Mount Tai.
Wind and thunder surged, and Mysterious Yellow flowed.
Faint cheers rose among the mountains, praising two beings of boundless radiance. Mountain gods and earth deities, great and small, emerged to bow respectfully and welcome their arrival.
"That is... that Mystic Lord!"
As a member of a Golden Core Lineage who also hailed from the Gloomy Netherworld, Fan Ju naturally knew of the changes sweeping the world.
The upheaval in the Northern Sea had awakened Mount Tai. As a heavenly body, Shock Thunder could naturally influence Wu Earth, an earthly body, causing this sacred land of Wu Earth to gradually revive and reveal a little of its divine might from the primordial era.
The stronger Wu Earth grew, the heavier the mountains became. This meant beings of the Gloomy Netherworld had to expend more effort to emerge from underground, which also had some impact on the Nether Office.
"Let us speak elsewhere. Please."
White Sheep spoke first and ascended into the sky. Fragrant grasses sprang up and luxuriant flowers bloomed wherever White Sheep stepped. All manner of auspicious lights shimmered and shifted, turning into clay figures of various sizes.
The rolling wind and thunder ascended as well. It could not be seen, heard, or grasped. Only by closing one's eyes and sensing with Spirit Sense could one perceive its profound dark-green radiance.
Fan Ju felt the crushing pressure disappear and only then raised his head. The strange phenomena around him were gone, leaving only a bare patch amid the wild grass ahead, as though it had been grazed clean.
He dared not linger. Turning into a turbid cloud, he headed straight down the mountain, his form still swaying somewhat from the shock he had just suffered.
Traveling south of the mountain, he saw an unremarkable little hill nestled among