Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The darkness slowly advanced.

Deep within the rift, the gazes of all ten mortal immortals were fixed upon it.

No one spoke, but the originally mutually restraining aura of the Great Dao had already quietly changed.

On the human side, five auras were faintly connected.

The same applies to the other races.

They've been trapped here for far too long.

So much time has passed that any slight change could cause the balance that has been maintained for countless years to collapse completely.

Finally, a figure emerged from the darkness.

His clothes were clean, his blood and energy were vigorous, and there was no trace of decay left on his body after being worn away by the immortal light for many years.

Most importantly, the aura of human blood was completely undisguised.

In that instant, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the five human immortals.

The white-haired swordsman carrying the broken sword couldn't help but laugh.

"Humans!"

As the voice rang out, the expressions of the five alien immortals opposite them simultaneously darkened.

The ancient empress, whose body was half petrified, gently exhaled.

The road behind her, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse, stabilized somewhat again at that moment.

Although the other two human immortals didn't show it too obviously, their gazes towards Gu Changjin softened considerably.

In this place where the divine light could obliterate everything at any moment.

The word "same clan" itself represents the most basic trust.

On the other hand, consider the other races.

The divine soul enveloped by the imperial runes fluctuated violently, as if it were ready to abandon part of its essence and escape at any moment.

A mortal immortal from another race, shrouded in a purple armor, quietly gravitated towards the Great Dao of the Ancient Celestial Venerable.

They were well aware, of course, that once one's cultivation reached the level of a Mortal Immortal, race might not necessarily determine one's final stance.

But without sufficient benefits, who would help a different race for no reason and then turn against their own?

Five against five has become six against five!

This level of difference, even if it's just one more person, is enough to determine the life or death of everyone.

The Ancient Celestial Venerable, with vertical eyes on his forehead, remained silent.

But his four arms were already forming hand seals simultaneously, and the silver chains behind him were taut and straight.

The ancient emperor of the alien race, who had twelve wings on his back, slowly folded his wings as well.

On the surface of the twelve wings, ancient imperial runes lit up one after another.

They have clearly prepared for the worst.

Gu Changjin did not rush to make a move.

His gaze swept over each of the ten people.

The Bronze Emperor lived two lives and his memories contained records of many ancient and powerful figures.

After establishing the Human Race Imperial Court, all the ancient texts of the major imperial clans, holy lands, and supreme lineages were opened to him.

So he actually recognized a few of the people in front of him.

The black-haired man at the forefront of the human race was naturally the Heavenly Emperor from the era of the Heavenly Emperor.

Legend has it that this person once swept through the seven forbidden zones and suppressed the universe for 30,000 years, but mysteriously disappeared at the height of his power.

Some say he has entered the path to immortality.

Some say that he met with misfortune in his later years and has already passed away.

I never expected to be trapped here.

The white-haired swordsman carrying the broken sword was none other than the Sky-Splitting Sword Emperor.

He once cleaved a sea of ​​stars with a single sword strike, and in his later years, he ventured alone into the desolate frontier of the universe, where he was never heard from again.

The woman whose body was half petrified was named Empress Luoshen.

They are also renowned figures in ancient human texts.

As for the other races...

Besides the Ancient Celestial Venerable, the twelve-winged Ancient Emperor was the Holy Feather Ancient Emperor.

The one who remains is a wisp of divine soul, the Formless Soul Ancestor.

Each and every one of them was an existence that once dominated an entire era of the universe.

Now they are all crammed into this crack, barely surviving by relying on each other's strength.

Gu Changjin became increasingly satisfied.

The ancient books did not deceive him.

These are all genuine old items.

The Heavenly Emperor was also sizing up Gu Changjin.

After only a short while, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's so unfamiliar.

The Great Dao emanating from Gu Changjin does not belong to any era he is familiar with.

Their blood and qi are incredibly abundant.

This is not an old monster that has endured hundreds of thousands of years of hardship, but rather someone who has just entered the mortal world as an immortal.

"Fellow Daoist, from which era do you come?"

The Heavenly Emperor spoke slowly.

Gu Changjin smiled.

"In this era."

Two simple words caused the expressions of the ten people present to change once again.

A mortal immortal in this mortal world?

Has the outside world ushered in a new era of brilliance?

