The silver branches of the Chaos Divine Tree stretched out in the morning light, and the dewdrops condensed on the leaves reflected a colorful halo.
Standing atop the tree canopy, Taichu gazed down at the Chuyuan Realm and its newly erected seventy-two incense altars. On the jade-carved sacrificial altars, the offerings were no longer primordial spiritual treasures, but longevity spirit tablets engraved with the names of cultivators.
"Merely a brief century..."
Chapter 283