100: The Immortal Realm Collapses, the Era Changes

Long Aotian spread his hands, leaped up, tore through space, and plunged into the River of Time.

He was going to find the leader of the Transcendents Alliance to intervene in the affairs of the Immortal Realm, absolutely not allowing Wang Qing and the Heavenly Fortune God Clan to easily unify the Immortal Realm.

Everyone wanted the cultivation rights for Luck in the Immortal Realm, and no one was willing to back down, so no one would have an easy time.

Half a month later... the Northern Han Immortal Region was completely reduced to a land of deathly silence.

Although the war had ceased, the shattered mountains and rivers still reeked of scorching and destruction.

The former Northern Cold Imperial Capital had long turned into ruins, with ghostly blue karmic flames occasionally erupting from the broken walls and crumbling structures, illuminating half the sky like a blood purgatory.

Scorched earth stretched for a thousand li, Spiritual Qi dissipated, and even the wind carried a wailing low roar, as if countless lost souls were weeping.

The Immortals who survived were few and far between; they stood dazedly among the collapsed Immortal Mountains, their eyes unfocused, their faces filled with terror.

Some, their Dao Heart shattered, tore through the Void Realm without looking back, fleeing to unknown domains.

More, their faces ashen, stared numbly at this homeland they no longer recognized.

Even the sun, moon, and stars seemed to be covered by a crimson shadow.

A few Immortals, still holding onto hope, began to try and rebuild the mountains and rivers.

But every time they channeled a trace of Immortal essence, the earth trembled incessantly, as if the Immortal Realm itself was refusing to heal.

The karmic flames had not extinguished, abysses gradually formed, and ominous whispers circulated in the wind; everything seemed to portend greater destruction.

Ultimately, the Primordial Heavenly Court issued a decree, incorporating Northern Han as a subordinate territory and permanently abolishing its Immortal Court.

The surviving Immortals prostrated themselves on the ground, feeling both despair and a sliver of humble hope.

As long as they were alive, there was still a possibility... The Eastern Cold Immortal Domain was even more tragic.

Ghostly Underworld Taoist led two hundred thousand Immortal Army in a desperate resistance, but was ultimately suppressed and killed by the combined efforts of three Immortal Emperor Puppets.

When his Immortal essence exploded, the entire Eastern Cold sky shattered, and blood rain poured down incessantly.

This place also fell under the jurisdiction of Primordial, but there was no longer any sign of life.

Southern Han and Western Han chose to submit; although they were spared from the ravages of war, they were also enveloped in an invisible sense of oppression.

All things lay dormant, all Immortals held their breath, everyone knew that this was merely the last calm before the storm.

In the Northern Cold Borderlands, a tattered warship floated amidst the karmic flames swirling in the sea of clouds.

“Hoo...”

Yun Fu suddenly shivered, then turned back to glare venomously at Wang Qing, her red lips tightly pressed together, not saying a word.

“What, do you dislike This Emperor’s technique? Is it not good enough?”

“Just now you were screaming 'don't stop,' as if you were in ecstasy. What kind of look is that now?”

Wang Qing leaned on the railing with both hands, looking into the distance.

The Chaos mist had not yet fully dispersed, and a suffocating sense of oppression permeated the world.

“Hmph, This Empress will never forgive you!”

Yun Fu threw down a sentence, transformed into a sky-devouring giant python, and plunged deep into the earth's core, disappearing from sight.

Wang Qing did not pursue her, merely sneering indifferently.

“Little thing, This Emperor can just as easily trample a femme fatale!”

He turned into a black mist and dissipated, returning directly to the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain.

At the border of the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain, the forces of Southern Han and Western Han also returned to their respective Immortal Domains behind him.

Although they had submitted to the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain, the Primordial Heavenly Court did not wantonly harvest resources, merely designating them as territories under its command.

The Southern Cold Immortal Lord remained Xuan Yuan Shuangyin, and the Immortal Lord of the Western Cold remained Situ Linghuang.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, continuing as before.

Soon after, Wang Zhennan projected himself from the depths of the Boundless Star Sea, announcing Wang Qing's succession as Heavenly Emperor.

The former Heavenly Emperor issued the decree.

