Mount Zhou Realm, Fengyang Commandery, Fengxi County
This ancient city had weathered the baptism of time, yet still stood unshaken.
Vermilion Phoenix Mountain
This place had already been renovated many times.
Another ancestral worship day had arrived, and many more groups gathered at the foot of the mountain.
There were ordinary Zhang clan members dressed simply, sword-bearing wandering heroes, and no lack of magnificently dressed frontier governors and regional princes holding the highest offices.
Even more streams of light descended from all directions in secret. After a simple rite of worship, they quietly scattered once more.
They were cultivators from the various clans.
Curling incense smoke wreathed this spiritually beautiful mountain range.
As the years flowed by, even the most prosperous dynasty—even an immortal Divine Dynasty of Longevity—would still decay before the passage of time.
The Great Xia Dynasty, which had once dominated countless worlds, had already collapsed, and the Zhang immortal clan, which had pressed down upon countless spacetime realms and made innumerable immortals and gods look up in awe, seemed to have departed completely as well.
Yet it had still left deep traces behind in the Mount Zhou Realm.
Though the Zhang immortal clan was no longer present in the cultivation world, many of its branch lineages and inheritances remained.
At that moment, a dense mass of purple immortal radiance emerged above the void. In an instant, two majestic and ethereal figures, one man and one woman, stepped out from the purple light.
The man wore the face of a middle-aged scholar. Gentle and refined, every gesture of his carried an air of elegant charm, yet he also exuded an intense pressure.
The woman was a beautiful middle-aged matron. Her expression was kind, and her eyes held a deep gentleness and warmth that made people relax unconsciously. She