"Boom!"
That day, under the combined assault of the Cult Masters outside, Immortal Ancient shook, creaking and cracking as though it were about to fall apart.
"This is bad! The people outside are breaking in!" someone cried, his voice shaking heaven and earth.
Within a modest ancient land in the Profound Bright Realm, a spatial fissure suddenly expanded dozens of times over.
Everyone was horrified at the sight. Immortal Ancient was about to descend into chaos, and a upheaval unseen through the ages had begun.
The Indigenous People in particular felt a chill crawl up their backs. Outsiders were about to storm in-a development that could shatter stone and startle heaven. They had no idea whether it would bring fortune or disaster.
"Crack!"
Divine power surged over Immortal Ancient's barrier, laws interwove, and lightning flashed amid thunderous roars. More than a dozen figures vaguely appeared.
"Hahaha... We're finally in!"
"Huang, the Exiled Immortal, the Ten-Crown King-what do they amount to? Once Heavenly Gods descend upon them, they can only become dust."
A Heavenly God who crossed through the fissure wore an icy expression. His eyes swept over the mountains and rivers like divine rainbows, blazing with desire.
In their eyes, these so-called Heavenly Talents were merely children playing house. Until they matured, even the most gifted were nothing but ants.
Besides, did anyone really think the various sects had nothing better to do than watch through the Immortal Dao Petals every day, just to praise their juniors?
That was not the truth at all. They were surveying fortunes and marking their prey, waiting for the time to ripen before harvesting everything.
Even this group of Heavenly Gods had been carefully selected, their places decided through discussions among the Cult Masters according to their sects' strength.
"Those juniors have had their