Jiugong Mountain.
Invisible elemental energies of heaven and earth converged, mysterious symbols flickered with light, forming a massive door.
A pair of hands, pure white as jade, pressed against the cracked opening, directly pushing the gates apart.
"Is this… Jiugong Mountain?"
Clad in white robes, Zhong Shenxiu pulled open the doors with both hands, his entire body stepping into the Seven Luminaries Heaven, gazing upon Jiugong Mountain, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He saw that the original Jiugong Mountain Range had already collapsed in part, the land desolate, filled with cracks, barren without a single blade of grass.
And the Nine Palace Cave Heaven was even more so without a trace, as if it had been thoroughly destroyed.
He took a deep breath, the scenes from before the passage through the myriad gates swiftly emerging in his mind.
Nine Palace Cave Heaven, Dragon Tiger Blessed Land.
