The Immortal realm reappeared, high above the heavens, as if announcing the return of the ancient mythological era. However, each layer was broken, and the Strong had withered. No matter how many heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals there were, they could only decorate their appearances and infuse nine levels of natural vitality into them, to stimulate its power, and thus strengthen the heavenly emperor.
The towering tree entered deep into the Great Dao. The Heavenly Emperor stood under the tree, and behind him were many phantoms, echoing with the immortal realm from afar. He quietly looked down at the Earth, and saw the deep sea west of the Gobi desert churning and surging, with an irreversible momentum, finally, he broke the seal of the green emperor and polluted the surrounding hundreds of thousands of miles into the netherworld. Negative emotions gathered and all kinds of depravity converged, giving birth to one evil god after another.
