The vast sword curtain of the Purple Mist Immortal Monarch has been in place for two months and nineteen days.
Within the sword curtain, it was as peaceful as it was before.
Outside the sword curtain, the undercurrents were surging, the Forbidden Tide rises and falls.
The Purple Mist Immortal Monarch was sitting on top of his Purple Mist Immortal Palace with a splendid sword set on his knees that resembled rosy clouds. This was also his life Immortal soldier, crafted in unison with his own Immortal body and his Lifeline Immortal World.
Relying on this life Immortal soldier, he roamed unopposed within the Immortal Realm.
It was with this life Immortal soldier that he had once defeated numerous competitors and became the new Purple Mist Immortal Monarch.
Thinking back to those days, it has already been half a million years ago.
He had become more potent than those days. His fourth Daoist body was about to be fully cultivated.
