The snow-covered Mount Olympus was silent; large flakes of snow fell from the sky like flowers scattered by the Nine Heavens Fairy, sparkling and pure.
At this moment, at the peak of the snow mountain, six figures sat cross-legged, resembling six sculptures piled on the snow mountain, motionless.
Their chests rose and fell, and with each breath, two dragon-shaped streams of air spurted from their nostrils, stretching out for two to three meters before gradually dissipating.
These six people were the six Gods of the Celestial Court. Despite not being in mortal danger during the battle with Kronos, they had suffered considerable injuries. While waiting for Ying Yue, they decided to cultivate and heal their wounds.
After an unknown amount of time, a ripple appeared in the sky, and a young man stepped forward, arriving in front of everyone.
"Swish, swish, swish—"
The Heavenly Court Gods opened their eyes simultaneously, joy evident in their eyes.
"Ying Yue, you're here!"
