“Regarding the Boundary Sea, there’s no need for us to elaborate on its composition. Now that you’re within it, you must have a profound understanding,” said the Immortal Gold Daoist.
The Boundary Sea is formed from the remnants of shattered worlds, infused with the power of time. Though it resembles an ocean, it is eerie and terrifying in truth.
Shi Hao listened intently. Though he had speculated much, there were still many things he did not fully comprehend.
“In the end, all sin and chaos lie beyond the sea,” sighed the Second Under Heaven.
For generations, from ancient times to the present, countless beings have sought to cross the sea, striving to reach the other side. This pursuit has birthed endless strife and war.
“That’s not entirely accurate. All chaos stems from the hearts of men,” the Immortal Gold Daoist murmured with a sigh.
These two ancient monarchs, privy to many secrets, gazed upon the undulating waves and the terrifying flashes of primordial spirit light rising intermittently from the depths. Their hearts were heavy with reflection.
At the far end of the Boundary Sea lies a land of darkness. Beyond it, the ultimate secret may be found. Thus, countless beings have thrown themselves into the crossing, undeterred by peril.
Some among the denizens of the Immortal Domain and the Nine Heavens are truly noble, seeking to quell the chaos at its source.
To these mighty figures, all calamity originates from the darkness. Only by reaching the ultimate end can the root of the problem be resolved.
For they have discovered that even the Other Shore is a creation of darkness.
Among the Immortal Kings of the Other Shore, some are supreme evolvers, corrupted by darkness, who ultimately ascended to the pinnacle.
In truth, the overlords of the Immortal Domain have captured more than one ordinary Immortal King. Upon examination, they found traces of darkness within them.
It could be said that the entire Other Shore is a progeny of darkness!
Many clues suggest that the ancestors of the Other Shore were beings tainted by darkness.
“Beyond those who seek to quell the source of chaos, there are even more who cross the sea in pursuit of fortune, striving to grow stronger!”
The Second Under Heaven spoke gravely, and this group formed the majority—vast in number.
Since ancient times, across countless epochs, these “mainstream” beings have journeyed forth in endless waves. Their numbers are terrifying, beyond reckoning.
“Precisely because of this, greater turmoil has accumulated, destined to erupt sooner or later. These beings are the most dreadful instigators of the great chaos!”
The Immortal Gold Daoist’s expression darkened as he revealed fundamental truths.
In this world, the Immortal King is the apex, a realm nearly impossible to surpass. Those who reach this level, after cultivating for endless ages, seek only one thing—to break through and become an Emperor!
Yet, from antiquity to the present, none have succeeded!
The Boundary Sea holds too many secrets, especially at its end. Legends say that beyond the land of darkness lies the ultimate truth, a chance to ascend further in cultivation.
Ancient records point there. To become an Emperor, crossing the sea may be the final choice.
Thus, the monarchs set forth, unafraid of death, generation after generation, emerging from their worlds to traverse this terrifying expanse.
Among them are not only Immortal Kings but also Immortal Monarchs and even Burial Kings!
From different realms, yet united in purpose—to become Emperors!
Even the Other Shore is no exception. In fact, they are even more fervent, for all signs indicate that their strength and civilization originate from darkness.
Thus, they are all the more eager to cross the sea, to worship the dark sanctuary, to break through and become Emperors!
Of course, at this level, the Immortal Kings harbor their own ambitions. Their so-called pilgrimage is but a pretense—what they truly seek is the throne of an Emperor, devoid of reverence.
In essence, the Boundary Sea is the Sea of Ascension!
From ancient times to now, ninety percent of those who cross do so for the sake of becoming Emperors. This is the mainstream!
The Nine Heavens, the Immortal Domain, the Burial Grounds, the Other Shore—different civilizations, different races—all converge here, inevitably leading to cataclysmic clashes.
When tensions reach a tipping point, chaos erupts!
Once such chaos spreads, it engulfs all realms, its impact profound, igniting wars of unprecedented bloodshed.
These are battles among monarchs, where rivers of blood flow, mountains of bones pile high, and entire civilizations are extinguished.
“At the end of the Boundary Sea, anomalies occur frequently. When storms arise, they sweep toward this side, capable of shredding even Immortal Kings!”
When such disasters strike, those crossing the sea have no choice but to retreat, fleeing back the way they came.
This brings unimaginable calamity.
Picture countless mighty beings fleeing back—the chaos that ensues is beyond comprehension, leading to collisions fiercer than ever before. Thus, the Great Dark Chaos is born.
Such events recur periodically, sometimes within a single epoch, sometimes spanning several.
“But this time is unlike any before. At the shore of the Boundary Sea, a storm of dark matter greater than any in history is brewing, destined to engulf the entire sea!”
Hence, the prophecy of the most terrifying Great Dark Chaos in history, set to erupt in this era.
