Transmigrating a Billion Years

Some loose immortals have little cultivation, yet endure for as long as the world itself.

But enduring for as long as the world itself was never meant to mean this.

“You promised to protect me for all my life and never let me suffer any harm. So why are you personally sending me to the sacrificial altar?” Bound tightly by an immortal-binding cord shimmering with celestial light, the peerlessly beautiful figure glared mockingly at the person beside him.

“You were born to be a sacrifice for the immortal root. This is the tribulation written in your fate, and mine as well...” said the young man in silver armor, his face expressionless.

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“My Wenren clan has spent generation after generation nurturing the immortal root with our own blood, nourishing the land and providing immortals with a place to cultivate. And now you’re going to slaughter me like livestock and offer me up as a sacrifice? Hahaha!”

Those who cultivate the immortal foundation have no next life. If I could begin again, I’d rather never have met you...