In an inconspicuous corner.
Cheng Yuan silently held a cupped-fist salute for a long while, his expression the calmest among the many immortals.
These three immortal friends of the Yu Family had lived for over a hundred thousand years. Through the many fortunes of Divine Mountain Continent, they had broken through their lifespan limits. Only when their immortal power had been exhausted to its final trace did they choose sitting meditation.
It was their own choice.
How one entered sitting meditation should be decided by the immortal themself. Not even heaven and earth could decide it.
He, too, was one who suppressed the Great World Source. Seeing them was like seeing his own future.
"I still want to go back and take a look."
Cheng Yuan's gaze also grew a little more weathered. His roots lay in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, not on Divine Mountain Continent.
Seven days.
Other than Gu Li Sheng and Song Heng, everyone else left this place.
One constructed the Ascension Platform, while the other built an Immortal Tomb.
Seven years passed in the blink of an eye.
Within the vast universe, a Divine Mountain Continent spanning a hundred thousand light years stood tall and majestic. Though this realm was merely a drop in the ocean of the Heaven and Earth Battlefield, it contained endless mysteries. Myriad mysterious yellow Small Worlds were being nurtured within its firmament.
Today, Chen Xun stood atop Divine Mountain Continent, his robes whipping in the wind, his immortal bearing peerless.
Immortal power surged around him, as deep and boundless as an abyss or sea. In an instant, Chen Xun formed hand seals, and heaven and earth over Divine Mountain Continent abruptly changed color. Five-colored immortal radiance thundered forth beyond the heavens.
At the distant edge of heaven and earth,