Above Sky Vein Sword Mountain.
According to legends from the outside world, beyond this fissure that truly plunged deep into the azure heavens lay a scene like the end of the world. Yet the reality here was unexpectedly stable.
Because...
"Why did our elders make things so stable for us?"
Real Person He idly swung his sword, gazing at the vast empty expanse around them, which gleamed differently from every angle, utterly helpless.
"We have to make the outside world think we have no time to deal with things while the Heavenly Vein is falling. That is the only way to hook some fish."
Another True Person, dressed in a gray robe and coarse cloth shoes, stared pensively at the distant halo. "But this Heavenly Vein fall truly is rather strange. Could it be because those few juniors favored by fortune came here?"
The Heavenly Vein was, after all, something the ancestors of the various sects had created to set heaven and earth in order. Even though they had later all stripped away their memories concerning this part, they had still left behind certain opportunities within it.
Though those opportunities were primarily meant for disciples of the various sects, they were only slightly biased in their favor. Other Rogue Cultivators, demonic cultivators, and even the Demon Race could obtain these opportunities as well.
Thus, generally speaking, if someone possessed especially good fortune, the Heavenly Vein would drop several shards. Within them were all kinds of "Treasures" once used to set heaven and earth in order.
And the reason these Treasures could never be exhausted...
The two True Persons exchanged a glance and conversed through Divine Sense. "I truly admire that senior from the Four Seasons Sect before us.
"Tell me, if she had not used Heavenly Dao Breath Soil as