The gods turned at the sound and gazed through the fine crack, where they could faintly see endless ancient woods, reaching up to the lofty Divine Mountain in the firmament, with strands of Xuan Miao essence drifting out from the fissure.
A few plants and clumps of soil, precisely located at the position of the crack, fell into this world.
The rift lasted only for a moment; it vanished as soon as the Heavenly Tribulation struck, yet those present, whether True Gods or Immortals, had the scene imprinted into their divine souls, which continuously replayed and analyzed.
"Could this be... the Immortal Realm?"
"Not the Immortal Realm; this essence is even more mysterious than that of the Immortal Realm!"
"Huff——"
A True God standing closest inhaled the Xuan Miao essence into his belly, and the divine halo behind his head burst forth with light, faintly transmitting the chanting of countless beings.
"What a treasure!"
