Central Continent in Its Prime, Thriving with Each Passing Day

Central Continent, Ask Dao Mountain.

The ancient mountain range wound like a dragon, towering amid drifting clouds and mist, exuding a steady and weighty aura.

On the secluded ancient road, visitors from all directions came in an endless stream, including no shortage of renowned powerhouses. Yet the moment they entered the mountain, they consciously proceeded on foot, their expressions respectful and their steps slow and light.

When they reached the Mountain Gate, a fierce aura surged toward them.

A gigantic beast resembling a small mountain lay beside the road. Each breath it took caused the void to tremble, and as it inhaled and exhaled, Demonic Qi surged, almost solidifying.

"Is that the Taotie Ancestor of the Demon Court? A true Dao Integration Great Yao, and he's actually willing to guard the Mountain Gate here..."

Whispers rose from the crowd. Quite a few visitors secretly sucked in a breath, their eyes filled with a mixture of shock and awe.

"After all, this is the number-one sect in the Central Continent. Even the Great Gan Immortal Dynasty acknowledges its transcendent status. Its foundations are naturally extraordinary."

A middle-aged man in splendid robes lightly stroked his long beard, his eyes blazing as he looked toward the mountain summit. "My son Wang Tong has the aptitude for Dao Integration. I've come from ten thousand miles away this time precisely to have him join Ask Dao Mountain. Only then will I not fail to live up to this gift of heaven!"

Discussions rose and fell from all directions before quickly scattering into the wind and fading into the distance.

These beings who dominated their respective regions in the outside world now lowered their voices in unison, fearing that they might disturb the slumbering vicious beast, and even more afraid of disturbing the tranquility within the