The entire Immortal Ancient Battlefield was like a giant dragon that had slumbered for countless ages, lying quietly at the end of the universe's chaos.
The myriad phenomena formed a circle around the axis of the Heavenly Pivot; five figures occupied the center, secretly circulating the workings of Qian virtue.
Looking out, the countless stars filling the sky were no more than fireflies adorning the dragon's scales. The Sacred Veins crisscrossing the land resembled roots burrowing deep into the void, swallowing and exhaling the universe's origin.
Even with Shen Yun's vast divine sense, which rivaled that of a Daluo, he was unable to glimpse its true boundaries for the time being.
Yet in the deepest part of the clouds, that majestic divine mountain was the most eye-catching.
It was too tall and too imposing—so tall that it pierced the Star Sea and shattered the Milky Way; so imposing that it was indescribable, beyond the reach of words.
It seemed like the backbone of heaven and earth, supporting the order of the universe. Even the Sealing God Array laid down by several Immortal Kings working together could not conceal the surging majesty rushing toward them.
"No wonder people often say that the Ancient Immortal Realm was far more prosperous than the present age. Now that I've seen it for myself, it truly is no empty rumor."
Shen Yun sighed softly, his gaze burning bright as it swept over the densely packed stars, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.
As far as the eye could see, every star bore an Immortal Palace or Sacred Temple.
Some had long since fallen into ruin, mottled and weathered by the River of Time, with no trace of their former grandeur remaining. Others still shimmered with radiant splendor; their jade herbs and exotic flowers