Each divine treasure, the crystallization of a transcendent civilization's heart and soul, was woven from the highest laws of the Dao of Immortals. Their patterns expanded as they vibrated in unison, foretelling a catastrophe.0

"This is the residual echo of the old mythic world's complete decay," a supreme being commented from behind the veil, observing the resonance of three divine treasures in the distance, making no move to seize them. At this crucial juncture, the Sword of Mortals, the Roaming Ark, and the Ascension Banner activated autonomously, deterring any from approaching. This moment fraught with deadly force was not one to capture treasures.0

The treasures sliced through the heavens, bobbing in the currents of history and resonating with the supreme laws of the era, affecting all transcendents. They seemed to wail in sorrow, witnessing destruction in the repetitions of history, seemingly marking the end of this civilization.0

"Our era is ending. The twilight of immortals approaches, and though it's unbearable, we are powerless to stop it," spoke Lingluan Xian, one of the few female immortals of the Curtain Sky realm in the clouds. 0

The red mole seemed to encapsulate...0