Time flies in the blink of an eye,
Years pass in leisurely succession.
Spring turns to autumn, and autumn to spring on Qingyun Mountain.
The mortals below have lived through five generations, with the legends of the immortals in the mountains witnessed by their great-grandfathers.
With a hundred years of good harvests, the mundane world has prospered greatly.
The population of the town at the foot of the mountain has multiplied several times over and has gradually transformed into a city of hundreds of thousands.
This kind of change is not striking within Great Yong or other nations, where countless new cities have blossomed like flowers to accommodate the exploding population. What was once the Mountain God's private domain has now become various small nations, eking out an existence in the gaps between the great powers.
The human race of Dongsheng Divine Continent is stronger than ever before in history!
Inside Qingyun Temple,
