Sea-floor peak—on the summit of Qigong Peak, the water-bamboo grove rippled in waves of green under the shifts of the land.
Around Qigong Peak for a hundred thousand li, six enormous figures watched the mountain.
Some had unleashed realms of law; the mountain-aspect of heavy peaks shook the seabed waters.
Some released Dao-soldiers to stir the prime sources of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, forbidding the one within the peak from borrowing the power of heaven and earth.
Some became beasts, innate secret arts warping space to lay down thick spatial barriers.
The mountain buckled below, forming trenches through which it seemed the strong could flee.
With countless measures, inside and out, above and below, Qigong Peak was ringed in seven layers.
Qigong Peak was a spirit peak deep within the earth; even as the land changes developed, its environment remained relatively stable.
Now it still gleamed with precious light, currents were clear, the palace glittered gold and jade—vastly different from the muddied seawater ten thousand li away and the collapsed peaks and ruined cityscapes.
A crimson-purple radiance rippled; among the water-bamboos on Qigong Peak’s summit, Venerable Yusheng stepped on withered leaves.
The moon-white long robe swept the ground, yet not a speck of dust stuck to it.