Yet such lifelike realism sent thread after thread of chill crawling down one's spine.
Ahead of the Hong Guang, several figures were wrapped within it. The female cultivator dressed in peach-blossom robes had a charmingly seductive face, carrying a faint allure.
The three male cultivators appearing within the Hong Guang were likewise splendidly dressed and exceptionally poised, each of them faintly bearing an aloof and arrogant air.
It was enough to distinguish them from ordinary cultivators.
They were precisely Qin Tianshi's group.
Tu Miao'er glanced at the mountain range ahead, towering and majestic like a God-Man of the Primordial Era. Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly. "Do you think this mountain range looks somewhat familiar?"
There was some hesitation in her tone.
She clearly did not dare confirm whether this mountain peak had any connection to that mountain.
"What?"
Qin Tianshi frowned.
After her reminder, Hua Guzhao of the Golden Feather Sect beside him had already undergone a slight change of expression.
"When that place in the Eight Wastelands appeared in the past, the divine mountain at its center..."
With that reminder, he also shattered the mental fog obscuring them for the moment.
At once, it felt as though the mist before their eyes had dispersed.
"The mountain range at the center of the Eight Wastelands was originally the Central Divine Mountain. When Tribulation Qi erupted before, its true appearance had not yet been exposed."
"Later, for certain reasons, other cultivators drew a map of its Earth Vein."
"That Earth Vein did not resemble it in form, but its spirit was exceedingly similar to the mountain before us."
"Could it be because both originated from the Primordial Era?"
Hua Guzhao continued speaking to himself.
He stroked his chin and said uncertainly.
Zhuang Chengkong's gaze fell upon that mountain range, and a