November.
Heaven bestowed auspicious snow.
Outside Changluo, a massive altar had been constructed.
Following Zhong Shenxiu's guidance, the altar was built in the style of the Roman Colosseum, with concentric circles of cloud beds expanding outward, the innermost higher than the outer ones.
On the opening day of the magic ceremony, streaks of light descended from the sky, landing on the corresponding cloud beds and revealing one Cultivator after another.
Countless Immortal Birds, flying radiance, magical treasures... Immortals in the eyes of the ordinary people displayed various Escape Skills to take their seats, an unforgettable spectacle for the residents of Changluo.
Accompanied by a resonant roll call, the truly influential Sect Masters began to make their entrance.
"Yingzhou Sea Pavilion, Penglai Sword Sect Sect Master has arrived!"
