The gates of the immortal realm have opened, radiating boundless divine light, sacred and majestic.
A vast, cold, and merciless will descended, probing Shi Hao, seeking to uncover the essence of his soul.
“Hold onto your invitation tightly. If anything goes wrong, you bear the consequences!” the white-robed youth coldly reminded. Now that Huang had entered the immortal domain, they no longer maintained a humble demeanor.
*Whoosh!*
A dazzling radiance surged forth, brilliant as the morning sun, enveloping Shi Hao beneath its overwhelming brilliance.
Shi Hao’s soul trembled, his cultivation fluctuating violently, as if on the verge of being severed. *What is this?*
Thin wisps of black mist emerged from his body, hissing like snow meeting a blazing fire, melting and dissipating.
“You should be grateful. The invitation in your hand has purified your body,” the purple-haired youth remarked.
In the immortal domain, dark creatures were their greatest fear. Every gate was heavily guarded, ensuring none could slip through undetected.
Shi Hao frowned. Over the years of cultivation in the three thousand provinces and battles against dark beings, he had indeed been tainted by traces of dark energy.
Of course, this was also due to his deliberate contact with dark blood.
The immortal domain was vast beyond measure—so immense that even its own inhabitants had yet to explore its full expanse. Some regions were forbidden even to immortal kings.
Upon entering, they were greeted by a colossal city guarding the gate. From there, they used a teleportation array to traverse billions of miles in an instant.
Otherwise, even as a Supreme Being, traversing such distances by flight alone would be an astronomical journey.
Yet, this was not their final destination.
The massive city hovered in the void, shrouded in chaotic mist, with countless stars orbiting around it.
Its walls, forged in violet-gold, were inscribed with grand dao runes. The city was ancient and majestic, renowned as one of the eternal immortal cities that would never fall.
Here, true immortals could be seen.
Such cities required constant guardianship by true immortals—never a moment unguarded.
This was the Violet-Gold Immortal City, one of the many within the immortal domain.
After a brief rest, Shi Hao was summoned by a true immortal, who personally inspected his invitation before granting passage.
The scrutiny was rigorous—even the city lord, a true immortal, had examined the invitation with utmost seriousness.
“Because you come from that barren, desolate world,” the white-robed youth said with a hint of arrogance.
Shi Hao shot him a glance, tempted to slap him. *Does the immortal domain make you superior? Always looking down on beings from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.*
“Your world is plagued by corruption and anomalies. Strict inspection is necessary,” the purple-haired youth interjected. Though proud, he was less disdainful.
“Our destination is Pan King City, one of the domains under his rule. The vast lands here are governed by Pan King, and its people must fulfill their duties,” another added.
Pan King City was a true immortal king’s domain, one of the grandest ancient cities in the immortal realm. None dared cause trouble here, for it had thrived across countless epochs.
Pan King, hailed as a peerless powerhouse, stood among the strongest in the immortal domain. His origins were lost to time, his age unfathomable.
He stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Ao Sheng Immortal King, both unrivaled in might.
Yet, the two kings shared a deep bond, never clashing. None knew who was stronger.
Learning this, Shi Hao nodded. *Pan King City… What kind of grand gathering awaits?* Without hesitation, he asked the white-robed youth directly.
“The Peach Banquet—a grand event for tens of thousands of clans. Only lineages that have produced true immortals are qualified to attend. I truly don’t understand why a rogue cultivator from a barren world like you is here. What right do you have?” the white-robed youth sneered.
“Have you forgotten how my avatar crushed you? This arrogance of yours is a disease—one that needs curing!” Shi Hao retorted sharply.
“You—!” The white-robed youth glared, fury flashing in his eyes. Even within the immortal domain, Huang remained unyielding and fearless.
Shi Hao’s gaze turned piercing. With a mere gesture, he exerted pressure, causing the youth’s face to darken under the weight.
*This madman… Even here, he dares to threaten me?* The white-robed youth hesitated, fearing Shi Hao might actually strike. Without the city lord’s protection, he was vulnerable.
