I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God-Chapter 810

Half a month later.

In the center of the Immortal Realm, the tear in the sky that had been ripped open began to stir on this day.

"Woo... Hahaha, is this the new land we've found to survive?"

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"Hahaha, such fresh air."

"Blood Hand Butcher is here!"

"The people here seem so weak, hehe..."

"Don't fight, this territory is mine, haha."

"That mountain is mine now."

"Brothers, look! There's a city ahead. Let's go check it out and see if there's anything good inside..."

In an instant, accompanied by various cheers and shouts, figures began to emerge from the tear in the sky.

After the first person came out, the second, third, and countless others followed in rapid succession. Soon, a dense swarm of figures flew out of the tear, scattering in all directions across the Immortal Realm.

Many, relying on their strength, immediately began to plunder and kill.

The scene was like a swarm of locusts descending upon the land.

This teleportation continued for over half a month, with billions of people being transported through.

Just when everyone thought the teleportation was nearly over, the tear in the sky was enveloped by heavenly thunder.

This marked the arrival of the first **Jie Sect**.

In the orthodox terminology of the Cloud Star, a **Jie Sect** is a classification of sects, and any sect that can be called a **Jie Sect** must have at least a high-level **Jie Realm** expert overseeing it.

To put it in terms of the original Nine Realms' hierarchy, even a 99th-level True Immortal would only be equivalent to a second-level **Jie Realm** expert. This means that any **Jie Sect** has the power to easily dominate the Nine Realms.

Above the **Jie Sects** are the **Dao Sects**.

A **Dao Sect** signifies that the sect has at least one **Dao Realm** expert overseeing it.

Within the tear, after the first **Jie Sect** arrived, the second, third, and countless others followed in an orderly fashion.

Finally, after a few days, **Dao Qi** began to surge from the tear.

A true **Dao Sect** had arrived.

An undisputed behemoth.

The arrival of these experts, **Jie Sects**, and **Dao Sects** was earth-shattering for the Nine Realms.

Countless lives, trajectories, and destinies were altered...

Of course, their arrival wasn't without benefits for the Nine Realms.

From the very first day that the connection with the outside world was truly established, a certain shackle on the Nine Realms was broken.

On that day, countless people in the Nine Realms saw their cultivation levels break through several stages in a single leap, as if the bottlenecks that had been holding them back suddenly vanished.

This was especially true for lower-tier planes like the **Immortal River Continent**.

Fundamentally, these lower-tier planes, just like the Immortal Realm and the outside world, were part of the Cloud Star. However, they had been forcibly shackled by the Eight Great Sovereigns in the past.

If the Immortal Realm had been shackled once, these lower-tier planes had been shackled three times.

As a result, it was extremely difficult for people in these lower-tier planes to break through the Martial Emperor level and ascend to the Immortal Realm as Human Immortals.

As for reaching the 99th level of True Immortal in the Immortal Realm, it was nearly impossible.

Because breaking through this level would mean shattering the shackles and escaping the cage set by the Eight Great Sovereigns, something they would never allow.

In summary, the arrival of the outside world and the breaking of the shackles brought both joy and sorrow to the people of the Nine Realms.

But without exception, the Eight Great Sovereigns, who had once been revered by billions, had now become targets of scorn. When people saw their statues, instead of kneeling in reverence, they spat in disgust.

...

Time flew by, and a year had passed.

**Dark Shadow Island**.

The small island was bustling with life, with people coming and going in an endless stream.

Elderly men and women played chess, gossiped, carried manure, and fished—life went on as usual, with no significant changes.

As for **Yi Feng**, his map had become much more detailed.

From the Crawling Monsters of the Floating Corpse Valley to the Mundo Beasts of the Chaotic Graveyard, and later the Lava Beasts he discovered in a ruined land, as well as the Two-Headed Water Monsters in a certain river.

Over the course of a year, **Yi Feng** had been constantly battling, slashing, and leveling up, never once leaving the island.

His cultivation level had risen from Golden Immortal 60+, roughly equivalent to a 31st-level True Immortal, to Golden Immortal 100+, equivalent to a 71st-level True Immortal.

