Under the watchful eyes of many, Jiang Chengxuan made his way deeper into the Yunlan Immortal Sect.
Beyond this point lay a restricted area where even elders of the Yunlan Immortal Clan had to obtain approval to enter—it was a core region of the sect.
Along the way, the scenery was filled with flying eaves and pavilions, jade-tiled rooftops, and glazed structures. Grand halls hidden beneath protective formations loomed faintly into view.
They resembled celestial beasts crouching amidst the clouds, breathing out thick, nine-colored immortal mist.
"Hehe… Young friend Jiang, you've arrived."
After passing one magnificent hall after another, Jiang Chengxuan finally caught sight of Yunshi standing in a spacious training ground.
Surrounding him were three other individuals. One of them made Jiang Chengxuan raise an eyebrow—it was someone he had crossed paths with before.
"Ancestor Yun, everyone—thank you for waiting."
