Beneath the Abyss of Divinity, whose bones lie buried in eternal silence? As the myriad heavens wither, gods and demons alike fall, the saints perish, and all beings sink into sorrow. Through countles
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“A month ago, Qingxuan City was struck by a massive ghost tide, suspected appearance of a Ghost King. All immortal sects, exercise caution!”
“Shocking news! Lu Shiqi, the chief disciple of Shuimoon Sect, has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, becoming the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator on Qingxuan Continent!”
“Two months from now, the triennial Immortal Sect Entrance Examination will commence!”
Chaoxian Sect, Disciples’ Pavilion.
Clad in azure robes, Chu Tiange stared at the Cultivation Weekly in his hand and exhaled heavily, his eyes bloodshot.
The weekly’s date: Year 1563 of the Qingxuan calendar.
“This isn’t a dream. It seems I have been reborn.”
Twenty years from now, calamity will descend, and this world will meet its end!
The Qingxuan Continent will be invaded by the Nether Army. The population of ten billion will drop to nine hundred million in just a year!
The Nether Army tramples every inch of Qingxuan, ruthlessly slaughtering; countless sects and clans are wiped out.
Fortunately, at the brink of destruction, heaven and earth return favor, and top cultivators emerge one after another, fighting desperately for all beings, carving out a patch of pure land.
Yet, that pure land endured only three hundred years. After three centuries, Qingxuan was utterly overrun by nether ghosts; all the top cultivators perished in battle, and the last to fight was Chu Tiange.
“Though I obtained the Heaven’s Fortune Pearl in my previous life, allowing me to reach the Crossing-God stage