The day I ascended, I thought I was the most inspirational rogue cultivator in the Three Realms.
Three thousand seven hundred years, from Qi Refining to Tribulation Transcendence. I’d suffered enough to fill a tragic tale with blood and tears.
When the Heavenly Gate opened, I was stunned.
Bones lay everywhere. The palaces had collapsed. There wasn’t a soul in the Celestial Realm.
A broken jade slip told me that the Celestial Realm had been destroyed thirty thousand years ago, and I’d done it myself in a past life.
Meanwhile, the prominent righteous sects in the mortal world were still reinforcing the seal, forbidding anyone who ascended from coming up.
Fine. If you won’t let me come up, I’ll go down and ask you about it.
After reading a few chapters, the whole chapter is filled with swords, swords, and swords. Is this still the world of immortality, without magic? Also, the Immortal World is too small. As soon as you ascend, you will find Heaven. It is as if the Immortal World is just a subordinate interface. The Immortal Cultivation World and Immortal World you wrote are too small. If you don't make a subordinate interface of 100 million, you should make it tens of millions.