On the second day, an ancient bell resounded throughout every corner of this city. After a brief moment of silence, countless silhouettes flew out like locusts as they made their way towards the center of Primordial Immortal City.

There was a bald mountain located in the center of the city. Although it was unremarkable, there was an ancient pagoda that sat in the center of it.

The stone pagoda also looked unremarkable, but everyone could sense a pressure that made them wear grave yet revering expressions on their faces.

This pagoda was known as the Primordial Immortal Pagoda, and it was created by the Immortal Emperor.

Facing the strongest powerhouse since ancient times that saved the Great Thousand World, everyone had maintained respect for him.

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