Once the fire pit extinguished, would the Great Curtain dim as well? Plunging into the dark winter's long night, this thought sent shivers down Wang Xuan's spine. In the end, he didn't rush towards the sky. There were too many experts in the Immortal Realm, and it wasn't his turn to delve into the origins. Of course, he estimated that few people could see what he saw. With his spiritual eyes, he could vaguely perceive the burning papers at the end of the sky, with the blurry bonfire reflected. 0

"As the fire dies, so does the Immortal Realm. A decaying world, half-material and half-energy, is about to perish," he mused, witnessing the death of the Immortal Realm.0

This realm, attached to the Old World, was vast and renowned. Compared to other curtains, this one undoubtedly ranked within the top three. Wang Xuan embarked on his journey through the Immortal Realm, finding everything he saw and heard fascinating. There were countless races, with many powerful species. 0

On the fifth day, he witnessed a True Dragon that dried up a large lake with a diameter of eight hundred miles and tore apart a massive mountain range. Its scales clanged loudly as it brought thunder and clouds, tearing the sky apart, yet it was only fleeing, covered in blood. It was being chased by...0