It seemed as if the heavens and earth had grown fat, layer upon layer of translucent flesh folds growing on its belly.
Upon careful count, there were thirty-three major heavenly realms, with countless lesser ones beyond measure.
They were clearly a replica of the thirty-three heavens beyond the Heavenly Gate!
Even the abodes of the No-Life Buddha, the West King Holy Mother, and the Hundred-Eyed Spirit Official... could be found here as shadows.
Once the Strange Immortals and disciples of the sixteen sects took up residence, these downgraded versions of the heavenly realms suddenly seemed proper and complete.
For those like Wang Yuan, on the opposite side of Bijia Lake, there was a moment when they almost suspected they had suddenly returned to the battlefield of the South Heavenly Gate.
"Evolve chaos, reforge earth, wind, water, fire? These are the disciples of the four Mystical Immortals!"
