The bell tolled across the sky, and the crowd looked up toward the peak of the snowy mountain.
"It seems most people have already arrived," Gong Xiangming said, gently turning the helm to slightly increase the flying boat's speed.
The flying boat landed on a dock at the peak. Many vessels were already parked nearby—other flying boats, towering ships from the Qingfu Sect, and carriages pulled by various exotic beasts. Every single one radiated an immortal aura and colorful brilliance, practically reeking of wealth.
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