"Everyone, get up. Something unexpected has happened here. You should all leave immediately."
Atlas Ashmount's voice was calm, yet it carried unquestionable authority.
"Clear."
No one dared disobey.
The cultivators surrounding Heavenly Lake all nodded and retreated one after another, quickly dispersing in different directions.
They all understood why the Holy Lord had arrived.
Earlier, the sudden vision of heaven and earth—mysterious, vast, and awe-inspiring—had appeared and vanished almost instantly. Only someone crossing a terrifying tribulation could cause such a phenomenon.
Although they left the lakeside, none of them truly went far.
Instead, they stopped among the surrounding mountains, hiding their auras and watching Heavenly Lake from afar.
No one wanted to miss what might happen next.
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"Master, what exactly happened here?"
Isolde Stonebridge stood beside Atlas Ashmount, her brows slightly furrowed.
