The Three Realms were incomparably prosperous. Every cultivator was forging ahead and advancing civilization, for anyone who created something new could earn abundant merit, whether the innovation was useful or not, great or small.
For instance, ten thousand years earlier, a cultivator had improved a talisman, making the circulation of stellar power more stable. The Heavenly Court had bestowed a reward, allowing him to become an immortal in broad daylight and ascend to the Immortal Realm.
There were countless such examples. Innovation drove civilization forward. The gulf between them and the Weird Race was too vast; they could only throw every ounce of strength into competing.
In Outer Heaven, lofty mountains stood in splendor, their wooded foothills secluded and deep. Rare flowers and auspicious grasses vied for beauty among a thousand wondrous peaks and soaring cliffs. Brilliant morning clouds scattered their light across the sea like vast sheets of flowing gold, spreading with the rise and fall of the waves. Golden radiance filled every corner, and rich vitality rippled through the air.
Auspicious mists spread in profusion, mystic light coiled about, and curling signs of good fortune rose amid purple qi. Boundless radiance seemed to illuminate the surroundings as the two qi of yin and yang converged and myriad auspicious colors lingered.
Though it bore the name of a heaven, this Outer Heaven was actually a Great Thousand World. It, too, hung within the Three Realms, governed by the Heavenly Dao of Shrouding the Heavens. With mountains and seas of its own, it was even more astonishing than the Immortal Realm.
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On this sunny, breezy day, Ji Hao sat cross-legged atop the highest peak in Outer Heaven, cultivating. There were no buildings or anything of the sort, for this entire world was his cultivation ground.
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