The True Immortals and Gods

The True Immortal God. Winter gave way to spring.

It was once again the season when all things revived.

Luo Chen stood beside the bamboo grove halfway up Spirit Deer Peak, gazing up at the heavens. By the stream, Jiang Yingxue wore a serious little expression as she held a brush and painted.

"Have you dreamed of some new and strange scene again?"

Seeing her like this, Luo Chen was quite curious.

Jiang Yingxue's hand paused slightly. She shook her head and said, "This disciple feels that painting is also cultivation. I haven't neglected it all these years. As for those strange images, they haven't appeared in a long time."

She continued painting on the board, glancing at Luo Chen from time to time.

What was Master looking at? Was there something in the sky?

Jiang Yingxue raised her head to look at the heavens. There was only blue sky and white clouds, and she longed deeply for Master's vision.

The sights Master could see must surely surpass her imagination.

It would be wonderful if I could paint them.

Jiang Yingxue silently thought to herself. Could something major be happening in the World Sea?

Jiang Yingxue was not wrong, but what Luo Chen saw was not the World Sea—it was the universe beyond the heavens.

Luo Chen saw a great number of Dragon Court cultivators setting up an array within the Eternal Dao Domain. The formation was immense, spanning an extraordinarily vast area.

There were even two Great Luo figures within it. They sat cross-legged atop the formation eyes, suppressing all things, their auras completely undisguised.

Someone was about to break through!

Judging by this display, could it be that a Dao Fruit Great Luo was about to charge at the Primordial Dao Fruit?

There were only a handful of