The Divine Mountain stood lofty, devoid of vegetation, yet teeming with life and surrounded by Immortal Qi. Simurghs fluttered about, and an enchanting fragrance wafted through the air.
"Undying Divine Medicine!" people exclaimed. They were shocked to notice the fragrance from such a distance; surely, it must be divine medicine from ancient times.
The scene bustled with excitement as many surged forward, yet few dared to act rashly, for high above them, more than a dozen eminent figures had yet to make a move.
The lord of the Central States' Divine Dynasty, the Demon Lord and War Lord of the Southern Mountains, along with the Divine Monks of the Western Desert, all appeared majestic and unmoving, each eyeing the pair of Stone Gates.
The ancient Stone Gates towered eight zhang high. Their seams were tightly sealed, dry and pristine, causing everyone to frown in suspicion that they would be difficult to open.
