The light kept spreading, as though changing the underlying hue of the Celestial River's starlight, and faint gleams of different colors even began to appear.
No, these were not merely gleams. They were more like scenes within the rippling waters of the Star River.
Some saw rainbows, some saw plains, some saw forests, some saw mountains and rivers, and others saw beasts and birds.
No one could distinguish truth from falsehood or see through illusion to reality. Even beings of considerable cultivation instinctively looked up at the sky, thinking the elusive scenes in the water were some strange reflection.
But clearly they were not. It was as though another world lay hidden within the Celestial River!
As Yi Shuyuan's direct disciple, Qi Zhongbin should have been heading to the Demon-Subduing Palace Riverside. At this moment, however, he had only just visited the Thunder Department Palace Pavilion and arrived beside the Celestial River to witness the grand gathering of myriad paths.
On this stretch of riverbank, a young cultivator had noticed Qi Zhongbin and was about to approach him for a conversation. Then he suddenly saw the Heavenly Emperor's manifestation and heard his words, and he could not help staring at the Celestial River in astonishment.
"Is this sight... real or an illusion?"
Following the halo of light, Qi Zhongbin looked into the distance along the Celestial River. He vaguely made out a towering mountain bright with flowers and green grass, where a familiar figure slept at ease. Beside him stood something shaped like a furnace, though the hazy light made it impossible to see clearly.
Hearing the shocked murmuring beside him, Qi Zhongbin merely smiled.
At an imposing palace pavilion beside the Celestial River, Jiang Lang sat in a waterside tower with dishes of food and fine wine laid out