Dusk was as thick as ink, staining the horizon ever deeper.
The setting sun seemed to be dragged down by an invisible hand, gradually sinking into the western mountains. The last streak of golden-red struggled through the clouds, only to be overwhelmed by the darkness surging in like a tide.
When the final remnant of sunlight vanished, moonlight quietly climbed across the dome of the sky, its cold radiance spilling over the earth.
"Boom..."
A muffled sound tore through the silence. A luxurious flying vessel, dazzling with streaming light, sliced through the night sky, brilliant spirit patterns coiling around its hull as it slowly descended onto the airport plaza.
Those intricate spirit patterns flickered with a mysterious sheen, seeming to contain boundless power as they illuminated the surroundings like daylight.
When they saw the flying vessel descend, the dozens of Integration Stage bigwigs who had been waiting eagerly here instantly grew solemn and hurried over to greet it.
To welcome these cultivators from the Great World, all the top-level bigwigs of Lesser Yuan Heaven had donned sumptuous robes that displayed their status. They had already been waiting here for a full half-hour.
They had even painstakingly cleared a broad, exclusive passage through the immortal city and refurbished the finest luxury inn until it looked brand-new. They had filled the inn with rare spirit plants and ancient magical artifacts, showing just how seriously they took this.
Not only that, but countless Recording Magic Treasures floated above the airport plaza like brilliant stars. They would record every aspect of the grand arrival of these cultivators from the Great World and broadcast it in real time to every corner of Lesser Yuan Heaven.
After a while, the flying vessel's hatch slowly opened, and a powerful pressure surged toward them like a tangible force.