Old Zhang, walking through this ancient land, pondered deeply. Just two thousand years into his ascension, and a mythical civilization was nearing its end. Was this truly what becoming an immortal was about?0

Perhaps, the true immortals within the curtain were merely the continuation of their spiritual obsessions. The historical figures were all dead, leaving only the seeds of revival dormant within their feathered true bones.0

He moved swiftly, shrinking the ground under his step, until... he suddenly halted, divine light flickering in his eyes as three distinct fires appeared abruptly before him, each with scriptures fluttering above them...0

"The infamous Three Haunting Fires?" Zhang Daoling's expression changed repeatedly. Had he been targeted as soon as he entered?0

"Based on the Blood God Ape's frequent locations and territories, I can roughly guess the probable spots, though it's not entirely accurate," Chen Yongjie led the way, showcasing his knack for navigation. Recently, he'd mingled with the demon cultivators, blending in to learn all about the red-furred ape's whereabouts.0

The thousand-meter-tall fire maple trees blazed like clusters of flames. This area was perilously inhabited by a flock of mad birds known as Sawtooth Birds.0

Blending perfectly with the fiery forest, these red creatures, armed with gigantic saw-like beaks, would dive at any human on sight.0

These beings...0