Meng Continent, Yang Hill, Dao Xian Palace.
This place lay in the east of the continent, beside the Azure Sea. It was a high hill facing the sun, its earth and stones tinged blue-green, its vegetation lush, with one or two splendid Daoist temples and Treasure Towers dotted among the greenery. At the very top stood a plain Daoist palace built of azure wood.
Before the long white-jade path leading into the palace stood a stone stele ninety feet tall. Its entire body was jade-green, wreathed in clusters of white qi, and several ancient characters shone upon it with divine light.
[Emperor Shepherding the First Yang]
Beneath the stele stood a young man in a dark azure Robe of Law, a golden mark between his brows. His bearing was that of a true immortal, and his profoundly powerful origin wood aura faintly resonated with the stele.
"That brat Xu Xuan has come here too. He's probably meeting that Dragon King Cave Azure."
Tiantuo pondered as he looked at the stele, but then a steady, composed voice sounded behind him. Jia wood qi burgeoned like a tree towering into the sky, like leaves shading the heavens.
"The lesser yang divine ability [Eastern Pole Illumination] was called [First Yang Shepherd] in ancient times. Legend has it that the ancient Lesser Yang Immortal Lord performed the deeds of [shepherding and rectifying the first yang, leading and guiding the gathered sages]. In those days, the morning sun rose from the [Fusang Tree] in the east, crossed the Vast Sea, and entered its celestial track."
"Your sect truly does possess a lesser yang inheritance. You are quite right, senior. That is precisely why [Azure Yang Radiance] can borrow the nature of lesser yang!"
Tiantuo turned to look at the person before him.
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