortal Lord."

"Immortal Race?" Qin Chuan's pupils contracted, "The same Immortal Race as the Phantom Walkers' era?!"

When he encountered Salma in the sleeping plains of Migru earlier, she mentioned a race called the Immortal Race, and mistook them for immortals.

Based on later information, the Immortal Race should have participated in the previous ten-thousand-year Race War alongside the Phantom Walkers.

But knowledge of the Immortal Race on Blue Star is extremely scarce—so little as to amount to merely knowing the race's name.

Now, a figure suspected to be of the Immortal Race has appeared before them.

How many remnants remain from that ten-thousand-year Race War?

"Not bad, it seems the Phantom Walkers mentioned my race." Qingyang Immortal Lord glanced at the pendants on Qin Chuan and Lin Yue's chests, then withdrew his gaze, "Salma was the most gifted member of the Phantom Walker race—only unfortunate to be born out of due time."

"She did not live to see her growth before the Race War began."

"Had it not been so, the Phantom Walkers might not have lost that battle ten thousand years ago."

"Senior Qingyang Immortal Lord knows Salma?" Lin Yue beside him felt a stir in her heart, speaking softly, "So, is it because we obtained the Phantom Spirit Pendant, stained with the Phantom Walker aura, that you sought us out?"

"Yes, and no." Qingyang Immortal Lord smiled faintly, "It should be said, any race that could come into contact with Salma is the race I seek."

"You should have noticed this as well?"

"The Migru Sleeping Plains are not a region of this world's Heavenly Stairway."

Qin Chuan's pupils contracted.

Indeed, the Migru Sleeping Plains do not appear on the map of the Heavenly Stairway.

Earlier, Qin Chuan and Feng Yin had discussed this.

According to their speculation, other races have not experienced this dungeon, and thus remain unaware of the Phantom Walkers' existence.

Therefore, they believed everything the Moon Spirit said.

Precisely because they had encountered the Phantom Walkers, the Human Race harbored doubts and apprehensions toward everything the Moon Spirit described.

It can be said that the presence or absence of this dungeon holds great significance for the Human Race.

At this moment, the being before them not only mentioned the Phantom Walkers, but also referenced the corresponding dungeon.

Moreover, the other party likewise originates from the race of the previous ten-thousand-year war.

Could it be...

"Did you cause the Migru Sleeping Plains to appear on Blue Star?"

"Blue Star?" Qingyang Immortal Lord took a sip of wine, his eyes showing a hint of interest, "Is this the name of your material world?"

"However, on this matter, you may have overestimated me." He gave a self-mocking smile, "If I had the power to control the descent of dungeons, back then I would not have been in such a sorry state."

"Then why..." Qin Chuan furrowed his brow, about to ask something, but was interrupted by Qingyang Immortal Lord.

"You wish to ask, why you experienced the Migru Sleeping Plains dungeon, while other races that ascended the Heavenly Stairway in the same ten-thousand-year period did not."

"Right?"

"Yes."

Qin Chuan slowly nodded, his face showing tension.

He faintly sensed that this concealed a great secret.

"Because the races selected in the same ten-thousand-year period are marked with the same seal." Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke softly, "This seal is silent and invisible, yet truly exists—you may regard it as a kind of mark."

"The dungeon's anchoring is related to this seal."

"When a race enters the dungeon descent phase, races on the Heavenly Stairway bearing the same seal may be projected, forming the dungeon."

"And you, simultaneously bear the seals of two ten-thousand-year periods."

So, the instances capable of Descent are not just this ten-thousand-year one.

There is also the previous ten-thousand-year one.

Everything from before had long been buried in that mad war, and the Migelu Sleeping Plains is the only instance preserved, for it exists within Salma's dream, and Salma refuses to awaken, making her dream eternal and undying.

This is the ability possessed by the highest-talent phantom walkers over the past seven thousand years.

Qingyang Immortal Monarch looked at Qin Chuan and Lin Yue, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Yet the other party's words echoed in their minds, yet like a sudden thunderclap, they stirred up wave after wave of rumbling.

"Two ten-thousand-year imprints?!" Qin Chuan's voice suddenly rose, his gaze toward Qingyang Immortal Monarch filled with profound astonishment.

