In a single day, a cataclysmic change swept across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. In some ancient, mystical lands and in cursed territories of profound significance from ages past, anomalies began to emerge.
Regrettably, only one or two of these disturbances were noticed, while the rest remained hidden from the world.
The distances were too vast, and some places were utterly desolate, far removed from any signs of life. Take, for instance, the Crossroads of Yin and Yang—a ruined forbidden zone where no one would venture under normal circumstances.
Yet, on this very day, these cursed lands underwent violent transformations, as if struck by cosmic waves, churning with surging immortal essence that shook the heavens and earth.
**”What is happening?”**
High in the Nine Heavens, passersby traversing a desolate prehistoric ruin were struck with awe. They witnessed a sight they would never forget.
Amid the ruins, broken metal beams and shattered jade tiles floated eerily, swirling in the air as enormous black fissures stretched into the cosmos.
**”Heavens! What kind of demonic army is that?”** someone shrieked in terror.
The sky was dark, shrouded in leaden clouds that blotted out the stars. Occasionally, crimson lightning streaked across the blackened firmament, revealing glimpses of the truth.
Battalions upon battalions of warriors stood motionless, as if frozen in time, their armor stained with the blood of countless fallen immortals. Though silent and unmoving, their frigid gazes burned with a bone-chilling light, proving they were still alive.
They were approaching. Marching toward the Three Thousand Provinces.
This was the vision witnessed by a select few in the Nine Heavens, sending chills down their spines before they fled in panic to report to their respective Eternal Clans.
Unfortunately, the spatial rifts here were unstable, flickering in and out of existence, threatening to swallow those spectral figures back into the abyss.
Yet, among the other ancient sites, one stood out with terrifying clarity—far more shocking than the rest.
This was one of the Ten Earths, standing parallel to the Three Thousand Provinces, known as the **”Land of Slain Immortals.”** Legend held that in the distant past, countless immortals had perished here.
At the heart of this land lay a place none dared approach—a stretch of blood-soaked earth, steeped in such thick killing intent that even the bravest avoided it.
Though not an artificially sealed forbidden zone, it had become a true land of annihilation, where no life dared tread.
During the Immortal Ancient War, this place had been piled high with the corpses of fallen immortals. Even after the foreign invaders took the bodies back to their realm, the land remained barren, cursed for eternity.
Though situated at the center of the continent, it had become an untouchable wasteland.
Some suspected that the sheer concentration of immortal blood had turned the place into an altar of sacrifice—so potent that even the foreign invaders deemed it too dangerous and swiftly disposed of it.
Now, after countless years, this land stirred once more.
The crimson earth cracked open, as if the dried blood had regained vitality, turning the ground slick and horrifyingly scarlet.
Immortal blood seeped forth—not much, but enough to shatter souls and freeze hearts.
The entire ancient land glowed with a faint red radiance, growing increasingly eerie, as if it had become a sacrificial ground, calling forth something unspeakable.
On this day, many gathered at the outskirts, witnessing a chilling sight—a cold, blood-red spear tip, gleaming with immortal light, emerging from the earth, as if seeking to pierce through the ancient continent.
Then, with a thunderous **boom**, the blood-stained rocks exploded skyward, revealing the truth beneath.
It was not the earth that had birthed this horror, but a vast spatial rift—deep, boundless, stretching into the unknown.
A lone warrior stood there, carving a path forward. Motionless, he resembled a demonic overlord, his gaze icy as immortal steel. Only when he slowly raised his arm did it become clear he was alive.
He stood upon a solitary boat, unmoving—until the spatial rift threatened to collapse. Then, with deliberate slowness, he lifted his blood-red spear, stabbing into the fissure to force open a gateway.
The spatial passage was unimaginably vast, an endless river flowing amidst chaos and immortal mist.
The boat carried the warrior downstream, until he reached this place. Gripping his spear with both hands, he thrust upward, anchoring it at the heart of the Land of Slain Immortals.
The center of this land had become a sacrificial altar—not by design, but by the saturation of immortal blood.
Now, it had become a passage.
**”He… is terrifying. Where does he come from? He doesn’t seem like one of the foreign invaders!”** someone stammered.
This observer had fought at the frontier, defending the walls against the foreign hordes.
After the war, many had returned to their homelands, including those from the Land of Slain Immortals. They had seen the invaders before—but this warrior on the boat felt different, as if he hailed from somewhere else entirely.
Even more horrifying was the sheer scale of the spatial rift. The river flowed inexorably forward, its origin unknown.
All who saw it knew—this was merely the vanguard. A lone warrior, forging a path. Behind him, greater horrors surely lurked.
The clans of the Land of Slain Immortals were thrown into panic. Many experts rushed to the scene, for the vision was too vivid—an unfathomable being, wielding a blood-red spear, as if trying to shatter the very fabric of the world.
**”Hiss—”**
Gasps filled the air as the elders of supreme sects arrived, activating their divine sight and burning their cultivation to glimpse the truth.
At the distant origin of that vast river, there seemed to lie an abyssal sea—so deep it threatened to consume the soul of any who gazed upon it.
Had this warrior come from there?
The experts of the Land of Slain Immortals trembled in terror.
The implications were staggering. A being had crossed the boundary between worlds?
Groups of cultivators gathered, debating countermeasures and sending distress signals to other ancient lands.
But before reinforcements could arrive, the blood-soaked earth at the center of the continent began to collapse. The spatial rift destabilized.
A low, earth-shaking roar echoed—one that could have shattered stars—but was ultimately blocked by the world’s barrier.
The warrior, now shrouded in chaos and immortal essence, made one final thrust with his spear, unleashing a blood-light that resonated through time itself.
Yet, the passage crumbled. The boat rocked violently upon the turbulent river, and the vision shattered like broken glass.
The news could not be contained. It spread like wildfire, soon reaching the most prestigious factions across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The spectral army glimpsed in the Nine Heavens had been indistinct, but the warrior in the Land of Slain Immortals had been seen clearly by many. Memory crystals recorded the event and were delivered to the great sects for analysis.
At the very least, every Eternal Clan now possessed such a crystal.
**”With a single thrust of his spear, he nearly pierced the world’s barrier?”** The clans deliberated in hushed urgency. Was this an omen of an impending cataclysm?
**”There’s something strange here… fragments of records in ancient texts hint at this, but the full truth eludes us. Investigate—we must uncover the truth!”**
Whether Eternal Clans or Imperial Dynasties, all the ancient powers were shaken. A bone-deep chill settled over them.
It was as if an autumn wind had begun to blow, heralding the withering of all things.
This was no illusion. Even the most ancient beings, those who had reached the Sovereign Realm, felt their hearts tremble with dread.
They sensed it—a great autumn wind would soon rise, stripping the world bare. And the fallen leaves? They might well be the countless sects themselves.
And after the autumn wind… an even colder winter would follow.
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