This thing looked like jade, yet it could not possibly have been jade.
Jade was hard; this object merely felt hard to them.
Yet when a thread of divine sense swept into it, they sensed a soft, ethereal sensation, like flowing water drifting past.
"Brother Fei, is this thing the key to that whatever-it-is?"
Someone stepped out and asked curiously.
He too had heard that the arrival of the Ancient Era would bring many rare opportunities, sights seldom seen beneath the heavens.
Those opportunities were scattered across many places.
He had seen some of them, while others he had not, though he had heard of them through news relayed by Floating Light.
Northern Heaven Continent was currently the place where Wind and Clouds surged most violently.
The attention gathered here was likewise beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
And so, their appearance here could naturally not have been an accident.
They, heaven-blessed prodigies of extraordinary birth and cultivation, naturally had no use for the ordinary twists of fate, nor did they think much of them.
The Great Dao lay before their eyes. What they needed to do was carve out a Great Dao of their own.
Yet that was difficult. They had received the grace of mighty ancestors and become prodigies, but were also trapped by the influence of that Great Dao's vital aura.
That was why so many cultivators of later generations found it difficult to surpass their Dao Patriarchs.
"Yes."
Fei Ji smiled, with a trace less indifference in his expression.
"We cultivators cultivate the Great Dao. Ordinary vital auras no longer have much effect on us."
"The place we are heading to this time is a twist of fate born from a great immortal."
"Now that the great powers have concealed themselves within the ninth heaven, the