One land and water nurtured one people. Across the Haoran Nine Provinces, as time passed and circumstances changed, each region came to possess its own suppressive object—for instance, that ten-thousand-year Wutong Tree in Tongye Continent.
Treasure Bottle Continent, whose mountains and rivers resembled a water bottle in shape, was no exception.
Deep within the earth veins lay a Great Void Realm layered with restrictions, vast and boundless. Apart from the two opposing sides, a square iron casket covered in ancient seal script floated in the air. Beneath the wooden casket was a crude tray resembling a plank, supporting the iron casket in midair.
Xie Gou sat cross-legged within this Great Void Realm, arms folded across her chest, approval in her eyes. With the air of an old hand, she said, "You unraveled two layers of Mountain Water Restrictions, then relied on Magic Treasures and brute force to smash through three more. Making it this far is already quite an achievement. Isn't there a tale in books about visiting a friend on a snowy night? You came in high spirits, so you may return fully satisfied. Look, it's snowing. What a tremendous goose-feather blizzard."
The moment she said it was snowing, snow truly began to fall.
With friend and foe still undetermined, Song Xu sent a Mind Message to the other five, telling them not to rush into action.
Faced with a great cultivator who could conceal her aura and trail them all the way here, how could they possibly let down their guard? The five cultivators of the Earthly Branches lineage stood ready in tight formation. Yu Yu, with the "Xu" waist token hanging at her belt, pressed her hands together to form a formation. Treasure light blazed forth, and cloud-pattern ancient seal script covered both her palms and the