Yang Qingyun dwelled high upon the Immortal Mountain, cultivating in seclusion and never setting foot in the mortal world.
Yet the development of the world had not stopped merely because it lacked one man.
During this period,
the countless mortal beings,
all continued forward along the unseen tracks of fate unknown to themselves.
Together with the myriad forms of life, they formed a splendid scroll of the world.
"I hear that ever since the Wuji Sect successfully established the Dragon Court three hundred years ago, it became a giant above all the various forces in the gu world, commanding them like the leader of an alliance. It became the imperial court's representative in the gu world."
"Several years have passed now. Although the gu world suffered tremendous erosion from immortal arts, and the former giants standing at the summit have not fared well, no matter how far they have declined, they should still retain some foundations."
"After all, it has inherited centuries of legacy and once held the Demon Suppression Division in its hands even more deeply. The gu items passed down within it alone are already beyond anything we can imagine in number."
"Wenxuan, isn't it too risky for us to go straight to their door like this? After all, that battle happened not long ago. I imagine that those former giants of the gu world won't be very friendly toward cultivators like us."
Before a valley shrouded in dark clouds and mist, two figures stood before the passage into a gorge.
One of them was a slender, handsome young man in white, a long sword hanging at his waist. Looking into the gorge ahead, where thick fog radiating a dense malice blocked all sight, he could not help voicing his concern.
"This will indeed be quite dangerous. How