The Western Sea, Gathering Grotto.
The continent was vast, like a nation unto itself.
Compared with tiny Phoenix Scale, encircled by Weakwater, Gathering Grotto was far larger. Its many veins of gold, silver, and jade were all spirit treasures, drawing numerous cultivators to build huts here and cultivate.
Within the continent.
An Azure Gold secret realm crashed out of the Great Void, landing on a silver hill. Like azure brocade spread across the ground, it bathed the silver hills in scattered streams of brilliance so dazzling that one could not open one's eyes.
Many profound earthly treasures could dimly be seen within the secret realm, where numerous cultivators fought and exchanged spells.
This secret realm had shaken loose some days ago. Rumor had it that a True Lord had left it behind, drawing many Purple Mansion cultivators from the Western Sea. Yet, for some unknown reason, a restriction had arisen: Purple Mansion cultivators could not enter, and could only send Foundation Establishment cultivators in their stead.
Within the Great Void, figures wielding divine abilities watched the scenes within indifferently, observing who died and who won. Occasionally, a sigh or laugh rang out, but none of them took the lives of these Foundation Establishment cultivators seriously.
Behind these figures sat an immense Golden Man, his entire body bright gold. He wore armor cast from profound gold, with a longsword of autumn radiance hanging at his waist.
He was the Attendant Envoy recently awakened by Many Treasures, the Golden Man transformed from the blade of Yize, named Meng Qiu.
He stretched out both arms, enclosing the entire site and firmly pinning down the secret realm that threatened to fly away at any moment. Some of the divine ability wielders even stood on his arms, yet remained utterly unaware, as though they could