In the following period of time, more and more anomalies appeared in the sky, and true saints were born within many sects.
These true saints did not all come from the Nine Great Families. Some smaller sects or even rogue cultivators, taking advantage of the prevailing wind, have stepped into the true saint realm overnight.
Heavenly Central Lake, a place once praised as closest to the Dao, had for a long time become a wasteland.
However, right in Heavenly Central Lake, a young man sat cross-legged. His aura was formidable and terrifying as if he was on the verge of a breakthrough at any moment.
Next to him stood a young woman. Her beauty was captivating, leaving a deep impression on anyone who beheld her.
At this moment, she was staring intently at the young man, her eyes filled with excitement, as if she were about to witness something remarkable.
Right then, the young man opened his eyes.
He slowly rose to his feet, then gave a light sigh.
