"Niekong Pill," the person in the mirror had not finished speaking before she continued.
"Besides the Niekong Pill, anyone who comes to Beyond the Heavens in the future may also join my faction and receive a place of shelter."
After hearing this, the commotion among the crowd finally gave way to someone charging at Xu Zimo.
"I'll do it!"
With one person taking the lead, the others followed behind, each charging forth with overwhelming might.
But just as everyone descended into chaos and attacked together, a boom rang out.
A powerful force once more surged through heaven and earth, like mountains toppling and seas overturning, suppressing everyone where they stood.
Whether they were ancestors of Imperial Dynasty Immortal Sects or powerful Rogue Cultivators, before this sudden force, they were no more than little fish and shrimp in the deep sea.
"It really is lively," a man's voice rang out.
Immediately afterward, everyone saw a black beam of light shoot into the heavens from the other side of the horizon.
The light transformed into a throne within the void.
Like Golden Lotuses blooming from the earth, black qi formed the seat.
A group of black-robed figures stood in the air, and among them appeared a great path leading to the heavens.
Upon that path, laws flowed, profound meanings entwined, and divine power descended like endless rustling fallen leaves, paving this path to the heavens.
A man in a red robe stepped onto the great path and slowly walked over.
In the end, he sat upon the throne in the void.
The surrounding black-robed figures all knelt in worship beside him.
"They're from the Divine Gate," someone among the Imperial Dynasty Immortal Sects below recognized their attire.
The Divine Gate was already a force on the verge of being forgotten.
They had