In this world where the laws of Heaven and Earth had declined, it had been ten thousand years since anyone had ascended to immortality. Becoming an Immortal had turned into a mere elusive legend, yet Yin Crow looked at Ye Xuan in front of him as if witnessing the birth of an Immortal.
Immortal Mortal!
Two simple words, yet worlds apart, they represented different levels of life, where being an Immortal meant eternal life, one's lifespan rivaling the heavens.
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Human World!
The sky was clear for thousands of miles, the color of deep blue.
A ripple spread in the void, a gloomy light gate opened in the Human World, and Ye Xuan stepped out, emerging from the gloomy light gate. He looked up at the fierce sun, a brilliant smile outlining the corners of his mouth.