Under the other party's explanation, he roughly understood why this special instance, the Migelu Sleeping Plains, exists solely for human Descent.

But greater doubts and mysteries emerged at this moment.

Recalling how he had previously deemed a certain guess too fantastical, Qin Chuan was moved, "Could it be that the immortal clan is…"

"Want to hear, the story of the immortal clan?" Qingyang Immortal Monarch again drained the cup in his hand, yet did not pour more, the aloof First Immortal Monarch now bearing a touch of decadence, "A very long, very long tale of a loser who never lost."

Qin Chuan drew a deep breath, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

He had a strong premonition that when Qingyang Immortal Monarch finished speaking, his doubts would also be resolved.

"Senior, please speak."

Lin Yue beside him spoke softly, while simultaneously gripping Qin Chuan's hand lightly beneath the table.

The familiar touch and temperature steadied Qin Chuan's heart.

"Before this, I have a small question." Qingyang Immortal Monarch smiled, "From your persons, I sense the aura of the material world; it seems you have not truly ascended the Heavenly Stairway, correct?"

"Yes, we are currently challenging the SSS-rank instance." Qin Chuan replied.

"Instances…" Qingyang Immortal Monarch said with concern, "Are you confident?"

"If not for being summoned by the senior, we would likely have already cleared it." Qin Chuan spoke softly.

"Then that's good." Qingyang Immortal Monarch smiled, not diverting the topic further.

"Once, the immortal clan was just like you—originally an utterly ordinary world." His eyes gained a touch of nostalgia, "Until one day, a segment of information appeared in everyone's minds, and the entire world underwent earth-shaking changes."

"In our sleep, we were able to enter another world."

"In that world, we existed only as souls, initially very weak, and in that world, there were numerous dangerous opponents; we, being weak, could easily be annihilated, fortunately, even if annihilated, we could start anew."

"We soon discovered that defeating those opponents granted us great power."

"And this power could also feedback into our own world."

"Enabling ordinary people to possess the power to fly through heaven and earth, to move mountains and fill seas."

"Although that information told us this is the so-called Dream World." Qingyang Immortal Monarch smiled, "But because the soul departs the body, death allows rebirth, we prefer to call it—"

"The Netherworld."

"Correspondingly, the world we inhabit is then called—the Yang Realm."

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan and Lin Yue exchanged a glance.

Although Qingyang Immortal Monarch's introduction of the nether realm was brief, those few sentences were already sufficient for the two to confirm that the dream world rules of both sides are utterly different.

This indeed aligns with the earlier introduction by Chief Priest Ziyue.

Different dream worlds gave rise to different power systems, which is the most crucial factor in distinguishing races.

"Soon after familiarizing themselves with the rules of the Netherworld, the Yang Realm's extraordinary power-wielders took to calling themselves cultivators, establishing a new order." Qingyang Immortal Monarch's voice carried a hint of nostalgia, "But good times do not last."

"We soon welcomed another great upheaval of heaven and earth."

"Instances, Descent."

"The immortal clan is the last race selected over the ten thousand years." Qingyang Immortal Monarch shook his head helplessly, "What we face is the malice of four full races."

"Wait." Qin Chuan could not help but interrupt, "Only four?"

"Naturally." Qingyang Immortal Monarch glanced at Qin Chuan, "A millennium per clan, a decamillennium per war, of the ten selected races, those who ultimately ascend the Heavenly Stairway are often less than half."

"Moreover, the later the ascent, the more difficult it becomes."

"Before our immortal clan, the seventh, eighth, and ninth races were utterly annihilated."

"Senior…" Lin Yue spoke softly, "Could you tell us, in your era, which four races additionally ascended the Heavenly Stairway?"

"This I can certainly say." Qingyang Immortal Monarch nodded slightly, "The first to ascend was the Nest Clan, possessing strange abilities, capable of rapidly proliferating themselves, forming countless remnants, all remnants heeding their control, like countless puppets, quite troublesome."

"The second selected race was defeated under the Nest Clan's assault, failing to ascend the Heavenly Stairway."

"And this also made the Nest Clan stronger."

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue's pupils contracted simultaneously at this moment; they exchanged a glance, did not interrupt Qingyang Immortal Monarch at this moment, yet their hearts were far from tranquil.

