Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

The destination of the Transmission Array was beneath Martial God Mountain.

Shrouded in mist, Martial God Mountain gave off no clues from the outside world, eliciting only a sense of an extremely ancient and vast aura, accompanied by a rather terrifying nature’s spiritual energy.

Because the Spiritual Energy was so overwhelming, one could see clouds of Spiritual Energy floating in the sky, occasionally swaying and releasing moist Spiritual Mist.

In this space, though abundant with Spiritual Energy, it lacked vitality; it was silent and devoid of any human presence.

However, this solitude was abruptly shattered today.

Coming into view was an ancient stone archway, its surface mottled with age, as if it had traveled through time from an ancient era. Its eternal ancient atmosphere was so oppressive that the Demon Beasts within Martial God Mountain dared not move. Time itself seemed to slow down, and any creature that came here would feel a deep-seated fear from within their soul.

This gate, it was rumored, was the only path up the mountain. Any who dreamed of entering Martial God Mountain from any other direction were deluding themselves.

Now, this ancient gate was sealed with a chaotic Prohibition. Around the gate, space was distorted, and storms raged.

Beams of light descended like swarms of locusts from the heavens, then scattered to the outermost edges of the area. These figures were all young, appearing to be around thirty years old. Of course, their actual ages might be in their forties, approaching fifty. Some had solemn expressions; others had fervent gazes. The aura they possessed was one in ten thousand.

Among these people, nearly a quarter had the Cultivation of a Martial Saint, and the rest were all at the realm of a Semi-Saint. Even those at the level of Seventh Grade Martial Venerables were quite scarce.

This was an elite gathering from across the continent, now all converged here.