The clamor and merriment of the wedding felt as though they had happened only yesterday.
The red silk and lanterns covering the mountains, the Dou Qi fireworks filling the sky, the banquet amid toasts and laughter, the heartfelt blessings—all of it remained vividly etched in everyone's memories.
Yet time passed like a swift horse glimpsed through a crack, and before anyone noticed, half a year had slipped through their fingers.
Over those six months, the Five Elements Sect had grown ever more unfathomable, the balance of power in the Middle Continent had fully stabilized, and the alliance between the ancient clans and the Five Elements Sect had deepened through repeated cooperation.
And the man standing at the peak of the continent, having settled every worldly matter, was finally about to embark upon the path once walked by even the Tou She Ancient God.
In the Middle Continent, within the territory of the Five Elements Sect, a towering Stone Tower stood upon the highest peak of the mountain range. Its surface was ancient and weathered, yet it possessed an imposing, majestic aura.
Around the Stone Tower, countless experts floated in midair. A sea of dark figures stretched from the foot of the mountain to the horizon, resembling a black cloud that covered the heavens and blotted out the sun.
Their burning gazes were all fixed upon the top of the Stone Tower, as though they were looking up at a god walking among mortals.
There, a young man in a dark azure robe sat quietly in meditation.
The mountain wind swept past, brushing his robes and lifting his black hair slightly, yet he remained utterly motionless, as though he had merged with the Stone Tower and the very heavens and earth.
There was no earth-shaking aura around him, nor any suffocating