For before the storm, there are omens—howling gales, turbulent waters. Drawing from past experience, the monarchs have already foreseen it!
In the past, some supremely powerful beings could withstand the dark storms at the sea’s end, which could annihilate ordinary Immortal Kings. They would lie dormant in the depths or take refuge on immortal isles, refusing to return.
But this time is different. Many predict this storm will rage for an entire epoch, growing ever more violent, until all are forced to flee back.
When Shi Hao heard this, he drew a sharp breath. At last, he understood the true horror of the so-called darkest and most terrifying era in history.
This would be the most catastrophic collision ever witnessed!
If the prophecy holds true, and beings from all epochs return, disaster is inevitable. When they meet, how could peace prevail?
Whether on the journey back or after their return, war is certain—Burial King blood, Immortal King blood, Immortal Monarch blood… staining the heavens red!
The mere thought of such a scene, such an outcome, sends chills down the spine.
The accumulation of countless epochs, the collision of history’s strongest—this is enough to make even monarchs tremble and the world quake in fear.
Not just others—even Shi Hao himself, contemplating the coming of this dire age, felt a cold shiver down his spine.
“If they know a dark storm capable of killing Immortal Kings is coming, why don’t the beings in the depths return early?” Shi Hao asked.
“Because some are already near the shore, gazing upon the end, desperate to step onto the ultimate land!” said Bird Grandpa.
Fine Jade Grandpa sighed. “At that stage, who would willingly give up? So close to success, they will not retreat until the last possible moment.”
They endure ordinary dark storms, retreating only when faced with annihilation.
“This is terrifying. The strongest have yet to return. Once they do, the consequences are unimaginable—utterly brutal!”
Bird Grandpa’s expression was grave. This would be the most dreadful chaos of all.
Shi Hao understood. The oldest, most powerful, those closest to success—their return would stir waves beyond comprehension!
“Rather than calling it the Calamity of Darkness, it is more apt to name it the Calamity of Ascension!” Shi Hao mused silently.
Such beings are undoubtedly overlords, some nearing the threshold of Emperorhood. Should they run amok, even the heavens could not withstand them!
Shi Hao had believed the Great Dark Chaos had already begun, for during the hundreds of thousands of years he was trapped in the cycle of reincarnation, the Immortal Domain and the Nine Heavens had suffered repeated invasions, engulfed in war.
Now he saw that was merely the prelude. The true storm, the true life-and-death struggle, lay ahead.
That day was not far off—perhaps it would erupt tomorrow!
“Many of these beings, having been away from their worlds for so long, have changed beyond recognition,” said Bird Grandpa.
Similar events had occurred before, serving as a warning.
Some, in their pursuit of Emperorhood, have fought bitterly in the Boundary Sea for ages, their minds twisted.
Others have been corrupted by dark matter, no longer themselves.
Still others have abandoned all allegiance, indifferent to the Immortal Domain or the Other Shore. A former Immortal King, upon returning, might slaughter freely in the Immortal Domain to seize fortune for his own ascension.
Now, as the dark being Shi Hao had slain had said, the Boundary Sea was utterly changed.
Ancient beings had begun forming alliances, banding together on their return, possibly to massacre entire ancient lands and greatest sects.
It would not even be strange to see Immortal Kings and Immortal Monarchs joining forces!
Shi Hao fell silent. The situation was dire. He even wondered if the myriad realms could survive. The accumulation of countless epochs meant an unfathomable number of monarchs.
“Some ancient monsters from the Era of Fallen Emperors will surely return alive!”
“If they do, the trouble will be immense!”
Bird Grandpa and Fine Jade Grandpa spoke, their heads aching at the thought.
“In all these years, has no one ever reached the shore and entered the ultimate land?” Shi Hao asked.
“Likely some have, but no Emperor has emerged. Some have seen the corpses of ancient beings from the Era of Fallen Emperors on the shore, glimpsed across vast distances.”
“Even if one reaches the shore, stepping into the final land is no guarantee. Becoming an Emperor is too arduous!”
The two old men shook their heads. Since antiquity, no true Emperor had ever appeared, yet the monarchs continued to throw themselves into the crossing.
Perhaps the faint footprints on the dam hinted at something, but they might not belong to an Emperor.
“Yet they have inspired countless monarchs to cross!” Bird Grandpa sighed.
“How long does it take to cross the sea?” Shi Hao asked.
“The sea is peculiar, and it varies. Some take epochs just to reach the halfway point, while others near the end in mere hundreds of thousands of years.”
“Generally, setting aside the sea’s oddities, the stronger the being, the shorter the time required.”
The two old men explained.
“The strongest, most terrifying Great Dark Chaos in history—I await your arrival!” Shi Hao declared. Since it could not be avoided, he would meet it head-on.
Perhaps he could even take a more radical approach—plunge into the sea and venture ever deeper.
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