Beneath the churning sea of clouds, a divine light shot up from the land. After streaking through the air for a moment, it transformed into an old man clad in a black robe.
The old man crossed the Gale Wind Layer and arrived beneath the sea of clouds. Ignoring the violent force, he gazed up at the roiling clouds overhead, an indescribable glimmer flickering in his eyes. It was impossible to tell whether he was pleased or worried.
"The Cloud Top Boundary is finally about to be lifted. I wonder what exactly happened above the cloud top..."
The old man murmured to himself. His initial sigh gradually turned into concern.
Before long, a golden light flew over from the sea and transformed into a golden divine dragon. Together, they looked up at the cloud top.
"Old Ghost of the Containing Incense Sect, the cloud top has finally changed. What do you think?"
"What else is there to think? For some, it is a good thing; for others, it is a bad thing. In any case, none of us can stop this day from coming." The old man's tone was unpleasant, and his words carried a hint of pessimism.
The golden divine dragon merely snorted in disdain, spouting two streams of white vapor from his nostrils.
"Why stop it? This is a good thing. We can finally break free of this shackle. As for the other living beings, if they are too weak, then even if the heavens collapse, they deserve it. What does it have to do with us? If you think it is bad, then take everyone away yourself."
The golden divine dragon glanced once more at the churning sea of clouds. It looked as though it would still take some time to stabilize. There was no way to