Therefore, the first race to ascend fundamentally had no so-called special privilege or obligation, needing to assist subsequent ascending races!

Previously merely a guess, now it can be said to be confirmed! "The third selected race is the Phantom Walker Clan." Qingyang Immortal Monarch smiled, "They are renowned as the most extraordinarily gifted race of the Heavenly Stairway."

"Because they take dreams as their own power, they are the sole race capable of binding the consciousness of living beings, preventing their return to the material world."

"Though the Nest Clan is strong, countless remnants sharing one consciousness, the Phantom Walker Clan utterly counters them, to the extent that in the late stage of instance Descent, the Nest Clan wholeheartedly retreats, with no instance capable of Descent."

"After the Phantom Walkers, the fourth selected race is the Blood Demon Clan."

"The Blood Demon Clan loves slaughter, is bloodthirsty and ferocious; though in pure strength they cannot match the Nest Clan, nor are they a match for the Phantom Walker Clan, yet they possess something neither clan has." Qingyang Immortal Monarch's voice paused slightly, "That is their terrifying self-healing ability."

"Among the strong, they can be reborn from a drop of blood."

"Relying on this power, they stubbornly endured the instance stage and ascended the Heavenly Stairway."

"After that, the fifth selected race was besieged by the three clans and failed to ascend the Heavenly Stairway."

"Thereafter, the sixth selected race…" Qingyang Immortal Monarch's eyes gained a rare heaviness, "The Moon Spirit Clan."

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue's hearts gave a sudden jolt at the same time.

Another guess became reality.

The Moon Spirit Clan truly is not the race that ought to have been selected in this era.

They originated from the previous era, they are remnants, and also usurpers.

"Moon Spirit... very strong." Qingyang Immortal Monarch spoke slowly, "They control the power of the moon and life, and in battle they can directly drain the opponent's life force and add it to themselves."

"Almost every Moon Spirit possesses this ability in battle; fighting them, even the most battle-adept blood demon would find it quite troublesome due to the mutual gain and loss."

"Therefore, they became the fourth race to successfully ascend the Heavenly Stairway."

Hearing this, Qin Chuan's heart stirred, and he suddenly recalled something.

In the Blue Star Descent dungeons, Moon Spirit-related dungeons are relatively few, but not entirely absent.

In these dungeons, the final rewards obtained by the challengers are related to the Moon Spirit.

However, the dungeon rewards related to the Moon Spirit are mostly healing items or some auxiliary-type items.

Such rewards give the impression that the Moon Spirit is merely an auxiliary race skilled in healing.

Combined with the Moon Spirit's externally proclaimed privileges and duties, their harmless characteristic can be said to be deeply ingrained.

But... Qin Chuan had once obtained an offensive weapon from the Moon Spirit Clan. That was also the only offensive weapon among the Moon Spirit-related dungeon rewards.

Red equipment, Sword of Rebirth.

【【Red】Sword of Rebirth: 10% of damage dealt restores self, prioritizes healing injuries, and in the absence of injuries restores strength consumption】

This equipment comes from the Migru Sleeping Plains.

"Now let's return to the main topic." Qingyang Immortal Monarch turned the conversation back to the immortal race side, "We refer to the Heavenly Stairway behind the dungeons as the Celestial Realm, and thus the Yin Realm and Yang Realm are renamed the Earth Realm and Human Realm, making the original two realms into three."

"Under the assault of the Celestial Realm, the Human Realm teeters on collapse, so we had to let the powerhouses of the first echelon suppress their realms to avoid stronger dungeons appearing, while simultaneously continuously enhancing the strength of lower-level cultivators, hoping to resist the dungeon descent through this method."

"But we were too naive."

"Only after later entering the Celestial Realm did we know that the dungeon's daily descent power is limited; although the strong breaking through realms will indeed lead to stronger dungeon descents, the stronger dungeons also consume more descent power."

"Thus, conversely, this can to a certain extent restrain the number of dungeon descents."

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue exchanged a glance.

This was a situation they were unaware of.

But upon careful thought...

"Compared to the beginning, the increase speed of dungeon descent numbers has indeed slowed down." Lin Yue spoke softly.

