C120 heaven's grace

Sweet dew suddenly fell from the sky above the western sea.

A white-browed, white-bearded elder with a golden star on his forehead held a horsetail whisk. He was walking on a cloud with a group of celestial soldiers and celestial fairies in tow. They scattered like meteors as they landed on the Immortal-welcoming Terrace.

This time, there was a lot of meaning to it