By this moment, quite a few cultivators had already gathered on Thunder Mountain. Each occupied a spot on the summit and sat cross-legged, waiting for the thunderstorm to arrive.
Some had set up numerous Magic Arrays around themselves to withstand the lightning.
Others held up Spirit Treasure-grade umbrellas and sat cross-legged beneath them with their eyes closed, resting their minds.
These people had all remained here for several months, merely waiting for the semiannual thunderstorm so they could experience the profound wonder of standing beneath the Enlightenment God Tree.
Every one of them was an outstanding figure of the initial Soul Refinement stage, and quite a few mid-stage Soul Refinement cultivators had also appeared. Many looked utterly unfamiliar; they were likely outstanding figures of the previous generation, frozen until this age for the sole purpose of climbing this Ancient Immortal Road. Some had even participated in the Heavenly Prodigy Battlefield thirteen years ago and had luckily escaped the battle at the sacrificial altar. Now, they too had entered the initial Soul Refinement stage!
Chen Fan's arrival naturally drew the attention of this group. Clad in green robes, with a sharp sword at his side and a refined face, he had left a deep impression on many people.
"Chen Fan—he's come after all!"
"Nascent Soul Late Stage? Why can I still sense such vast power from him? I feel like I may not be his match." Many prodigies from the same divine continent frowned and murmured among themselves.
The prodigies who had never seen Chen Fan, meanwhile, opened their eyes and coldly swept their gazes over him. Yet they instantly lost interest, closing their eyes again to rest without paying him any heed.
Whoosh!
Chen Fan stepped through the void and reached Thunder Mountain's summit in a single stride. Sensing the