Fortune—earth-shattering fortune had arrived!
The top powers of the Eastern Wasteland had all fallen. The formations of every ancient secret realm had been broken, and countless Spirit Veins and mineral veins buried deep underground had been uncovered by the Five Aggregates Immortal Sect. They now lay exposed beneath the open sky!
Clearly... how could they possibly move everything away in just a few years? Wouldn't whatever remained belong to everyone else?!
The structure of the Eastern Wasteland's top powers had changed dramatically. A flourishing age of cultivation for their ghost cultivators of the region was about to arrive!
Whether they could establish mountains and become ancestors in the Eastern Wasteland would depend on how much of the Five Aggregates Immortal Sect's remaining foundation they could seize in this generation. Was this not a grand occasion worthy of universal celebration?
"Ha ha ha!!"
"The chance is here!"
"May the Five Aggregates Immortal Sect prosper evermore upon the Immortal Dao!"
"Honored seniors, fare you well!"
Across the mountains, rivers, four seas, and all lands of the Eastern Wasteland, ghost cultivators clasped their hands in joyous farewell. The smaller sects and ghost cultivator families in particular slapped the table in acclaim, grinning so broadly their mouths nearly reached their ears.
They were looking far ahead. Though the Eastern Wasteland had been flattened, for minor cultivators like them, was it not also a heaven-reaching opportunity? After all, it was only the tall ones who suffered.
Yet the shadow of the Five Aggregates Immortal Sect could never be dispelled from the minds of Eastern Wasteland ghost cultivators. Its influence ran exceptionally deep.
Upon Qi Mountain.
Frog Daoist swept his small palm, and the Dharma Aspect of the Heavenly Venerable Realm etched itself into the void. He commanded tens of millions of troops to withdraw