Darkness shrouded the world when night arrived. Ghost zombies roamed the land, searching for any living thing that they could devour.

Many of the heavenly palace’s powerhouses were down in the world below clearing out ghost zombies. They hadn’t cared about the living on the ground before because those insignificant life forms were all guilty. They were the reason why this world had fallen.

The lofty residents of the palace wouldn’t pay any attention to the guilty, if not for the occasional appearance of preeminently strong cultivators.

With the reappearance of great dao and all living things beginning to revitalize, those of the palace naturally set aside their past hatreds. All three hundred and sixty-five of them had reached immortal...