Qin Chuan nodded thoughtfully, then continued listening to Qingyang Immortal Monarch's narration.

"It seems you have not repeated the same mistake." Qingyang Immortal Monarch also heard Lin Yue's words and immediately relaxed with a smile.

"At that time, we were unaware of this point, and initially even felt complacent, thinking we had found a solution to the dungeons."

"But later, more and more high-level dungeons descended into the Human Realm due to failed conquests."

"The immortal race fell into the darkest moment in its history."

"We repeatedly came close to being drained of the world's source, losing everything entirely—truly a narrow escape from death, tossed by wind and rain—until..." Qingyang Immortal Monarch's eyes gained a glimmer, that of reverence, "The Immortal King appeared."

"Immortal King?" Qin Chuan showed a curious expression, "What is that?"

"The Celestial Realm has three levels." Qingyang Immortal Monarch spoke softly, "The first level has no threshold; even if one has not reached the Mythic Stage, if they can obtain the protection of the Mythic Stage First Realm, they may also enter."

"The Mythic Stage First Realm, in our immortal race, is called True Immortal."

"The second level requires fulfilling all promotion conditions of the Mythic Stage First Realm to enter; upon entry, one can break through to the Mythic Stage Second Realm, and moreover, each race has a fixed number."

"Initially, there were 8 seats available."

"Each time a material world's world source is devoured, 4 seats can be increased."

"The Mythic Stage Second Realm, in our immortal race, is called Immortal Monarch."

"After the second level comes the third level." Qingyang Immortal Monarch paused slightly, "Each race has only one seat available, and the number cannot be increased."

"Entering it allows one to break through to the Mythic Stage Third Realm."

"The one who enters the third level from each race is honored as 'Ancestor'."

"And our immortal race then calls it..."

"Immortal King!"

Heavenly Stairway three levels, Mythic Stage three realms...

Qin Chuan's eyes quickly lit up.

With just this piece of information, he had not come in vain!

Qin Chuan was not unfamiliar with the term "Ancestor".

Many clues have mentioned it, and various signs indicate it is a title for the strongest of a race.

But as for just how strong the "Ancestor" is, Qin Chuan had no concept.

But now, he understands.

Ancestor, is a powerhouse of the Mythic Stage Third Realm.

Each race, only has one quota! So speaking, the "Immortal King" mentioned by Qingyang Immortal Monarch should not refer to strength, or rather should not refer to the strength of the dungeon stage, but should refer to that final being who led the immortal race to ascend the Heavenly Stairway and finally stepped into the third level, the strongest of the immortal race.

"What did that Immortal King... do?" Qin Chuan spoke softly.

"Immortal King, invincible against peers, invincible against higher levels, invincible even against two levels higher." Qingyang Immortal Monarch spoke softly, "With just one person and one sword, he cleaved open the gate to the Celestial Realm for our immortal race."

"The Celestial Realm's four races repeatedly schemed, but the Immortal King only needed one sword to break them!"

"In the late stage of the dungeon, SSS-level dungeons descend." Qingyang Immortal Monarch's eyes burst with sharp light, "Once such a dungeon fails to be conquered, the material world will instantly connect to the Celestial Realm and suffer invasion by all its races, leading to the world being completely devoured."

"At this critical juncture, every time the Immortal King entered the Celestial Realm, he would encounter a second-realm descent; if the third level could not allow crossing two levels to appear, even the ancestors of the four races might have to act."

"But, they did not succeed!" Qingyang Immortal Monarch again filled his cup and drained it in one gulp, "The Immortal King won, the immortal race won!"

"We became the first race to ascend the Celestial Realm under the siege of the four races!"

At this moment, Qingyang Immortal Monarch lost his former calm and composure, as if returning to that day, raising his cup in hearty drinking, his fighting spirit soaring.

Even Qin Chuan and Lin Yue sitting at the same table, in Qingyang Immortal Monarch's words, could not help but arise with reverence for that Immortal King.

Truly formidable.

Having personally experienced SSS-level dungeons, Qin Chuan and Lin Yue know exactly how troublesome the Second Realm of the Mythic Stage truly is.

Without time stop, the two of them working together can only kill the opponent's Descent form.