However, **Yi Feng** noticed that after reaching Golden Immortal 100+, it became increasingly difficult to level up.

Of course, the main reason was that after the Two-Headed Water Monsters, he hadn't found any higher-level demonic creatures.

This forced **Yi Feng** to repeatedly farm the same few spots, and as his level increased, the experience points from these spots became less and less.

Sometimes, to accumulate enough monsters, **Yi Feng** had to rest at home for a few days before he could enjoy a satisfying round of farming.

After waiting for several more days, **Yi Feng** picked up his sword and left **Dark Shadow Island**, heading to his most basic farming spot—the Floating Corpse Valley.

When **Yi Feng** arrived, the valley was no longer there. Instead, it had been replaced by a small hill.

This was because the valley had been completely filled with the corpses of Crawling Monsters.

"After raising these pigs for so many days, is this all there is?"

**Yi Feng** sighed softly.

But even a mosquito is still meat, and any bit of experience is better than nothing.

In a matter of moments, the newly gathered Crawling Monsters were wiped out.

**Yi Feng** clapped his hands and leisurely walked away, returning to **Dark Shadow Island** to gossip about the love-hate relationship between **Lu DaSheng** and Tofu Auntie.

However, while nothing had changed on **Dark Shadow Island**, the Immortal Realm had undergone a dramatic transformation over the past year.

Previously, a Reincarnation Immortal was someone who could strut around the Immortal Realm with impunity. Now, however, they were reduced to working as waiters in taverns.

Of course, in the orthodox cultivation system, a Reincarnation Immortal is referred to as a second-level **Jie Realm** expert.

Although they are both **Jie Realm** experts, high-level **Jie Realm** experts are capable of establishing **Jie Sects**, while second-level **Jie Realm** experts are now as common as stray dogs.

The biggest change in the Immortal Realm, however, was the distribution of power.

The once-mighty factions of the Immortal Realm had collapsed like mountains, and the lofty Immortal Continents had vanished without a trace. The former rulers of the Upper Three Continents, who had been at the Sun-Moon Immortal level, close to the True Immortal level, could now only serve as guardians or stewards in the outer branches of **Jie Sects**.

Even then, they were discriminated against because they were from the Nine Realms.

Replacing these Immortal Continents and factions were the various **Jie Sects**.

And above the **Jie Sects**, the three **Dao Sect** behemoths now stood as equals.

Near the boundary of the dark mist surrounding **Dark Shadow Island**,

this area, stretching for thousands of miles, had not become desolate due to its proximity to the dark mist. Instead, it had become one of the most bustling places in the Immortal Realm.

The reason for this was precisely because it was close to the dark mist.

Now that the dark mist had spread across the entire Cloud Star, the major sects could no longer travel freely as they once did. Instead, the places where they could train had become scarce.

As a result, areas near the dark mist, where demonic creatures were plentiful, naturally became the go-to locations for disciples to train.

It was a win-win situation—they could train and eliminate demons at the same time.

Of course,

the most important factor was the demon-slaying missions assigned to each disciple by their sects.

From top disciples to outer disciples, everyone had an annual demon-slaying quota.

It wasn't that they cared about the people of the Nine Realms, nor were they particularly noble. It was simply that in this environment, all the major sects had tacitly agreed—and were forced—to take action.

Under these circumstances, disciples naturally gravitated toward such areas to complete their sect missions.

However,

the current situation was a bit off.

The streets were filled with cursing disciples.

"Damn it, is this dark mist fake or something? I've been camping here for days, and I haven't seen a single demon. What's going on?" one disciple muttered as he flew along the boundary of the dark mist, searching for any trace of demonic creatures.

"Bro, stop complaining. You've only been here a few days. I've been camping here for a month, and I've only found one low-level demon," another disciple couldn't help but vent.

"Well, at least you've completed your mission for the year," the first disciple said.

"Completed my mission? Do you know how many people are fighting over this one demon?"

The second disciple raised his fingers, his eyes wide with anger. "Damn it, there were over 30,000 people fighting for it! It almost sparked a sect war!"