Misty Immortal Sect

At dawn, countless people stood at the foot of the mountain, gazing up at the clouds forming in the sky.

The clouds were an awe-inspiring sight. From the other side of the mountain, they surged over its summit like a tsunami. Then, at a terrifying speed, they swooped down toward the foot of the mountain.

Yet when those clouds reached the mountainside, they transformed into pure white clouds. Each cloud had a different shape—some resembled rabbits, some fish, while others looked like lions pouncing on prey or eagles soaring with outstretched wings.

"What a sacred place for cultivation!" someone at the foot of the mountain could not help but exclaim.

Dong

As a long, resonant bell rang out amid the silent mountains, everyone standing at the foot of the mountain raised their heads to look into the sky.

The pure white clouds emitted boundless golden light. Bathed in that radiance, the entire mountain underwent a transformation. Flowers and grasses bloomed in a furious rush.

"Peach blossoms, orchids, honeysuckle, plum blossoms!" To everyone's astonishment, flowers all over the mountain were blooming against the seasons.

Immediately afterward, the clouds churned violently. The golden light condensed into a golden figure. The figure radiated boundless golden light, standing thousands of zhang tall as it sat benevolently amid the clouds, looking down upon the living beings below.

"Greetings, Patriarch!" Countless people in red robes, who had long been waiting on the mountainside, respectfully bowed to the figure in the sky.

Whew~

"Is he Xiao Han, the young man who has been in the spotlight lately?" "After today, he will no longer be merely a young man. From now on, he will be the founding patriarch of the Great Yan Dynasty's Misty Immortal Sect!" Beneath the mountain, countless people discussed the figure in the sky.

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