After flying and teleporting, Tan Ping and the others finally arrived at Changmen Island on the day when the human emperor once again established the Great Zhou.
It was the largest island in the boundless realm of the sea of clouds. There were twenty-eight beautiful or steep mountain peaks. They were on top of the stars, and below them was Luo Feng. With a population of ten million, it was abnormally prosperous. Now, the auspicious light was not extinguished, and the auspicious clouds did not fall, from time to time, one could see immortals from all walks of life coming. They rode on beasts or set up clouds. They were truly detached from the secular world.
“I have never seen so many immortals in my life.”Xia Xiu, who liked to wear pink jackets, stood on the shore. She could not help but sigh as she looked at the magnificent scenery of tens of thousands of immortals coming and going.
