Already bustling beyond measure, it now teemed with even more people. Because Qin Lie had attained the Dao, such a momentous event naturally had to be celebrated on a grand scale by the Martial Sect. The birth of a god was indeed worthy of being proclaimed to the world and receiving the reverence of countless people.
Many old monsters who had originally remained in seclusion now came to offer their congratulations, or sent their disciples in their stead. All were willing to give the Martial Sect this courtesy. Befriending a future god was also an exceptionally important matter.
"Is this the Martial Sect?"
Gao Chengye looked ahead. Within the cloud-wreathed mountain ranges floating in the void, endless spaces appeared and disappeared like phantoms. This was the colossal entity that cowed the entire Heavenly Realm, the place that had nurtured countless outstanding human geniuses. It had also once been the place he yearned for most, the place he had wanted to join more than anything.
Yet now, unexpectedly, his heart did not surge in the slightest. There was only calm indifference.
No matter how good the Martial Sect was, it was not his.
"Young Master Ye, welcome to the Martial Sect as our guest!" Old Beggar laughed heartily and strode ahead. Since they did not need to hurry, Gao Chengye was finally able to clearly see Old Beggar's footwork. Rainbow escape light flickered beneath his feet, his figure dreamlike and illusory as it melted into the void, moving with astonishing speed.
It was an extraordinarily formidable movement technique!
Ye Xiwen stepped forward after him. His steps carried an unfathomable profundity. He no longer spread his Wings of Light, yet Gao Chengye could distinctly sense that these mysterious steps were somehow connected to those Wings of Light from before.
The two proceeded