Or has the true path to immortality already appeared?

"How long until the Path to Immortality opens?"

The Heavenly Emperor immediately asked.

"About four hundred years."

Gu Changjin answered casually.

This is also the result of him having spent a full hundred years in advance after entering the vast universe.

Although the magnificent era that was originally destined to be his has been completely disrupted by him, the time when the path to immortality truly begins does not seem to have changed much.

Upon hearing this, several immortals in the mortal world showed a hint of emotion in their eyes.

Four hundred years.

For them, it was just a period of seclusion.

But for them now, they have to rely on their own resources to get through each day.

Gu Changjin looked at the layer of transparent celestial light that kept falling.

"Where exactly is this place?"

Although he had already noticed some clues.

But the people in front of us have been trapped here for countless millennia, so they must know much more.

The Heavenly Emperor did not hide anything.

Now that Gu Changjin has entered, many things can no longer be kept secret.

"This is not the true path to immortality."

"It is a celestial rift."

"It is a weak point left behind when the vast universe collided with that world."

The Heavenly Emperor looked up at that realm that was within reach yet forever unattainable.

"The true path to immortality needs to begin at the right time and in the right place."

"But we are unwilling to wait any longer."

"So I wanted to find another way through this crack."

The results are obvious.

The path has been found.

The person successfully got in.

But if you take one more step forward, you will find the insurmountable barrier of the Immortal Realm.

Going back won't lead to a way back to the universe either.

They have no choice but to stop here.

They can break free from the lifespan limitations of the universe by relying on the longevity substances seeping from the cracks.

The substances that could prolong life were mixed with the divine light.

While extending their lifespan, they also continuously erode their fundamental Dao essence.

Therefore, ten people would be hostile to each other while also joining forces.

We must be wary of each other, yet rely on the strength of everyone to thwart the annihilation of the divine light.

"When the true path to immortality opens, the great universe will collide with that world once more."

"The gap between the immortals will then loosen."

"Only then will we have a chance to leave this place."

Hearing this, Gu Changjin finally understood.

No wonder that in the original destiny he saw, there were several immortals in extremely poor condition who would return after hundreds of years.

They did not return voluntarily.

They were just waiting for the moment when the true path to immortality would begin.

"I see."

Gu Changjin nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, the Heaven-Splitting Sword Emperor was already getting impatient.

He looked at the Holy Feather Ancient Emperor opposite him, a smile that he made no attempt to hide.

"Saint Feather, didn't you just say that if this drags on, it's uncertain who will die first?"

"And now?"

The Holy Feather Ancient Emperor's face was gloomy, and he did not answer.

The Heaven-Splitting Sword Emperor laughed even more heartily.

"This fellow Daoist is a human."

That would be six against five.

"The balance has been broken!"

The other human immortals also slowly pressed their auras toward the alien race.

As long as Gu Changjin fills in their Great Dao Ring.

One person can be freed up on the human side.

At that point, whether they defeat them one by one or directly kill the weakest of the Formless Soul Ancestors, the initiative will be completely in their hands.

Even the Heavenly Emperor did not stop it.

He simply looked at Gu Changjin, clearly waiting for his choice.

The five immortals from the alien race fell silent.

The ancient Celestial Venerable's vertical eye kept turning, as if he wanted to offer something that could move Gu Changjin.

But one can reach the realm of a mortal immortal.

Who would lack ordinary imperial scriptures, imperial weapons, and insights into the Great Dao?

Moreover, Gu Changjin was originally a human.

He couldn't imagine what benefits he could offer to make a human immortal turn around and help the alien race.

The Heaven-Splitting Sword Emperor raised his hand.

A chain of human-made chains extended from the ring and stopped in front of Gu Changjin.

"Fellow Daoist."

"Connect the main road here."

"Let's join forces to kill these five alien races first, then wait together for the path to immortality to open!"

He spoke as if it were perfectly natural.

No one else seemed to think there was anything wrong with it.

Humans help humans.

The alien race stands on the side of the alien race.

Isn't this perfectly normal?

But Gu Changjin looked at the chains of the Great Dao in front of him and suddenly smiled.

The smile became more and more obvious, and also more and more eerie.

"Who said... I'm here to join forces with you?"