And in the lower realm, at Shouqiu Mountain.
This sacred land of the Human Clan stretched across countless miles of rolling mountains. Spiritual springs flowed ceaselessly between the peaks, while rich, gentle Human Dao fortune continuously rose from deep within the earth veins, drifting in wisps above the entire mountain range.
Jianmu rose from the heart of the mountain, its branches extending diagonally in all directions. Its emerald leaves covered half the sky, and boundless vitality flowed through its gnarled trunk, supporting an independent Jianmu Great World.
Within the Great World, seas of clouds lay spread out beneath drifting auspicious clouds. Pavilions and jade palaces lined the mountain slopes, while the Sacred Emperor Palace at the center stood majestic and imposing. Its Human Dao aura was dense and vast, its pressure faintly radiating outward.
A towering crimson figure tore through the outer sea of clouds and landed on the vast white jade plaza before the Sacred Emperor Palace.
Xing Tian had thought Xuanyuan would personally come out to receive him. Yet after he stood on the plaza for a moment, the palace gates slowly opened inward, and the one who stepped out was not Xuanyuan.
The newcomer wore an imperial robe embroidered with dark patterns. His bearing was steady and composed. It was Da Yu.
At this moment, Da Yu had been nourished by the earth vein fortune of Shouqiu Mountain and received Xuanyuan's guidance in the Great Dao. His cultivation had risen to the peak Primordial Golden Immortal realm.
The Human Dao spiritual radiance circulating around him was condensed without overflowing. With every gesture, he naturally exuded the bearing of the Human Clan's sovereign. He quickly descended the steps, bowed to Xing Tian with cupped hands, and showed every courtesy.
"Junior Da Yu greets Saint Xing Tian."
Xing Tian's