A breeze swept across the "ruins" of the three islands of Penglai, lifting a lone, withered leaf into the air.0

The backs of the three Eminent Ones appeared especially desolate in the wind. As they gazed upon the scene before them, they were momentarily stunned into silence.0

Before them lay nothing but a vast, chaotic sea of clouds. In their memories, a towering mountain known as Mirage Mountain should have stood right here.0

The Penglai Supreme Sect had passed down its cultivation legacy for several thousand years, and this was their first time seeing the sunlight so clearly shining on the land below as there was no longer any shade.0

Where's my mountain? That grand mountain of mine! Where is it?! Daoist Cangsheng screamed inwardly. His pupils contracted sharply and he was filled with a swirl of shock, fury, and disbelief.0

The state of the three islands of Penglai was even more absurd. As their name implied, they had been three separate land masses. Yet now, only countless fragments of stone floated and sank in the frothy sea below.0

Mirage Mountain was a literal...0