Another ten years passed.
They crossed mountains and rivers and arrived at the Five Aggregates Cold Frontier, at the Heavenly Ruins Sect's grounds.
This sect was indeed bustling with activity, moving mountains and filling seas. The sect contained All Heavens and Myriad Realms within it; every disciple was the lord of several realms, raising billions of living beings beneath them. Ever since the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor had returned to life, the way of "rampancy," which had lain dormant for countless tens of thousands of years, had flourished once more.
Chen Xun's eyes revealed a look of gratification. This was the Heavenly Ruins Sect he knew, a sect founded upon the Great Dao of "rampancy."
The sect's ritual artifacts were stars.
It was not because those stars were particularly wondrous. It was merely because the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor had believed that using stars as ritual artifacts looked more rampant than the Five Aggregates Immortal Sect's dazzling assortment of flying artifacts. That was all!
But he had not been wrong.
Back when the Heavenly Ruins Sect traveled, the sight of stars filling the sky had indeed been shocking.
Quite a few Immortal Realm creatures had been scared unconscious, nearly believing that the great stars in the heavens were falling. This style had continued through the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor to this day.
When Chen Xun and the others arrived at the Cold Frontier.
A great star descended!
Immortal terraces and pavilions stood upon it, immortal springs flowed, and spirit herbs carpeted the ground. Yet there was only one cultivator atop it, with an immortal bearing, crane-white hair, and a youthful face. His expression was weathered as he smiled wistfully and cupped his hands. "Dao Ancestor, your bearing remains unchanged..."
This man was the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor.
Their first meeting had been in Giant