Wang Xian had stayed in the Universal Alliance’s sacred land for over ten million years.
During these ten million years, he had witnessed the glory of the Universal Alliance’s sacred land.
He had witnessed their strength.
During these ten million years, more and more powerful disciples had gathered at the sacred land.
The Universal Immortal meeting was a grand event that happened once every thirty billion years. Almost all the powerful disciples from over two thousand universes had come.
Now, it was getting closer and closer to this grand gathering.
During these few days, Wang Xian had already sensed more than a dozen existences at the primal chaos level.
This was something unimaginable in other places.
“There are about two years left before the Universal Alliance’s celestial gathering begins.”
Wang Xian strolled leisurely in the Universal Alliance’s Holy Land.
This holy land was very big. As more and more universe’s strong disciples came, it became more and more lively.