All Immortals were silent, none daring to speak.

Yet, faint thunder rumbled between heaven and earth, not in celebration, but more like a buildup before divine punishment.

The moment this decree appeared, other Immortals, though they wished to stop it, were powerless.

The war was instigated by Wang Qing to unify the Immortal Realm, and with him becoming the new Grand Primordius Heavenly Emperor ruling the Immortal Realm, no one dared to resist.

However, Wang Qing had not been Heavenly Emperor for long.

The Hongmeng Calamity quietly descended from the depths of the Boundless Star Sea, and the moment it affected the Immortal Realm, it was blocked by a mysterious force.

No one knew what was happening.

Regarding this, Wang Qing already had some guesses; it should be his father who acted to prevent the Calamity from affecting the Immortal Realm.

Three months later... on the day of Wang Qing's enthronement, guests from Penglai Immortal Island arrived in full, and the Immortal Realm was bustling with activity.

But beyond the colorful clouds, the Star Sea was dim, and the Multiverse was silent, as if the entire Grandmist was silently observing this final feast.

After the enthronement ceremony, Wang Qing entered a secluded cultivation.

Mu Bingxuan, Xuan Yuan Shuangyin, and Shui Xi quietly returned to the Hongmeng Sea.

Situ Linghuang also embarked alone into the starry sky, disappearing among the flickering galaxies.

Silence spread.

The days in the Immortal Realm grew shorter and shorter, and the nights became increasingly long.

Stars shifted, Immortal spirits flowed in reverse, and unknown whispers echoed in the deep sky... Who knows how much time passed.

Until one day... “Boom boom boom!!!”

The Hongmeng Calamity, as if pushed from behind, tore through the Star Sea and descended with a roar.

The sky suddenly turned pitch black, billions of Lightning Tribulations writhed like giant pythons, tearing through the Immortal Realm's firmament.

The earth cracked, the Heavenly River poured backwards, and Immortal Mountains collapsed like dust.

Even Immortals were powerless against such a Grandmist Calamity, fleeing for their lives with their families.

Countless Immortals perished before they could even cry out, their Dao dissipated, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

The Immortal Realm, as if pushed by an unknown entity, was destroyed by the Calamity, ushering in its true doomsday.

Wherever the Lightning Tribulation reached, all things returned to the Void Realm.

Immortal Kings could still tear through space-time and escape, but the rest were like ants, turning to dust in the world-ending divine might.

The Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain instantly shattered into pieces, the Heavenly Court collapsed, and all beings wailed.

The four Hall Masters of Law Enforcement, Tianji Zi, Zhao Jun, Old Taoist Su Xuan, and Fu Shenqiong.

These beings who once stood at the Peak of the Immortal Realm also had to shatter the Void Realm and flee in a hurry towards the Hongmeng Sea.

The moment they left, the entire Immortal Realm collapsed with a roar, turning into countless fragments, scattered in the ancient Chaos... Many more years passed.

After the last epoch.

The Hongmeng Empress, in conjunction with many transcendent beings from the Hongmeng Sea, single-handedly brought an end to the Hongmeng Calamity.

Eras changed, and a new order began to sprout.

The once most prosperous Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain was now completely unrecognizable, with only Penglai Immortal Island shrouded in a faint black mist.

The Immortal spirits that emerged in the new era were very curious about this island and wanted to enter and explore it.

But they were all blocked by a mysterious force, and ultimately could only circle the periphery.

Another ten thousand years passed, and the Immortal Dao consciousness regained vitality, re-gathering the fragmented Immortal Realm from the Chaos to form a new Immortal Realm.

Various forces frequently emerged, starting peacefully, but as they competed for resources, the struggle of the Five Immortal Domains once again unfolded.

Peace was only temporary; the unpredictable nature of human hearts was the cruel reality.

The Immortal Realm once again fell into turmoil, with each fighting for themselves, and the flames of war burning the sky, even without Immortal Emperor or Immortal King magnates.

Many Immortal spirits could still fight with great enthusiasm, acting wantonly.

Besides the Immortal Realm, this cultivation ground for Luck that was being contested.

The Multiverse also ushered in new vitality, welcoming a new era of resource competition.