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The three-day deadline has passed, and the human race of the entire Immortal Realm has officially begun their migration.
There were no farewells, no deep sentimentality, the homeland that had been developed for nearly two million years was thus abandoned.
Without a trace of reluctance, nor a shred of attachment.
Perhaps just a hint of emotion.
But that was relative only to the Sealing Monarchs. The mortals and cultivators of the fundamental cultivation worlds simply didn't know, nor could they understand.
Lian Qime, Liu Sui, Zhou Wu, Qin Yang, and others had all been in seclusion, and in the future, even when they emerged, they wouldn't know that the world they were in had already been through several migrations.
That's right, several.
Just like two million years ago, and even in more ancient times, no one knows how many times migrations have taken place.
