Inside the Heavenly Sovereign Mansion.
Ni Canghuan's brows rose slightly as he merely cast a faint glance at Chen Xun's family, who were traveling through several markets in the Lower Cloud Realm of the Xing Lan Region. In his eyes, there was no distinction between races; all were slaves who nourished his Immortal Dao.
The trace of surprise in his eyes earlier had only been because they had arrived riding Ripple Beasts.
Within the market.
Chen Xun's gaze narrowed slightly, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his lips. Best not cause trouble in the skies neighboring the Five Elements Immortal Sect.
Three years later.
One of the Star Ripple Feather Clan's vast armies of ten million encountered a sky-filling fog while crossing the Immortal River. The mist was dense and heavy, as if tangible. The army of ten million sank deep within it; no matter how they struggled, they could not find a way out and could only remain trapped in the boundless fog.
Time flowed on, and another two years passed.
Another mighty army of ten million from the Star Ripple Feather Clan was obstructed during its march by a Xing Lan Storm triggered by several hundred great stars.
Wherever the storm raged, space twisted and energy surged wildly. Even a Star Ripple Saint Ruler would be caught within it and find escape difficult, able only to struggle bitterly amid the endless Xing Lan Storm, unable to break free.
At the same time, all manner of vast and strange phenomena continued to appear along the edges of the Xing Lan Region.
These strange manifestations came in every imaginable form. Sometimes, dazzling rays of light condensed into enormous, mysterious Dao Scripts that floated in the sky and gleamed with eerie radiance. Sometimes, pitch-black abyssal rifts appeared