If it weren't for Chief Priest Kraelai of the Blue Moon striking down the true form of the Ember Wraith God, intimidating other Second Realm beings, the successive Descents of Second Realm powerhouses alone would be enough to make them drink a pot of frustration.

From this perspective, they indeed owe thanks to the Moon Spirit Clan.

But their vigilance toward the Moon Spirit Clan must not be weakened because of this.

The Moon Spirit Clan having problems is also true.

"Ascending to the Heavenly Realm, for a race, is merely the beginning, not the end."

Upon hearing these words from the Qingyang Immortal Lord, Qin Chuan and Lin Yue immediately suppressed their distracting thoughts and listened attentively.

The content after ascending the Heavenly Stairway is something they have never experienced.

If the Qingyang Immortal Lord before them could reveal some of it, it would certainly help them.

For example, the "Gatekeeper" unexplained by the Purple Moon Chief Priest.

"The Heavenly Realm is directly connected to the Earthly Realm, with a great gate between them." The Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke slowly, "This gate was two-way at its birth."

"Earthly beings can use it to reach the Heavenly Realm, and Heavenly beings can use it to set foot on the Earthly Realm, destroying the Earthly Realm to sever the foundation of the Mortal Realm's power, causing a race to lose all its strength. Although this consequence is better than having the World Source seized, it is still not much better."

"Therefore, 'Gatekeepers' are needed." The Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke slowly, "Each race chooses a powerful being to connect with the gate's qi."

"As long as the Gatekeeper lives, the gate becomes a one-way channel, preventing the Heavenly Realm from descending to the Earthly Realm this way, thus preventing the Earthly Realm from being destroyed."

"Once the Gatekeeper dies, the gate reverts to two-way, and at the same time, this race cannot choose a second Gatekeeper for a hundred years."

"The Gatekeeper can only exist in the Heavenly Realm and cannot enter the Earthly Realm; he will become the primary target other races attempt to kill."

"Therefore, the identity of the Gatekeeper is a race's greatest secret."

"Protecting the Gatekeeper is merely one of the Heavenly Realm's rules." The Qingyang Immortal Lord's voice paused slightly, "Continuously occupying territory in the Heavenly Realm is equally important."

"Only by possessing territory and obtaining the Lord's identity can a race's non-Mythic Stage members enter the Heavenly Realm; the more Lords there are, the more clan members can enter."

"Lord's identity?" Qin Chuan's face showed an expression of surprise.

He had thought the Lords of the First Level of the Heavenly Stairway were merely nominal.

It turns out they actually have practical functions.

Undoubtedly, the more clan members who enter the Heavenly Stairway, the greater the chance of victory in the future Race War.

Therefore, the Lord's identity is crucial! The Qingyang Immortal Lord looked at the two attentively listening and smiled.

He spoke in such detail precisely to let them prepare in advance.

"The main points to note when entering the Heavenly Realm are these." The Qingyang Immortal Lord's voice paused slightly, "If there is anything else to note, it would probably be..."

"Only when all races enter the Third Level will the Race War begin."

"If the last race has not entered the Third Level, then the Race War begins from the moment of their failure."

"Therefore, the last race determines the timing of the Race War's opening."

"Barring accidents, you should be like us, the last race." The Qingyang Immortal Lord smiled, "This is no small advantage; make good use of it."

"Good!" Qin Chuan's eyes lit up.

This piece of information is truly important.

"Our experience in the Heavenly Realm's First Level is unremarkable." The Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke softly, "Under the Immortal King's leadership, it was nothing but an unstoppable advance."

Qin Chuan's mouth corner twitched slightly.

Quite unremarkable.

Having been played.

"But with the Immortal King entering the Second Level, the situation changed." The Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke slowly, "Because the four Ancestors of the Third Level can descend to the Second Level."

"The Immortal King's strength made them feel fear."

"They feared that when the Race War truly began, the invincible Immortal King leading the Immortal Race to final victory would descend simultaneously to try to kill the Immortal King."

"Even if they cannot exterminate the Immortal Race, they want to give the Immortal Race a mediocre king."

"The difference in strength between the Third Realm and the Second Realm is like heaven and abyss, and yet four act simultaneously." The Qingyang Immortal Lord's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, "The Immortal King is no match, but also unafraid."

