Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.
There was a city in the first region of the immortal dipper continent. From Afar, it looked like a gigantic snail. Divine might filled the air, and the shell on the back of the snail was all that was left of the city.
It seemed to possess gravity, so the shell seemed to be erect. However, to the people living in it, everything was as usual. The Sky was still the sky, and there was no difference.
In such a large city, the addition of a Daoist temple shouldn’t have attracted too much attention. After all, its scale was very small, and the Daoist temple itself was extremely important to many people.
In the immortal dipper continent, most families would send children at the right age into the Daoist temple to undergo the enlightenment of cultivation.
