The Zixiao Sacred Land seemed bathed in a boundless purple mist surging from the east, towering and stretching for countless thousands of miles, making the Imperial God Mountain look like a mere country cottage by comparison.
Drifting wisps of purple vapor and swirling clouds wreathed the landscape. The mountains were not towering, yet exquisitely graceful; the waters were not deep, but possessed a spiritual charm.
The impact of this Conferment of Gods Grand Ceremony was immense. A massive influx of cultivators had arrived, packing the place almost to its absolute capacity.
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