As autumn gave way to winter, the snow gradually blanketed the vast Taicang Continent.
Gu An, wearing a mask, sat on the eaves, gazing up at the sky while Sage Xuan Miao, in the courtyard below, engaged in alchemy and curiously watched Gu An.
The Mountain God seemed engrossed in something, having been watching for quite some time.
Sage Xuan Miao silently thought, yearning for the perspective of the Mountain God. The scenery before the Mountain God's eyes surely transcended imagination.
Could something be happening beyond the heavens?
Sage Xuan Miao guessed right; indeed, something was happening outside the heaven, and it was an event of great importance to the world.
Gu An saw a host of Immortal Spirits arranging a grand formation in the cosmos. The scale was so immense that even the silhouettes of two Divine Thought True Immortals could be discerned, sitting cross-legged above the formation, their auras completely unhidden.
Someone was about to breakthrough!
