Wang Xuan marveled at Old Zhong's audacity. Not only had he caused a stir in the mortal realm, but he had also dared to meddle with the foundations of the immortals themselves. "There's really no one else like him," Wang Xuan thought, considering the consequences if the immortals were to discover Old Zhong's actions. "They'd be enraged enough to devour his heart alive."0

Wang Xuan contemplated seeking out Zhong Cheng for a serious discussion, curious about whether Old Zhong's household truly possessed any relics of the immortals. Such items were akin to "nuclear bombs," harboring immense and vibrant life forces that could potentially be harnessed. The thought of gaining access to the celestial relics, particularly if Old Zhong had once unearthed the dwelling of a fallen red-clothed female immortal, excited Wang Xuan. He was determined to acquire any celestial bones she might have left behind.0

The scene beyond the curtain in the center of Earth Immortal City was hazy yet magnificent, with majestic landscapes, divine birds soaring, and auspicious beasts roaming. It radiated a profoundly celestial aura, stunning the city's inhabitants and eliciting a chorus of awed exclamations. "Is that the realm of immortals?" they wondered, trembling with excitement and longing.0

Wang Xuan and Old Chen exchanged glances in silence, knowing something the awe-struck crowd didn't: the immortals on the other side were likely just as eager to step into the mortal world.0

The altar at the center of Earth Immortal City, with its gradually blurring curtain, was not a permanent fixture. It would reappear in three days, serving mainly to stimulate everyone's ambition and enthusiasm.0

"My collection of jade talismans is insufficient; I should strive for more," one person mused aloud, while...0