The first day of the eighth year of Tianyuan was indescribably long and mournful for the Central Spirit Domain.
This was a day of earth-shaking change.
But for other regions, it was merely an insignificant day.
After all, even for mortals, a single day can be easily overlooked.
Let alone cultivators, whose lifespans are counted in centuries and millennia, to them, a day is like a grain of sand in the desert,
yet this seemingly insignificant grain of sand stirred up the greatest storm since the years of Chang'an.
For most people, they remain completely oblivious to the approaching storm.
But there will always be those who step up to shield the world from the wind and rain.
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In Hanguang Courtyard at Yumen Pass, the vast complexes stretch endlessly to the eye.
Lu Qingshan walked on the crisscrossed streets.
Like the other cultivators in Yumen Pass, he has been on alert within the city walls during this period, not daring to leave easily.
