The clouds halfway up Sky Pillar Peak were churned apart.
Below the mountain, villagers living beside the streams stopped their farm work and looked up at the great ship revealed as the clouds dispersed, along with so many immortals. In truth, Sky Pillar Mountain was unimaginably vast; what the villagers saw was merely one corner of the divine mountain.
The waterfalls and rivers on the mountain turned murky, while the seas of flowers and forests alternated between rapid and slow growth.
The villagers could see only bright halos flickering. A sense of insignificance rose inexplicably in their hearts, and they dared not look directly at the figures within the light.
Once they grew accustomed to the presence of those luminous figures, life had to go on.
Bees gathered nectar, flocks of birds settled into the flourishing forest, and flying apes swung back and forth collecting fruit.
Invisible to mortal eyes, mysterious Magic Array Runes were concentrated mainly around the middle of the peak, already above the sea of clouds, where layer upon layer of magic arrays continued to accumulate...
On the deck of the floating tower ship.
On the third floor of an exquisite and luxurious pavilion, young descendants of a clan from an immortal domain gripped the railings, tense and excited.
The younger children squealed and bounced excitedly, their eyes full of awe and yearning. The older ones put on an air of maturity and steadiness, striving to appear calm before their elders and leave a good impression. In truth, they were tense, excited, and restless, unable to indulge in carefree joy.
Several children leaned over the railing and gazed up at the mountain peak. Facing a peak that pierced deep into the void, they could not help feeling small.
"So high~"
"The divine dragon is enormous. Its tail