This golden snow fell for a full seven days and seven nights. When it touched the ground, it transformed into qi and dispersed, vanishing without leaving water or any other trace. The earth did not change in the slightest, yet every living being between heaven and earth received its blessing.
Some living beings, because of this opportunity, broke through the shackles of realms that had stalled them for ages. Some were heavily wounded and on the brink of death, only to be saved by this golden snow. Many others gained insights and created cultivation arts and divine abilities.
Ten thousand kinds of good fortune emerged between heaven and earth, sending all living beings into jubilation. At the same time, they were filled with gratitude toward the creator of this fortune.
Every living being in Zhongtian who had bathed in the golden snow came to know a name.
True Origin Old Ancestor.
This True Origin Old Ancestor had not called out to all living beings, yet his name surfaced in their hearts, and they could even see his hazy figure.
Because of this act of creation, True Origin Old Ancestor instantly became the supreme mighty figure in the hearts of all beings, for throughout the ages, no mighty figure had ever bestowed such great fortune upon the masses.
The vast majority of living beings believed True Origin Old Ancestor was an Immortal God descending to the mortal world, or a mighty figure from Beyond Heaven arriving.
"Zhongtian can actually nurture such a mighty figure. He absolutely has the makings of a Mystic Profound Venerable Immortal."
Gu An was resting beneath a tree, a leaf covering his face, murmuring softly.
There was only him in this grove, so he was not afraid of being overheard.
This True Origin Old Ancestor was a