Carefree Continent.
Before Wind Snow Mountain.
As far as the eye could see, cultivators were everywhere, packed so densely they resembled an ocean spread across the boundless earth.
There was no end in sight.
And from even farther away, countless more cultivators continued to arrive.
Some rode escaping light, some stood atop treasures, some rode divine birds, and some traveled in treasure ships—an array of dazzling colors, brilliantly radiant.
This sight alone had already drawn sighs of amazement from who knew how many cultivators present.
Throughout ancient and modern times, many earthshaking events had taken place in the Eternal Heaven Domain.
Yet never had there been one as spectacular as this!
Cultivators from major factions in every corner of the world, rogue cultivators who dominated their own territories, renowned veterans whose names shone across entire regions... all came one after another.
They were like crucian carp crossing a river, a vast and mighty tide, all gathered merely to witness the rebuilding of Lixin Sword House!
Only one day remained until Lixin Sword House was rebuilt, yet within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the land was already packed shoulder to shoulder.
"Are they not afraid of death? They are all crowding so close. Once a great battle breaks out, they will not even be able to escape!"
Someone worriedly remarked.
"It is not that they are unafraid of death. Rather, once an emperor-level battle unfolds, no matter where one stands, one is fated to be unable to avoid it."
Someone murmured.
"Ancient records state that during the battle that ended the Era of Dharma Decline, the battlefields where those Heavenly Emperors slaughtered one another were all located deep within the heavens. Only there could they unleash all the might they possessed."
Someone explained, "Therefore, so long as we