High above the sacred mountain, nine massive ridges shaped like grand celestial dragons arched upward. This was the absolute limit where Celestial Experts could remain active; though the near-neighboring vault of stars could also be scaled, none dared step further into the unfathomable depths of the starry firmament.
Each mountain peak contained a world unto itself. With every turn along the winding paths, distorted space-time twisted everywhere, making the territory upon the sacred mountain vast beyond measure—countless times larger than it appeared. Below, it connected to the primordial minor realms; above, it linked to the mysterious starry sky. No living being knew precisely how immense this mountain truly was, and the most prevalent legend whispered that its summit served as the dwelling place of Divine Spirits.
When a star suddenly fractured and plummeted from the heavens, the previously tranquil atmosphere was instantly shattered. Innumerable living beings rushed to the scene on shafts of divine rainbow light.
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