South Sea County.
Representatives from the Three Great Continents gathered here to agree on the competition details of the Wanling Immortal Path.
Having left the noisy grand hall, Immortal Zhen Yuan was walking in the seaside city.
"It's truly unbelievable."
From the locals, he learned that just one year ago, there was nothing here.
Yet under the leadership of that Saint, a majestic city rose from the hands of his believers, taking form in less than half a year.
Under this power, people realized the Saint's absolute control over the Wanling Immortal Path.
Immortal Zhen Yuan saw that Saint.
The Saint was teaching a group of young men by the sea.
Immortal Zhen Yuan walked over, Sun Wukong looked up, and with a wave of his hand, he sent the young men away.
"A fine war, in your hands, has become a mere battle."
Immortal Zhen Yuan sat down next to Sun Wukong: "Younger brother, that's really your style."
