Tianwei Dynasty, Heavenly Palace Mountain.
An Hao, Si Yan'er, and a group of cultivators walked out of the Heavenly Palace, gazing at the vast sky full of stars with wide eyes.
The sky in the Immortal Cultivation World was very high. They had never seen so many stars, and they were so close that it seemed they could reach out and pluck them.
"What is this phenomenon?"
"Could the sky be falling?"
"Could this be the work of the Demon Ancestor?"
"It shouldn't be. It might be a powerful formation, perhaps from the Cangtian Sect. Their formations are grand, embodying the essence of heaven and earth."
"Recently, there have been more and more demons in the nearby areas. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us to protect the inheritance here."
An Hao gazed at the starry sky, his eyes flickering.
Si Yan'er stood next to him, marveling. She said a few words but received no response. She couldn't help but turn to look at him.
