The mountains in the central region of the Central Divine State rose in rings. Beyond Taihao Mountain, the colossal peaks gradually diminished in height, forming a line of long, narrow, winding, perilous summits.
Viewed from high above, they looked like a giant dragon coiled upon the earth. Dragon City lay beside Supreme One Mountain, like the finishing touch in a dragon painting. That was how Dragon City got its name.
"Senior Brother Gao, if the major super forces are short on Soul Crystals, how can the Seven Mountains Meet offer so many rewards? They're even willing to bring out first-rate Other Shore Dao Treasures?" Luo Zheng asked.
After all, the Seven Mountains Meet was held only once every three years. Even with the Heavenly Palace's deep pockets, rewards of this scale were still extravagantly wasteful.
Gao Qizheng smiled faintly. "Because there isn't enough time."
"Not enough time again..."
This was not the first time Luo Zheng had heard those words.
"Junior Brother Luo, how do you feel about the current state of the world?" Gao Qizheng asked in return.
"Peaceful and prosperous," Luo Zheng replied.
Although six states under the Supreme One Heavenly Palace's rule were in turmoil, aside from the trouble in Guan Mountain State being somewhat serious, the other states were hardly worth fearing. What Luo Zheng had seen on his way to Guan Mountain State proved as much.
"That is indeed the case. It isn't just our Heavenly Palace—even the major alien races within the Mother World that once fought most fiercely have calmed down. You could say that the past hundred years have been the most peaceful era the Mother World has seen in a long time," Gao Qizheng agreed.
"But beneath this seemingly peaceful situation, turbulent waves are surging. For some reason, those super forces