Shi Hao felt no fear. Four ancient beings slumbered within his flesh, fused with him. More crucially, he carried the “World-Ender” incense. If pushed, he could ignite it—a move even the immortal domain’s elites would dread.
From Violet-Gold City to Pan King City, the journey spanned multiple vast universes.
Shi Hao was stunned. *Is the immortal domain not confined to a single cosmos?*
“These ancient universes have merged, forming a unified realm far grander than the immortal domain of old,” someone explained, easing the tension.
Otherwise, the hostility between the white-robed youth and Huang might have caused problems along the way.
Shi Hao learned that each immortal city governed a universe. The number of true immortals roughly matched the number of fused ancient cosmos.
*The scale of this domain is truly boundless!*
“You think a single ancient realm could sustain all these true immortals?” the white-robed youth mocked.
A true immortal’s needs were staggering—an entire starfield’s resources were required to fuel their cultivation. Otherwise, the heavens themselves would wither under their consumption.
“In truth, the immortal domain remains one grand cosmos. These merged universes, when scaled down, are akin to interconnected starfields,” another clarified.
Shi Hao studied a beast-hide map, each starfield marked with its guardian immortal city.
The once-separate universes now formed a seamless, infinite expanse—the immortal domain.
At its deepest reaches lay a land even immortal kings feared, marked by a skull symbol—a place of extreme danger, unexplored and forbidden.
Ten gates connected the immortal domain to the outside world, each guarded by a massive immortal city.
After passing countless cities and traversing endless starfields, Shi Hao finally arrived at his destination—Pan King City!
The sight left him speechless.
It was unimaginably vast, stretching beyond sight, with suns and moons orbiting like fireflies around its colossal form. Suspended in the cosmos, it exuded an invincible, eternal aura—Pan King City, standing unshaken through the ages.
Built upon a floating ancient continent, its scale matched the boundless land beneath.
Now, it radiated dense immortal energy, the entire domain suffused with an ethereal aura.
This was Pan King City!
At its gates, stern soldiers stood guard, their blades capable of severing stars. None dared jest under their watchful eyes.
A true immortal presided over the entrance, ensuring strict inspection.
Once inside, Shi Hao marveled at towering ancient trees, now sentient beings, their gaze piercing.
The city was divided into districts. Riding a war chariot, they arrived at a bustling area, the tension easing.
Inns dotted the streets—a surprise to Shi Hao. *An immortal king’s city has such mundane establishments?*
“Even an immortal king’s domain needs trade and lodging. Each inn is a blessed land of cultivation, costly to reside in,” the white-robed youth explained.
Shops lined the roads—armories, alchemy pavilions, scripture halls—all thriving with commerce and exchange.
Clans and sects maintained businesses here, trading rare treasures and resources.
“Purple-Hair, you’re back! Did you really fetch someone from that wasteland?” a voice called out, laughter ringing.
“Hey, is this the junior you invited? Bold of him to come!”
A group of cultivators approached, their leader eyeing Shi Hao with keen interest.
“Huò Lán, back off. He’s here by the immortal king family’s invitation!” the purple-haired youth warned, tense.
The Huò clan members seemed eager for a fight.
“Fine, we’ll see you at the Peach Banquet,” Huò Lán said, leading his group away.
“Be careful. Their clan is formidable. One of their elders recently ascended to immortality, bolstering their strength,” the purple-haired youth cautioned.
A true immortal lineage gaining another immortal was a significant boost, even in the immortal domain where true immortals were rare.
“Where is Qing Yi? I wish to see her,” Shi Hao said.
The white-robed youth scoffed. “Focus on yourself first. This isn’t your barren, broken world. Here, even a true dragon must bow. Don’t overreach.”
“You’re sick. You need treatment,” Shi Hao shot back.
The white-robed youth glared but held his tongue.
“White-Robe, is this the savage from that ruined world who humiliated the Ao Clan?” Another voice laughed mockingly.
A young noble with golden hair and an aggressive gaze approached, flanked by attendants.
The purple-haired youth groaned inwardly. *This troublemaker is trouble.*
“Ha! I love this. The Ao Clan’s embarrassment delights me!” A stunning woman approached from the opposite end of the street, her laughter light and mocking.
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