To the residents of the immortal spirit Tower City, the days were the same as before. It was just that they were looking forward to it now.
The celebration of becoming a creator couldn't be described as one that only happened once in a hundred or a thousand years. One had to wait for opportunities and try their luck.
The residents of the immortal spirit territory were extremely lucky to be able to encounter it, so they were naturally filled with anticipation.
The day of the celebration finally arrived.
The originally quiet immortal spirit city immediately became lively with lights and decorations everywhere.
The clouds, the peaks, and the streams were filled with colorful elves.
They emitted all kinds of light, like fireworks, dragging out multicolored light wherever they passed.
They were filled with curiosity and fear towards the passers-by. They kept trying to get close, but then they ran away as if they were frightened.
