"Upper Realm Cultivators..."
Jiang Ding slowly chewed over these words.
In the intelligence he had received prior, the Upper Realm was a place called the Perishing Immortal Realm, whose name should not be uttered directly; otherwise, one would fall into uncontrollable sorrow, from which not even Divinity Transformation Cultivators could be spared a fraction.
If repeated multiple times, even a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Monarch might fall into an eternal sorrow, shrouded in chaos and ignorance, never able to escape, until death.
A long time ago, when this Minor Thousand World had not yet been breached, there was a certain possibility for the Peak Divine Transformation Cultivators of this Minor Thousand World to ascend to the Perishing Immortal Realm through something named the Ascension Platform, or perhaps a pattern, or maybe even a Heavenly Tribulation... in short, something called the Ascension Platform.