Outer seas, Gathering Grotto.
Autumn frost covered the ground, and yellow leaves rustled bleakly.
A beautiful speck of silver light flashed in the sky, dazzlingly bright. As though drawn by something, all manner of Xin Metal auras continually streamed outward, attracting cultivators from the Western Sea and every direction.
A grotto-heaven was about to descend.
Usually, ancient grotto-heavens opened only when a True Lord shook them loose, leaving them for his own lineage to enjoy. Outsiders could at most pick up a few leftover scraps. This time, however, was different: the Many-Treasure Tradition was presiding!
This lineage was far more tolerant. It turned a blind eye even to rogue cultivators and allowed them to come, so quite a number of Purple Mansion cultivators had gathered outside Gathering Grotto Continent.
Especially now that Peace had been established and Yan founded, the human dao flourished. Many cultivators had benefited, and the immortal dao had grown considerably more prosperous.
Golden light flickered within the Great Void.
Two Golden Men stood there, concealing their forms. Together, they wielded a treasure basin cast from gold and jade, aiming it at the silver light in the void and drawing it in, continually shaking the grotto-heaven.
A layer of cold frost coated Meng Qiu's dark-gold armor. He seemed badly chilled and said, "Such cold Xin Metal. It's much colder than Qing Yu's!"
"He was, after all, a great lord serving under Greater Yin."
Kusuo beside him was much more composed. His original form was the Dharma Treasure [Golden Heart Mystic Pass Lock], and he had followed that True Lord the longest. Moreover, hidden metal did not merge with Xin Metal as readily as Geng Metal did, so naturally less frost clung to him.
Meng Qiu brushed away the frost congealing on him and asked, "What was his