On the outskirts of the Celestial Plane, in a mid-sized galaxy, a small planet stood out like a pulsing emerald jewel.
Its size was smaller than that of the average powerful planet. It was entirely covered in sacred forests whose leaves emitted a constant, soft glow, with rivers winding in every direction.
The sky of that planet was never empty. Thousands of flying ships entered and left the atmosphere every hour. Beings from every corner of the universe and from all cultivation levels converged there.
Anyone unaware of the truth would say that place was a massive trade hub. But appearances were deceiving. On that planet, there was no noise from merchants or the shine of auctions. That place was simply the central territory of the Healers of Heaven Sect.
