Lu Yun’s mood took a downward turn after he learned the truth behind Emperors Fall and what akasha ghosts were comprised of. It wasn’t a sinking sense of fear or dread, but of sympathy.

“Senior Zhi Guangji is right, this path of immortal dao is drenched with blood.” 

Ge Long was silent for a very long time. “But… we had no choice…”

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Each of the four immortal seas held a great secret. The North Sea possessed the dragon tomb, the underworld could be found in the East Sea, and the far reaches of the West Sea met with the Black Sea. 

The Black Sea was as its name, filled with waters the color of pure ink. However, it wasn’t a dead sea. Life brimmed in its depths and the shade of their home didn’t seem to affect them. A strange primordial ruin could be found at its end, which was where...