An RPG gamer who played the cultivation  VRMMORPG ‘The Immortal’ for years, finds himself teleported to a parallel world that resembled the game greatly. He takes on the body of his ascended online character, only to find the once thriving Heaven's in ruins, the thousand year old sects nothing but ancient memories. Follow him as he sets out on a journey to find out the reasons behind his teleportation, and hopefully unveil the mystery of the tragedy that struck the heavenly realm.

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Re:Immortal

As the group was slowly making their way towards the heavenly capital, Silas flew closer to Omis and Krano and cupped his fists before speaking. 


"Brother Omis, master Krano. I'll be taking my leave, for now, I still have to check on my sect members and see if everything is alright." He said with a respectful smile. 


Krano simply gave a light smile and nod in reply while Omis tapped his shoulders and spoke. 


"There is no need for such formality between us, take care of your maters first brother Silas." Said Omis with a nod. 


Smiling Silas then turned his trajectory and made his way towards the Gate that led to the Mortal plane. 


Although the group was taking their time, they still arrived rather quickly at the Heavenly Capital. Once their appearances appeared on the horizon loud ear-deafening cheers erupted from the city as countless civilians welcomed them back. 


Chapter 145