Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain.
Streams of light flew in from every direction, landing at the foot of the mountain in all manner of forms.
One after another, they retracted their spiritual essence fluctuations, leaping across the rocks and racing up the mountain.
Among them were mountain wardens, gui cultivators, White Robes, Red Robes, members of the Six Divisions, Holy Spirit Guards...
The inverted Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain looked as though countless fleas had appeared upon it, hopping rapidly toward the summit—a spectacular sight indeed.
"Faster! Hurry up!"
"I heard today's matter is enormous. It's been ages since Holy Mountain was this lively."
"What exactly happened? This old man was just summoned back from the Southern Domain..."
"Senior Red Robe? You've been stationed in the alternate-dimensional space all year round, so it's normal that you don't know. This junior heard the people above are undergoing a massive reshuffle."
"Oh? A reshuffle? How massive?"
"It's practically the same as shuffling the deck all over again!"
"What?"
"No, no, Senior Red Robe, don't listen to his nonsense. The version this kid heard is that the Dao Hall Master is resigning. They're changing Hall Masters!"
"Hiss! Something that major? Are you sure?"
"Otherwise, why would they gather so many people here to witness it today? When was the last time Holy Mountain held a gathering of this scale? None of those who could come this time are simple characters."
"The Six Divisions seem to be changing personnel too. Our division heads have fallen... or been missing for a long time. Many operations can't be carried out normally. This time, they'll definitely formally appoint acting division heads."
"Heh, you people have it good—you can be reappointed. Our Spirit Division head fought at Void Island. I heard he isn't dead, but because of his father, he still hasn't