Though they knew it would not be long before it opened, they had not expected it to happen so suddenly.
As the ink-black scroll unfurled completely, a stream of pure qi poured out from within. In an instant, it scattered the fire particles that Flaming Mountain had accumulated without cease for thousands of years. The lava, scorching beyond measure, was actually quenched and rapidly cooled into black soil.
Not only that, vast amounts of pure qi surged into the sky and collided with the heavy cloud layer overhead, so thick that not a thread of light could leak through.
In an instant, thunder shook the heavens, and sweet rain poured down.
This rain was extraordinary.
Brimming with rich springtime vitality, the moment it struck the ground, exotic flowers swayed into bloom and grass and trees grew madly.
In the blink of an eye, everything within several hundred miles had become a sea of flowers and green grass.
The downpour continued to fall, actually tearing apart the heavy clouds. Rays of sunlight, together with the falling sweet rain, lit up the heart of Flaming Mountain all at once.
Beneath the morning light, the raindrops filled the sky with strange rainbows. Seven-colored radiance became robes of rosy clouds, draping itself over the land.
A thin veil of mist, pale and shimmering light.
This scorched earth, once dark and stifling like hell itself, had become a newborn immortal realm. Its beauty was dazzling enough to steal one's breath.
Faced with this sight, whether cultivators native to Li Province or visitors from other provinces, all wore looks of astonishment, shaken by the scene before them.
It was not as though they had never seen wondrous sights before. Some even lived within Cloudmist Immortal Palace and had long grown accustomed to such magnificent beauty. Yet