Cranes cried over the courtyard, splendid peaks pierced the clouds.
The upper and lower peaks of Siling Mountain formed a spectacular wonder.
Below, snow lay thick and white, the chill not yet melted away; above, flowers and grasses flourished, divine radiance and wondrous colors enduring forever.
Wisps of worldly smoke drifted below, while immortal palaces shimmered above.
Though the environment was harsh, heaven and earth spiritual energy was rich. Though climbing the peaks was difficult, merely gazing upon them was to behold holy traces.
Thus, beneath Siling Mountain, major spiritual cultivator factions still gathered.
For no other reason.
Here, lift one's eyes, and one saw the Holy Palace!
The Holy Palace—the highest academy in the hearts of spiritual cultivators across the Five Domains; a blessed grotto-heaven capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain; the place where a Saint had risen to prominence.
As the saying went: "At the beginning of mystic clouds without design, beneath Siling Mountain lay another heaven. Old Saints wandered the floating, sinking world; one azure, one yellow, and thus came immortals and sages."
At the foot of Siling Mountain, too many people had already witnessed a legend of the continent—a demi-saint entering the world.
Demi-saints truly existed in this world.
Yet unlike the Path-Holding demi-saints of Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain, who stood above the pinnacle of humanity, the Saints upon Siling Mountain were the closest to the world of spiritual cultivation.
They had risen from the very bottom of the spiritual cultivator ranks. Like Siling Mountain, which towered into the clouds, they had climbed step by step until they reached the realm of the summit.
Merely hearing of these holy traces could grant people boundless motivation to cultivate.
Not to mention that at the foot of Siling Mountain, there truly were countless people who