I Haven't Seen the Immortal Lord for Three Hundred Years

Three hundred years have passed, and the door to the fairy world has quietly closed, and no one has achieved enlightenment and ascended. This is not a silent tragedy, but a shocking conspiracy that was carefully covered up. The spiritual power in the world of cultivation is irreversibly depleted, and its source is obscure. However, those immortal giants who stand at the top of all living beings and are supposed to lead hope have joined forces to set up a barrier of silence. They whitewash peace and still promote the legend of ascension to the outside world, as if the road to the sky is only temporarily shrouded in clouds and mist. In order to maintain their own cultivation and even steal the only slim chance of ascension, they acquiesced and even promoted the collapse of order at any cost. As a result, disasters spread like abscesses in the world, famine and plague became rampant, and people's deepest evil thoughts grew in despair. The competition for resources in the cultivation world has become increasingly fierce, and morality has been lost; the demon world is restless due to changes in spiritual energy and frequently crosses boundaries. In this apocalyptic torrent where the three realms are overturned and all things are withered. A young Taoist priest who noticed abnormal spiritual power, a mortal with a secret, and a young sect master possessed by hatred accidentally discovered the cruel truth. They are forced to embark on a thorny road. Not only do they have to struggle to survive in this increasingly chaotic wasteland, but they also have to face the lies and butcher knives from the highest level to pursue the buried cause of the world's destruction, and... A glimmer of hope that may not exist at all. The order woven by lies is about to collapse, and all the silent conspirators are enemies. This catastrophe sweeping through the three worlds of humans, demons, and cultivators will eventually swallow up everything. Will it be possible to give birth to a new dawn among the ruins in three hundred years?