Immortal dao had traversed the chief worlds and become the mainstream great dao of the realm. Its guardians—God and Pangu—had left. Their whereabouts were unknown.

Hongjun remained at Mount Buzhou and looked out over the realms. Lu Yun didn’t take the time to meet him. The young man continued to sit at Mount Xuanhuang and contemplated his future.

Qing Yu was right, he did need to continuously increase his strength. It’d always come from the Tome of Life and Death, and while they were one and the same now, what the treasure bestowed was passive improvement.

It was a vastly different concept to Lu Yun proactively cultivating and seeking out improvement. He’d reached the maximum capabilities...