Chapter 840: Tathagata
A breeze swept across the "ruins" of the three islands of Penglai, lifting a lone, withered leaf into the air.
The backs of the three Eminent Ones appeared especially desolate in the wind. As they gazed upon the scene before them, they were momentarily stunned into silence.
Before them lay nothing but a vast, chaotic sea of clouds. In their memories, a towering mountain known as Mirage Mountain should have stood right here.
The Penglai Supreme Sect had passed down its cultivation legacy for several thousand years, and this was their first time seeing the sunlight so clearly shining on the land below as there was no longer any shade.
Where's my mountain? That grand mountain of mine! Where is it?! Daoist Cangsheng screamed inwardly. His pupils contracted sharply and he was filled with a swirl of shock, fury, and disbelief.
The state of the three islands of Penglai was even more absurd. As their name implied, they had been three separate land masses. Yet now, only countless fragments of stone floated and sank in the frothy sea below.
Mirage Mountain was a literal mountain. While it wasn’t impossible to move such a mountain with great divine power, the three islands of Penglai were vast beyond compare. How could they have vanished?
This should not be possible for even an eighth-realm cultivator to achieve, right?
Judging by the scene, it didn’t seem like the islands had been carried away whole. It looked as though the islands had been dismantled, taken away chunk by chunk. But how could someone hollow out all three islands in such a short time?
How did they do it?!
"Wait..." Daoist Cangqiu said calmly as he raised his hand. "Sect Leader, don’t worry. Based on my analysis, this isn’t Penglai at all."