The Thousand Realms was a world separated by the Black Tidal Sea. Supposedly, it was impossible to cross the sea to reach this place as the sea was filled with extreme dangers that both worlds couldn't fend off. Unless it's a high ranking deity above, it's pretty impossible.

However, Jin Rou was very confident as he had done a few times in the past. His knowledge about the Black Tidal Sea surpassed everyone else.

The Thousand Realms was a much bigger world compared to Nine Heavens. Furthermore, the cultivation here was more advanced than the previous.

This world was brilliant because it had been protected by immortal sovereigns, the recognized highest realm one could attain in this world. If it's compared to dao monarchs, the monarchs were a tad weaker. historical

After all, sovereigns had the ability to maneuver their lifespan. It's an almost technique towards immortality. With the ability to control lifespan, it was pretty much an overpowered dao law. However, there was a grave downside to it so immortal sovereigns were considered only as halfs.

To add more, the cultivation of this world started from Dao Child, Mantra Divination, Earthlus, and True Dao. After reaching True Dao, there were two paths a cultivator could take. One that led to immortal sovereign, and one led to ancient paragons.

Jin Rou was walking the beach he had arrived to. He was very familiar with this place as he usually land here. There were many points that he could land, but he always chose this spot.

The sand was color white and everytime Jin Rou step on it, there was a comfortable feeling by his feet. Anyone would see the sand as normal, however Jin Rou knew it had an amazing background.

Jin Rou kept on walking and walking, leaving a trail of his footsteps. After a while, he reached a certain place, another which he was very familiar with.

However, there was something different.

He sighed and said, "Truly, rise and fall is inevitable. Even for such a powerful lineage like this."

The time and space of Thousand Realms was different from the Nine Heavens. Before Han Li could wake up, the Thousand Realms had opened a new epoch.

It was called Grand Mystery Epoch. As it was opened by a brilliant immortal sovereign, Grand Mysterious.

Grand Mysterious Immortal Sovereign was one of the oldest sovereigns living in the Thousand Realms. Under his monitor, the realm had lived peacefully and no one could deny his achievements. Being a sovereign at the peak of his cultivation, he was revered and turned enemies away.

However, not all enemies thought that way. The once gone dark tribe appeared in the public in wreak havoc. The tribe came prepared, so ordinary cultivators only served as a cannon fodder for the enemy. Seeing the situation turning for worse, immortal sovereigns and ancient paragons finally appeared.

However, the dark tribe was too strong. Left with no choice, Grand Mysterious appeared to save the day.

It was a bitter battle. Despite Grand Mysterious being so strong, he still found it difficult to kill the enemies. With no choice to spare, he went all out and activated his grand dao using his blood.

Remember, their blood was too precious that they wouldn't use it unless it's necessary. He could choose to run away and no one would blame him for it, but he refused to and fight to the end.

That battle ended with the deaths of the dark tribe and Grand Mysterious, and it opened a new epoch for the Thousand Realms. As a commemoration of Grand Mysterious, they named the new epoch Grand Mystery Epoch.

"That brat..." Jin Rou shook his head. He already knew the events by searching for clues around the place. It's easy as pie for him, anyway.

Han Li had a connection with Grand Mysterious, and this lineage in front of him was the latter's lineage.

"Li Mysterious Sect." Jin Rou couldn't help but feel cheesy about the name. Grand Mysterious pushed the name to be this way.

In the past, this place was filled with vigor. Being under the protection of Grand Mysterious, no lineage dared to offend them. Also, there were countless lines when they were recruiting. The popularity of Li Mysterious Sect was way over the top that other top lineages felt threatened.

Unfortunately, if there's a rise, there's also a fall. The grand sect was never to be found, only worn down buildings. There were few disciples who were sweeping the floor. All of them had gloomy expressions.

Han Li had no longer have any connection with this sect as Grand Mysterious died. Jin Rou wanted to turn his back and focus on his reason why he was here in Thousand Realms.

However before he could do so, a person approached him and said, "Hello, Sir. I have seen you looking at our plaque. Are you interested in joining our sect?"

"No." Jin Rou flatly answered, "I'm just passing by."

"But Sir, please don't make up your mind fast. Let me tell you first, our sect is once a powerhouse that many lineages feel threatened and see us with awe and respect." the youth said. His voice was brimming with confidence as he told the tale.

"Then what happened?" Jin Rou asked, feigning he didn't know.

"I don't know. Our ancestors refuse to say anything, but I guess our forefather died." The youth said. There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

"I'm still uninterested in joining though." Jin Rou shook his head. He didn't want to entangle himself with this. He could already sense there's an impending crisis he would have to deal with if he chose to stay here.

Nevertheless, the youth didn't give up. He even knelt down and said, "Please, I beg you Sir. We are lacking one last disciple to join. If we aren't able to, the Sky Immortal Sect would be taking everything from us."

"Sky Immortal Sect?" Jin Rou asked.

"Yes. That sect has been humiliating us since our downfall. They even said that they will take everything from us unless we recruit 15 disciples in 7 days. It's already the seventh day and it's almost time. You are our only hope, Sir." The youth didn't stand up.. He knelt there and begged for Jin Rou's consideration.