At the summit of Ancient Charm Mountain.
Stars dotted the sky, and a bright moon hung overhead.
The peak lay hidden amid thick clouds and mist, with only a single road leading to its summit.
Even that road had only been forcibly carved out by the Grand Consort and Secondary Consort after they had hacked through several longswords.
Along either side of the road, cultivators stood at intervals, holding torches or spirit-lamp magic artifacts.
On the extraordinarily rugged mountain road, strewn with jagged rocks, numerous Golden Core Stage cultivators channeled their spiritual qi, hauling all manner of building materials up from the foot of the mountain.
Cultivators kept collapsing along the way, either from exhausting their spiritual qi or from illnesses brought on by accumulated toil.
Those cultivators either squeezed out their own spiritual qi to condense extreme cold crystals, or, in the case of the Jade Great Radiance Church's cultivators, converted their spiritual qi into Supreme Yang Crystals.
And the even greater number of cultivators unable to refine spiritual qi gems went straight into the mines beneath the Guyun Mountain Range.
They channeled their spiritual qi to mine spirit stones for the platform needed to construct the formation.
Only members of the Imperial Clan could mobilize so many cultivators to complete a structure or formation.
At that moment, a perfectly square formation platform was slowly taking shape.
The Grand Consort and Second Consort worked with Qinghe True Person, embedding the gems delivered to them into the formation platform.
"Dear Qinghe, how much longer do you think we need to finish this formation platform?" The Second Consort's voice was soft and languid, like flowing water and autumn ripples that stirred the soul.
Qinghe True Person looked intoxicated. "In answer to Your Highness, this formation platform must drive the entire Cloud