The Four Directions Immortal Realm, vast and boundless.

Surrounding the Five Immortal Realms, many recorded races rely on these realms for survival. Among these numerous races, some are quite renowned within the Five Immortal Realms.

For instance, the Howling Sky Demon Tiger Clan, the Black Mountain Tree Demon Clan, and the Nine-Winged Flying Jiao Clan, among others...

They lurk in the mountains, wilderness, and deep waters...

As the regions extend further out, they become areas unnamed by the Five Immortal Realms, filled with eerie and terrifying phenomena.

There are thousand-foot-tall volcanoes that erupt year-round; ominous lands where cold winds blow perpetually; snow-covered peaks frozen in eternal cold; regions of perpetual darkness where one can't see their hand in front of their face; dark forests shrouded in poisonous mists; and lands where thunder roars like a hellish purgatory...

In the dense mountains surrounding the Five Immortal Realms, amidst rolling mists, the chilling roars of beasts echo.

Listening closely, it sounds like a tiger's roar.

"How many years has it been! How many years! I've crossed mountains and rivers, inquired all along the way, and after countless hardships, I finally found my clan. Why won't they accept me even now!"

In a mountain stream, a middle-aged man with a beard pounded the ground with his fists, growling in frustration.@@novelbin@@

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