Time flew by. Five months passed in a flash, and with the three months before that, eight months had elapsed since the Immortal Ancient opening.
Now, within bubble after bubble in the Multicolored World, streaks of fire soared into the heavens, scattering the clouds.
Those were people becoming deities. By now, almost everyone had become a deity, meaning nearly five million Venerables had ascended to godhood.
Without question, this was a terrifying number. And none of them were ordinary-they were the finest talents their provinces had produced over the years. Once they unleashed their might, it would surely be astonishing!
Meanwhile, the great churches outside were watching everything closely, observing this grand occasion through the three thousand petals.
"Wait... what's happening over there? Endless immortal light, sacred showers of radiance blooming-has some supreme treasure appeared?" a Cult Master exclaimed in surprise.
Unfortunately, that region was too hazy. Great Dao laws intertwined, obscuring every sight and making it impossible to see clearly.
"Could there be immortal scriptures or an immortal treasure there... or is someone cultivating within, bringing forth these immortal manifestations...?"
Many Cult Masters could not help scrutinizing it, hoping to see clearly, but they ultimately failed. Something was interfering.
Even prodigies within Immortal Ancient went to investigate, only to lose their way inexplicably, as though ghosts had trapped them in an endless loop.
Over time, people began calling that place the Demon Land and no longer dared approach.
Little did they know that someone had deliberately caused this-the phenomenon of heaven and earth produced by his cultivation.
At that moment, Lin Fan was still studying the immortal scriptures. Every symbol flowed through his heart as he earnestly comprehended the methods of Immortal Ancient.
Across from him, however, a figure whose clothes had been burned beyond decency, exposing broad expanses