The atmosphere on Soaring Cloud Continent was tense.
At some point, the gods of the Divine Dao Founding had gathered there, turning the continent into a realm of gods.
On Soaring Cloud Terrace, at the source of the continent's earth veins, Zhong Yan manifested his golden body. Divine fire bathed him, revealing his true form as a god. His expression was solemn.
"At last, the day has come."
Gazing into the distance, Zhong Yan looked past the surface and saw tracks of ritual power running through mountains and rivers, linking heaven and earth. Together, they wove a net over the whole of Soaring Cloud Continent.
"After today, neither the Divine Dao Founding nor I will ever be the same."
His heart brimming with anticipation, Zhong Yan saw a bright future ahead.
"Begin."
At a certain moment, Zhong Yan seized the fleeting opportunity and gave the order.
The myriad gods moved as one. Following their arrangements, they activated the ritual with practiced efficiency. Hum! Spiritual energy surged, and an unending stream of incense power poured in from the Great Void. As time passed, the tracks lit up one after another. Threads of sacred energy arose and seeped into the Great Void, seeking to turn all of Soaring Cloud Continent into hallowed ground.
The gods of the Divine Dao Founding watched, their hearts full of hope.
They had spent far too long in the dark. If they succeeded today, the Divine Dao Founding would finally have the confidence to walk beneath the sun. Even if the immortal cultivators tried to encircle them, an unbreakable Earthly Divine Kingdom on Soaring Cloud Continent would give them a stronghold from which to contend.
Some gods, of course, worried that the Divine Dao Founding had moved too quickly and might provoke the Immortal Palace. But at