Sun rays illuminated the gurgling creek with a golden hue. As the water rippled, it appeared as golden powders were floating along the currents.

“Splash!” A carp leaped out of the water and shared the same glow.

Li Qiye sat on a boulder, asleep and looking like a statue. Minor Sacred Mountain was quiet without anyone coming to disturb him from his zen state.

The young cultivators in the holy ground and even the older experts have left to observe Righteous Scion. Thus, serenity returned to the mountain.

After seeing the fall of Smoke-fire Fortress, numerous experts and big shots were on the move.

This had nothing to do with stopping the...