"That battle shook heaven and earth, ultimately alarming the Overseer."

"Under the Overseer's intervention, the Immortal King is not allowed to kill any race's Second Realm being, in exchange for the four races' Third Realm beings not descending." The Qingyang Immortal Lord's eyes burned with anger, as if the entire Peach Blossom Island roared and surged under this fury, "What a biased Overseer."

"Why should the Immortal King compromise! Slaughtering all Second Realm beings of the four races is nothing but a flick of the wrist!"

"Overseer?" Qin Chuan expressed astonishment at the Immortal King's feat of resisting the descent of four Ancestors alone, but even more astonished by the unfamiliar name emerging from the Qingyang Immortal Lord's mouth.

"Indeed, just the Overseer." The Qingyang Immortal Lord took a sip of wine, calmed his emotions, and spoke slowly, "So-called Heavenly Realm is merely the game of an extremely terrifying powerful being, who set the rules and observes the battle results every ten thousand years."

"The victor can obtain His reward, break free from the Heavenly Realm, and truly possess their own power; the rest are annihilated like weeds."

"When He departs, He leaves behind a subordinate, who is responsible for supervision."

"That is the Overseer."

"The Overseer possesses terrifying power exceeding any Ancestor, able to erase a race with ease; His sole purpose is to ensure the Race War proceeds smoothly."

"There actually exists such a being?" Qin Chuan showed an expression of surprise, "Why have I never heard of it in the Heavenly Stairway?"

"Did the deity who created the Heavenly Stairway also leave an Overseer there?" "You certainly haven't heard of it." The Qingyang Immortal Lord glanced at Qin Chuan, his eyes carrying a hint of strangeness, "Because the Overseer died."

"... Ah?" Qin Chuan's expression turned bewildered, "Overseer... died?"

"Yes." The Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke slowly, his voice heavy yet filled with extreme heroism and arrogance, "In the Second Realm, the Immortal King was no match for the four Ancestors, was pulled aside by the Overseer's intervention, which caused the entire Immortal Race to be dissatisfied."

"Therefore, the Immortal Race made a decision."

"We must accumulate power, break free from all bonds and rules."

"True freedom is to be an Immortal!"

"You..." Qin Chuan looked at the Qingyang Immortal Lord, already realizing what would happen next, "You succeeded?"

"We succeeded, yet also failed." The Qingyang Immortal Lord spoke softly, "The Immortal King stepped into the Third Realm, breaking through the Third Boundary of the Mythic Stage."

The administrator appeared once again, about to announce the opening of the Race War, but was met with the Immortal King's full-force assault.

That battle, the entire heavenly realm will never forget. Qingyang Immortal Monarch spoke softly, "The Immortal King's single sword strike severed the administrator's head."

With the administrator's fall, the entire heavenly realm fell into chaos.

In the end, the deity appeared ahead of time.

The administrator's fall enraged Him beyond measure, while the Immortal King merely laughed to the heavens in the face of the deity, then drew another sword.

He said...

My fate is not determined by heaven!

Qingyang Immortal Monarch's words trailed off for a long time, the fervor in his eyes gradually fading.

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue's surging emotions also faded at this moment.

Looking at Qingyang Immortal Monarch's expression, they already knew the outcome of this battle.

The invincible Immortal King met his first defeat in life—and also his last.

He was slain by the deity, and the immortal race became the first target to be purged.

My immortal race fears no deity, dreads no heaven or earth. Qingyang Immortal Monarch smiled, "The Immortal King has passed; now it is our turn to defy heaven."

In the final moments, our immortal race's eight Immortal Monarchs, hundreds of True Immortals, and billions of cultivators, under the leadership of the third Immortal Monarch—the Reincarnation Immortal Monarch—used the administrator's head severed by the Immortal King as a foundation, and beneath the deity's very eyes, accomplished a great deed.

We sacrificed our world's source, we sacrificed our lives.

In exchange for a chance at worldly reincarnation.

Reincarnation... Qin Chuan chewed on these two words, then looked toward Qingyang Immortal Monarch before him, his eyes shifting violently, "You... we..."

Qingyang Immortal Monarch silently raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp.

(End of Chapter)