On this day.
Qingyun Mountain saw streaks of fleeing lights arrive, with monks and daoists, scholars and beggars, blacksmiths and soldiers, and so on.
The aura of most was that of Nascent Soul Daoists, with a few being so abstruse and enigmatic that fellow cultivators bowed and paid respects, evidently Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs.
Several days before.
Zhou Yi widely distributed invitations, calling upon friends from all directions to taste the Immortal Brew.
Those who received an invitation all rushed towards Qingyun Mountain; with the event of Divine Enthronement unfolding, the opportunity to sample wine was just an excuse—all wished to learn firsthand the news in advance.
Mountain God Temple.
Eternal Prosperity Hall.
Carved railings and jade-built parapets, exotic flowers and rare herbs.
The ground shrouded in swirling spiritual fog was akin to the Immortal Realm; the roof, forged from fine gold, glittered brightly.