The carriage moved slowly.
Snow filled the sky, thunder roared like lightning, and fierce winds blew with power.
The closer one approached the Extreme North, the more frequently terrifying heavenly phenomena and cosmic spectacles could be seen everywhere.
Even True Gods would find it difficult to travel through such a place.
However, with the Heavenly King Mountain Master, a Tao God, steering the carriage, these things were not a concern.
Qi Yuan lay slanted, watching the vast snow outside and the various strange phenomena, as time passed without concern.
"There are still quite a few powerful beings in this world."
Behind these numerous spectacles, Qi Yuan's omniscience sensed the presence of many powerful beings.
These beings, whether a wisp of True Spirit or a breath of presence, hung high in the sky, observing from an unknowably distant place, as if watching a battle.
"Go... only beyond Yang Six, can Heavenly Gods be challenged in battle."