If winning the Realm War meant one could become an immortal directly, Chen Yi felt he would not even need to run simulations.
He could simply unleash power that transcended the Void Realm, blast apart every plane outside the Human Realm, and let the Human Realm win on the spot.
Wouldn’t that make him an immortal?
Of course, that clearly made no sense.
If gathering all the mortal energy from every plane in one place could allow someone to become an immortal, then at least that would make some sense.
Before speaking, Lord of the Dragonfolk Realm glanced at Sotuofeiren.
Even without being able to read minds, Chen Yi knew what he meant.
“Suozi, go wait somewhere else.”
“Yes, Boss.”
Sotuofeiren flew away, disappearing from sight.
Lord of the Dragonfolk Realm took a foul-smelling lump of mud from his storage artifact and smeared it over the wound that ran straight through his body.
The lump of mud stopped the wound from worsening and preserved his physical form.
Only then did he speak calmly.
“Behind closed doors, the answer is no. But to the outside world, we have to say yes.”
Chen Yi was somewhat disappointed.
He had heard Lord of the Dragonfolk Realm’s thoughts. He was not lying.
“So you use becoming an immortal as motivation for those below, giving them false hope and making it the goal they strive toward from one generation to the next.”
The first time Chen Yi learned from Patriarch Shen that the Realm War was connected to becoming an immortal, he had already entertained this idea.
He had thought that becoming an immortal was merely a pretext—a pretext used by those at the top to incite those below to take part in the war.
But Lord of the Dragonfolk Realm added another sentence.
“Although it’s impossible, that doesn’t necessarily mean it can never happen.”
“Why don’t you stop beating around the bush and explain?”
“You should know who originally launched the Realm War, right?”
“The last Human Emperor of our Human Realm, thirty thousand years ago.”
“That’s right. The slogan the Human Emperor used back then was that once the Realm War was won, all beings throughout the realm could become immortals!”
“Did the Human Emperor deceive the entire Void Realm?”
“At that time, the Human Realm was the center of the myriad races and the heart of the Void Realm. The Human Emperor’s authority was boundless, and no one would have questioned those words. After thirty thousand years, even a lie repeated for so long has become something everyone firmly believes.”
“Then why did you say ‘it’s impossible’? If it was impossible, what was the true purpose behind the Human Emperor launching the Realm War?”
“To resist the True Realm!”
Lord of the Dragonfolk Realm told Chen Yi the other side of the truth behind the Realm War.
Thirty thousand years ago, the path to immortality was still secretly controlled by the descendants of the Primordial Age. Even the Human Emperor’s Palace had yet to uncover it.
But that had not been necessary.
Even without the path to immortality, powerful beings from the Human Realm—and from the major planes of the Void Realm—were constantly ascending to the True Realm.
Why had the Human Realm been the center of the myriad worlds back then? It was not merely because the human race had been powerful.
In those days, the Human Emperor’s Palace had possessed an extremely convenient means of communicating with the True Realm.
Although physical travel between the two realms was impossible, there had been no problem transmitting information.
The Human Realm had held all the intelligence coming from the True Realm.
Although the True Realm had already entered an era of comprehensive discrimination against humanity, the Void Realm still contained countless races besides humans, and many planes had ties of one kind or another with various factions in the True Realm.
Therefore, the True Realm had still been willing to send some things to the Void Realm.
What no one had expected was that among the things transmitted from the True Realm, there was also contamination.
“Contamination?”
“You’ve probably seen contamination before, so I don’t need to explain what it is, do I?”
“No need… The contamination in the Void Realm came from the True Realm?”
“That’s right. Ever since the end of the Celestial Emperor’s era, no one in that vast, boundless world of the True Realm—one far larger than the Void Realm—has been able to solve the problem of contamination.
“Contamination continued to spread. Sooner or later, it would dismantle the entire cultivation system of the True Realm.
“So, unable to deal with the contamination themselves, they came up with a way to shift the disaster elsewhere…”
The True Realm was vast—vast beyond imagination.
In practically every star system that had a name, an Immortal Emperor stood guard.
Normally, the distance between them was so great that they had almost no contact with one another.
But when faced with the problem of contamination, some of the closer Immortal Emperors still had to join forces.
Unable to resolve the contamination, they worked together to send it from the True Realm into the Void Realm.
The Void Realm was very special. It was divided into countless planes, with world barriers separating each plane from the others.
These world barriers were special as well. They were actually immune to the power of contamination and could effectively isolate its spread.
Thus, a single plane of the Void Realm became an extremely convenient container for sealing away contamination.
Hearing Lord of the Dragonfolk Realm describe it this way, Chen Yi immediately thought of a term he had heard during his sixth simulation.
“So this is what they meant by a ‘sealing pool’? They’re using our worlds to seal away contamination?!”
“That’s right. Once a plane has been filled with contamination and can no longer hold any more, they open a new passage and fill the next plane.”
“Which planes are chosen?”
“Randomly. The contamination could descend upon the Dragonfolk Realm tomorrow. No one can say for certain.”
This was not the work of one or two Immortal Emperors.
It was something the entire universe of the True Realm tacitly accepted.
How many people were sending the contamination into the Void Realm?
No one could say.
“So what purpose does the Realm War serve?”
“The Human Emperor discovered that once a world’s mortal energy was completely drained, it could no longer communicate with the True Realm.
“In other words, that plane could no longer be used by the True Realm as a ‘pool’ for sealing contamination.
“After repeatedly failing to communicate with the True Realm and confirming that, if things continued this way, it was only a matter of time before every plane in the Void Realm was filled with contamination, the Human Emperor resolved to resist the True Realm during his lifetime, even if it meant mutual destruction…”
The Human Emperor announced to the entire Void Realm that he had found a new method of becoming an immortal in Records of the Human Ancestor: gather the mortal energy of every plane, bypass the True Realm, and open a path leading directly to the Immortal Realm!
The path to immortality and Martial Force Shattering the Void were not true paths to becoming an immortal. They were merely paths to the True Realm.
The true path to immortality had to be forged by conquering each plane one after another!
In reality, the Human Emperor’s true goal was to rapidly reduce the number of planes in the Void Realm through the Realm War, gathering the mortal energy of every plane together.
As fewer and fewer planes remained available for contamination to be deposited into, the arrogant Immortal Emperors—who had caused the deaths of countless beings across countless planes and refused to communicate—would eventually be forced to suffer the consequences simply because they had nowhere left to dispose of the contamination.
Finally, once all the mortal energy had been gathered together, the energy of this one remaining plane would approach that of the True Realm.
It was like a water channel: once the difference in elevation between the upper and lower ends grew small enough, the water could no longer flow.
At that point, the Immortal Emperors would be completely unable to open passages through which to send the contamination.
This final remaining plane would become the last paradise for the beings of the Void Realm.
“Either passively wait for death, allowing contamination to fill the planes of the Void Realm one after another,
“or take the initiative and wage war, reducing the number of planes, seizing the final paradise, and grasping that slim chance to contend with the upper realm.
“The Human Emperor chose the latter.
“But he knew that his actions violated the laws of Heaven and would bring about a calamity upon the Void Realm, plunging all living beings into misery.
“So he willingly faced the calamity first, choosing to perish alongside the demon race.
“He did not care whether the beings living in that final paradise were human.
“He only wanted those arrogant existences to pay the price!”
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