Qingzhou, Senluo Dao!
In the heart of deep mountains within a transparent barrier, the air is filled with a mixture of soil and ancient vegetation, occasionally capturing the faint yet perceptible ancient power, belonging exclusively to the wild yet profound power fluctuations of the Vermilion Bird.
Swoosh!
As the agreed-upon date arrives, cultivators from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Flower Sect, and Thousand Illusions Mountain gradually arrive at this land of the Vermilion Bird's inheritance monopolized by the three sects.
The flying boat of Thousand Illusions Mountain approached, and a voice full of impatience sounded outside the barrier: "Huan Gongming, your Thousand Illusions Mountain is too slow. We've been waiting for you to arrive so the barrier can be opened."
