Clang!
Accompanied by the sound of a sword, everyone in the teahouse opened their eyes.
They saw the teahouse manager, a short and stout cultivator, clasping his hands together, unfurling a painting hundreds of feet high, saying in a loud voice: "Fellow Daoists, this painting comes from a fellow Daoist who set foot on the Heavenly Craft Star Chain World Cluster. He took great risks to imprint it, and he only sold a hundred copies."
"Our shop was fortunate enough to acquire a copy, which can only be opened ten times."
"After ten times, the divine charm within the painting will completely dissipate, so fellow Daoists, don't miss out."
With that said, the scroll in his hand was fully unfolded.
The formation method around the teahouse unfolded, and the sky dimmed. Everyone felt as if they were instantly within the cosmic star river, immediately focusing and holding their breath, unwilling to miss a moment.
This was an enormously vast starry battlefield.
