After half an hour of travel, the three of them finally reached their destination.
Before them lay an enormous gorge. The mountain ranges on either side reared their heads high like two earthen dragons, while boundless rays of rosy light shone from the very center.
Rosy light filled the sky, and wave after wave of the Heavenly Dao's voice spread without end. The mere aura it emitted made one's entire body tremble—fear that arose from the depths of the soul.
Before this power, every living being could feel their own insignificance.
This was the power of the Heavenly Dao. This was true power of the Dao.
Even the Heavenly Dao of a small world could instill a trace of fear in Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal and even Golden Immortal cultivators—a fear from the depths of the soul that no one could withstand.
At this moment, figures sat cross-legged throughout the surrounding sky. Each radiated a terrifying aura, and without exception, they were Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators.
A rough count revealed that there were thirty-four of them.
There were already thirty-four Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal powerhouses sitting here alone, not to mention those lurking and watching from the shadows.
Below, figures stood waiting with their eyes closed. These people were True Immortal cultivators.
After all, as mere True Immortals, they were not qualified to stand alongside these Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal powerhouses. That would have been overstepping their status.
"Oh? The Wang Family brat has come to join in the fun as well?"
At that moment, a teasing voice rang out. Wang Tian frowned and looked over, only to see an old man in the distance watching him with a smile.
"This junior, Wang Tian, greets Elder She."
Once he saw the old man's face clearly, Wang Tian did not