Everyone standing beneath the celestial ladder watched in astonishment as a miraculous sight suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky.
Petal after petal, turned into golden light, silently blossomed into existence in the air, appearing and disappearing, endless in their mystery and charm.
Boom, boom, the sound of the morning bell and evening drum also echoed in this space, yet the sound was distant and prolonged, as if originating from a far-off time and place.
What shocked everyone even more was the appearance of several fairy silhouettes in mid-air, clad in rainbow garments, holding flower baskets, sprinkling petals from above.
Everyone was stunned, especially the foreign psychics, who had no idea what this signified.
However, in the hearts of the Huaxia powerhouses, there was a tumultuous shock; everyone seemed unable to breathe, especially Li Tianhao, whose eyes were filled with surprise.
